Chapter Three
Axel
Paisley’s skin turned the prettiest red when she was embarrassed. The coloring was more noticeable because of her pale skin. I bathed her quickly. She fidgeted when I washed her bottom and pussy, but remained still for me. “Such a good girl,” I praised.
She was absolutely beautiful. Small perky tits, thick thighs, and a pussy that was practically begging to be tasted. My cock pushed against my boxers at the sight of her lush body sitting so still for me.
She ducked her head and I felt the corners of my mouth tip up. I loved a bashful baby.
I lifted her from the bath before setting her on her feet and wrapping a large towel around her body.
“Thank you,” she said, giving me the sweetest smile.
“You’re so welcome, darlin’. Taking care of a Little one makes my heart happy,” I answered honestly.
I scooped her up bridal style and carried her through my room, depositing her on the bed. “Okay, baby. We’ve got some options. I have some jammies for you to wear, but I don’t have any panties. I do have some diapers, though. So you can have a naked booty or I can put you in a diaper,” I said as I dried her supple skin.
She twirled a loose curl around her finger and her face scrunched up as she weighed her choices. I found it too damn cute. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed having a Little one underfoot. Maybe I would ask the Littles if they wanted to have slumber parties once a month at Uncle Axel’s house. After the last glitter-bomb fiasco, the other Daddies had banned them.
“I dunno,” she answered, bringing me from my thoughts.
“Do you want Uncle Axel to choose?”
She nodded shyly.
“I choose a diaper. I love a diapered Baby. That’s why we don’t have panties here.”
She nodded again and I rubbed her belly softly. I wondered if she was quiet because she was nervous or if it was because she was in her Little space. I decided I would just watch her carefully for any signs of distress. I knew going non-verbal wasn’t uncommon. “If you get scared, you just say red and I will stop everything, okay? I don’t want any of this to be scary or uncomfortable for you.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I picked her naked body up and carried her to the nursery before settling her onto the changing table. “I’m gonna buckle you in. You tell me if anything is pinchy, okay?”
“I promise, Uncle Axel.”
I pulled the harness sides up from each side of the mat, worked each arm through gently, and buckled them across the front of her chest. Grabbing Fancy for her to hold, I lifted the ones that held her thighs up and open and slid her good foot through the ring before adjusting everything to the right length. Using the towel she was wearing to support her ouchie foot, I fastened the clip. “Keep this one nice and still for me,” I ordered before fastening the clip. It buckled similar to a 5 point harness. We’d had it custom made for Junie because of her love for bondage, but judging by Paisley’s pebbled nipples and soft panting, it wouldn’t go unused.
I grabbed a pink diaper from under the changing table and slid it under her while lifting her bottom with one hand.
Settling her back on the table, I rubbed her soft tummy again. “Are you doing okay, baby?”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered. Her breathing quickened. Her little cunt glistened and her hands were fisted by her sides.
“Everything feel okay?”
She nodded as she squirmed around.
“Why are you so squirmy, Little one?” I knew why, but I wanted her to answer. I was hopeful she would turn even redder.
“I need…” she tried.
“You need what?”
“My… I need…” She stopped rambling and bit her lip.
“Paisley, do you want Uncle Onyx to help you feel good? It’s okay to be excited right now. I am too,” I said, taking pity on her.
“You are?” The look of shock that crossed her face hurt me. What was it with these Little girls not knowing how sexy they were?