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CHAPTER 16

L ife had been quiet since the Devils had turned away her ex at the gate. Wraith had found a tracker in her trunk. He’d allowed her to choose how to dispose of it. Caroline hoped Adam was still chasing Inferno’s produce delivery van around town.

Caroline loved typing in Wraith’s remote cabin. She’d gotten a lot of writing done there. And a lot of inspiration for certain scenes in those books—like the morning after their sex on the vanity when he’d placed an anal dilator in her bottom before leaving for work.

That happened now on a regular basis. If she cooperated, he’d kiss her goodbye after plugging her and drawing a quick orgasm from her. Wraith could play her like a concert pianist. He got her.

Caroline loved falling back to sleep, all flushed with excitement. Wraith had established the rule that she had to call him before removing it. He sometimes said no. She loved his control. Just thinking about it made her shiver.

When her phone buzzed and Daddy appeared on her screen, Caroline smiled. Wraith had removed his name and replaced it with that title. She answered and clicked on the speaker.

“Hi, Daddy. I’ve got my word count done. Can I come to Inferno this evening?”

“Not tonight, Caroline. I think you need some Little time with Daddy alone in the cabin.” His gravelly voice alone would have sent a thrill through her, but his message made her heart beat faster.

“Little time?” she repeated.

“Yes. I think we need to enjoy your nursery. I left a special outfit laid out on your changing table. Have you noticed it?”

She jumped to her feet and headed that way. “No. I’ve been focused on work. I haven’t played today.”

Caroline stopped in the doorway at the sight of the clothes displayed for her. Slowly, she advanced into the room. Touching the soft fabric, she admired the beautiful, soft rose shade. “The dress is beautiful,” she told her Daddy.

“I think you will look lovely in that color,” he told her softly. “Don’t put it on. Daddy will do that for you. Are you ready to close down your computer for the day?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Go do that and then if you’d like, you hang out in your nursery until I get home.”

“Are you on your way?” she asked, hearing the background noise change from the warehouse echoing with voices and big machinery to the wind blowing into the speaker.

“I’m getting ready to put on my helmet. I’ll be home soon, Little girl.”

“Okay, Daddy. I’m excited for you to get here. Um….”

“You can tell me, Precious. Is something bothering you?”

“I’m nervous.”

“Of course you are, and that’s okay. Trying something new can be exciting and scary, but I’ll be with you.”

“Okay, Daddy,” she whispered. “See you soon.”

After disconnecting the call, she rubbed the soft fabric between her fingers. Caroline would love the dress even if it was short. It was the other things that made her worry. Her Daddy had set a pull-up from the shelf underneath next to the dress with a matching ruffled diaper cover. She traced a flouncy decoration, loving how cute it was.

Pulling her bravery around her like a cloak, she poked the pull-up. It crinkled slightly, and she suspected it would make noise when she moved. Darling ducklings danced along the front. Would he want her to use it?

Her gaze slid over the new package of wipes, a tube of diaper cream, and a container of powder that had appeared on the side organizer. She tried to ignore the large tub of lubricant and a thick thermometer, but her bottom clinched. Her Daddy consistently widened that small entrance with plugs. He’d mentioned checking her temperature before. Her gaze landed on thick bands at the sides of the changing table. She saw more at the top. The loops were designed to hold something in place. Restraints. Those were new.

Caroline shimmied back from the changing table. She clasped her hands together to keep from wringing them. Her Daddy had promised he wouldn’t force her to try things more than three times. But he didn’t let her lie to herself either. She’d protested the anal dilators a lot in the beginning but had to admit she found them arousing.

Her panties were already wet. He’d know she was excited when he changed her clothes. She could go put on a fresh pair of underwear, but she had her Wednesday panties on that he had laid out for her to put on that morning. That would be a dead giveaway that she was trying to fool him. He wouldn’t like that.

She needed Jam. Running to the bedroom, she found her stuffie and quickly explained the situation. He treated her to the biggest hug and demanded to see her new outfit. She carried him with her to the nursery and waited impatiently as he checked out the items on the table. Jam gave her that look. He had a secret to tell her. Setting his mouth next to her ear, she listened closely.

“You’re going to have fun.”

Pulling him away so she could study his face, Caroline stared at him for a few seconds. What a great way to think of the activities her Daddy had planned—as play! That helped lighten her anxiety. Wraith was an amazing Daddy. He always listened to her and made sure she was happy and comfortable with their play. That wouldn’t change when he helped her be super Little.

Caroline hugged the purple monkey to her chest. It was so good to have a friend. Maybe someday another one of the guys in the compound would find his Little. Or would that be frightening as well? Was there a right way to be Little?

“Did I scare you, Precious?” Wraith’s deep voice drew her out of her speculation.

Racing to his side, she cuddled close to his chest as he hugged her tight. “Hi, Daddy. Jam helped me not worry. Then I thought about what would happen if another Devil moved someone special in with him.”

“Oh, like a friend you could play with in your nursery? I bet you would love that. There used to be a few guys here with Littles. They had a blast together. Unfortunately, people have to relocate a lot these days for work, family, or other reasons. Let’s keep our fingers crossed that someone else is as lucky as I am soon.”

“They might not like me,” she whispered.

“Caroline, let me tell you a secret. Littles are the best people. They are sweet to others and love being themselves. I’d bet twenty bucks you’d be buddies in five minutes.”

“Twenty whole dollars? That’s a steep bid,” she teased.

“Are you poking fun at your Daddy?” he asked and tickled her ribcage, making her giggle.

“Daddy! Stop!” she begged and when he relented immediately, hugged him close.

“I guess we’ll see when your new bestie arrives who’s right,” Wraith told her with a wink. “Are you ready to let Daddy see how cute you are in the new things he picked up for you?”

Caroline nodded and leaned against him, needing his strength to make her brave. His large hand rubbed up and down her spine, reassuring her. Caroline met his gaze and whispered, “You’ll help me?”

“Always, Little girl. That’s what Daddies do. Come on, let’s put these big girl clothes away.”

He stripped off her simple T-shirt and leggings and tossed them aside before unfastening her bra. When Caroline exhaled in relief, he rubbed along the band marks and rolled her full breasts in his hands. “I’m going to make a no-bra rule. We’ll get you some supportive tank tops or sports bras that don’t torture you. When you’re at home writing, there’s no need to be uncomfortable.”

“That sounds nice, Daddy. What do I wear under my dress today?”

“Little girls get to skip a lot of things when they’re in their nurseries or home with their Daddies. I think that soft fabric will feel good,” he suggested, brushing his fingers across her nipples.

She nodded, enjoying his attentions.

“No panties either,” he announced, sliding her Wednesday cotton panties down her legs. “So wet, Caroline. Did you touch yourself while Daddy was gone?”

Shaking her head vigorously, Caroline denied the act. “I’ve been good.”

He lifted the fabric to his nose and inhaled. “We’ll get you cleaned up and fresh before you put on your outfit. I noticed when I walked in that you were flushed. Are you feeling okay?”

“Oh, yes! I’m super. Healthy, that is.”

“I’ll check on that. Little girls need their temperature monitored regularly,” he told her as he moved the items on the changing table. “All right. Let’s get you up here.”

Wraith lifted her easily from the floor and helped her stretch out on the table. He wrapped a thick belt across her ribcage. “I don’t want you to roll off. Let me have your hands, Caroline. I can tell you’re nervous. Daddy will take care of you.”

He lifted her arms over her head and attached them to the top of the table. “Now, Daddy’s in charge.”

Caroline sighed in relief. She didn’t have to make any decisions. That eased her anxiety. Choosing to be super Little was scary. Now, it was all on Daddy’s broad shoulders. She assessed his strength as he leaned over her. Wraith wouldn’t have any trouble supporting her.

“Let’s turn you over on your side, Caroline.” He rolled her easily to face the wall. When she settled, he bent her knees up and secured her calves. “I think we need some decorations in front of you on the wall. What should we add to the room?”

Shivering as he ran his hand over her side and bottom, Caroline knew what was coming next. She forced herself to concentrate on his question. “I like snails, Daddy.”

“Hmm,” he mused as he opened the lid of something below her knees. She couldn’t see what he was doing. Her legs blocked her view. She could only imagine.

“Like escargot to munch on?” His question drew her attention to him.

“No, Daddy. Cute snails with their houses on their backs.”

“Oh, I see. This may be cold for a minute,” he warned as he lifted her buttock and spread something slippery over her puckered entrance before pressing inside to apply it to her inner walls like he did when she had to wear a plug.

This time, when he removed his fingers, he inserted a long tube deep into her bottom. The thermometer. Wraith twirled it in her bottom, seating it deeper until he covered the end with his hand that rested on her skin. “Five minutes, Little girl. We’ll make sure you feel well enough to continue. Tell me what you created today.”

“I wrote a sex scene in the shower. It was steamy.”

“I’ll look forward to reading that. Do we need to recreate it?” he asked.

“We already did, Daddy. Well, with some changes. I wouldn’t write what we do in my books exactly.”

“I’m glad, Caroline. Some activities are special between Little girls and their Daddies. Is that what made your panties wet?”

She was quiet for a few seconds before admitting in a rush, “It was the clothes and the other things.”

“Seeing the tools Daddy will use to take care of you?” he asked.

“Yes.” She nodded, happy he understood.

“You’ll be easier to keep dry in your pull-up. Have you worn one before or used it?”

“No, Daddy.”

“It’s wonderful that we get to try things out together, isn’t it? Two more minutes. Let’s sing a song for Jam.” He started a popular song that played often on the radio. She joined him, loving how he always made everything fun. They were on the last chorus when he removed the thermometer and checked her temperature.

“All good, Little girl. Let’s get you cleaned up, and we’ll have some playtime.”

He unfastened her legs and rotated her to settle on her back. Pressing her knees far apart, he held her legs apart with powerful hands on her thighs. “Can you keep your legs here for Daddy or do you want me to restrain you?”

“Better help me, Daddy. I’m pretty nervous still.”

“I gotcha, Precious.” In a few seconds, he had her calves attached to the opposite sides. He paused, admiring her naked curves now exposed completely to his view. “Damn, you’re pretty. Daddy’s going to snap a picture of you. He promises never to show it to anyone. Do you trust me?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Her juices welled from her body as he captured several pictures of her. She noticed when he slid the camera back in his back pocket, Wraith adjusted himself in his jeans.

“How wet you are. Let’s get you all tidied up.” She tried not to react as he stroked the wipes over her skin. It was so hard because he was very thorough around her clit and between her buttocks.

On edge, she asked, “Can I come, please?”

“If you’re good, Daddy will make love to you after playtime.” He unfastened the bonds around her legs and hands before lifting her down from the table.

“I’ll be very good,” she promised.

“You always are, Precious.”

Wraith lowered himself to one knee in front of her and instructed, “Put your hand on my shoulder for balance, Little girl. Step into your pull-up. Now the other foot.” He raised them up her legs to settle into place around her waist before running his hand along the crotch to make sure it was snug to her pussy.

“Those fit perfectly. Now, the cute ruffles. I can’t wait to see those.”

Caroline felt so cute in the ruffled panties. Wraith obviously adored them. He kept running his hand over the wavy decorations.

“We’re getting these in every color,” he declared. “Dress, next.”

The fabric caressed her nipples. She loved it. “Can I go see what I look like?” she asked, pointing to the closet door that hid a full-length mirror inside.

“Let me do your hair first,” Wraith requested.

When he opened the door a few minutes later, Caroline gasped. She loved her outfit. Twirling, she checked herself out from all angles. The dress was short, revealing most of her thighs and barely covering her panties. The final embellishment was a wide satin ribbon that ran under her breast and tied in the back. A princess stared back at her. And her hair? He’d braided it on each side and tied matching bows.

“You’re as cute as a snail, Little girl.”

“I’m as cute as a snail,” she echoed in amazement.

“Let’s play, sweetheart. You pick out something for us to do. I’m going to grab a couple of drinks for us.”

Caroline twirled in front of the mirror a few more times before running over to open the toy box. She grabbed her favorite board game and sat down to set it up. With a twinkle in her eye, Caroline decided to bolster her odds of gaining victory. She moved quickly and smoothed her dress back into place as her Daddy returned. He handed her a sippy cup and set a bottle next to the rocking chair before joining her at the small table with a can of soda.

He’ll never figure it out….