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“Yes, Daddy. There was never any doubt.”

He kisses each of my fingers so sweetly it’s hard to believe this same man clamped my titties and my clit just a short time ago and told me to endure the pain.

I can’t stop smiling because I’m so happy.

“Such a good girl,” he praises as he lowers my hand and begins to gently stroke my nipples. “Do they still hurt?” He bends forward to kiss them reverently.

“It’s a dull pain now,” I whisper.

“And your pretty clit? How does it feel?”

“Crusty because your come is drying on it,” I tease, giggling.

He pinches one of my nipples hard enough to make me gasp. “Naughty, sassy girl.”

I giggle more. “Yournaughty, sassy girl.”

“That’s right, Amelia. All mine.”

Chapter Sixteen

I’m slightly nervous on Monday morning when Daddy takes me to the daycare. What if the other Littles don’t like me? What if I get lonely or sad? I haven’t been away from him for over a week. I’m not sure I’m ready for this.

It turns out Lacey is there, though. Brian is dropping her off at the same time. I see her across the room, but Daddy won’t let me go to her. He keeps a hand on my shoulder while he checks me in and talks to the woman at the front desk who introduces herself as Sheila.

“Amelia has only been on the island a week, so she’s still adjusting.”

Sheila smiles warmly. “Don’t you worry. She’ll be playing with the other Littles and adjusting in no time.”

“We’re still working on diaper training,” he tells her, making my cheeks heat. Does he have to talk about my diapers out loud?

“We’re used to dealing with newly regressed Littles who are still learning to wet themselves. Don’t you worry. Our staff will remind her often to go pee pee.”

“I’m very firm with her, and she does well at home, but her bladder will probably be shy in public.”

I tuck my head against Daddy’s chest, willing him to stop talking about my potty habits. I know him well enough to know he’s only doing this to embarrass me. It’s working. He knows my limits, and he pushes them often.

Daddy squats down in front of me and cups my cheeks. “I love you, Amelia.”

“I love you, too, Daddy.”

“My first appointment will only take a few hours. I’ll come check on you between it and my next one, okay?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

When he stands, he speaks to Sheila again. “I’ll change her myself between clients today.” He tips my head back with a tug on one of my pigtails. “If your diaper isn’t soaked when I get back, I will have someone come over and put a catheter in you, Amelia,” he says firmly.

My breath hitches, and my knees almost give out. He knew exactly what to say to push my buttons. He even said it loud enough for Sheila and several other people to hear.

“Yes, Sir,” I murmur.

He kisses me one more time, and then I watch him leave the daycare center. I’m so wobbly I can’t move for several seconds. My pussy is dripping from his threat. I thought a catheter was a hard no, but now I’m wondering if I’m wrong. Maybe I’ll test him on this issue. Maybe I’m curious to see what it will feel like to have an open tube sticking out of my pee-pee hole, forcing me to fill my diaper for the rest of the day.

“Amelia?”

I turn at the sound of my name to find Lacey waiting for me.

“Are you okay?”