Page 59 of Daddy's Little Matchmaker

“Today was the first day you were supposed to adhere to the new schedule.”

She couldn’t keep eye contact and focused on his chest. “I know.”

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t you say your first meeting was at eight o’clock this morning?”

“Yes.”

“Did you skip lunch?”

“No.”

“Look at me.”

She reluctantly pulled her eyes up to meet his.

“Didn’t I tell you to relax this morning?”

“You did, but…”

“But?” he prompted.

“Work seemed more relaxing than thinking about being Little with you tonight.”

His eyebrows went up in surprise. “Really? You’re that nervous about it?”

She winced. “Yes? I don’t want you to be disappointed if I can’t fully get into it, and I don’t want it to be like the other times I’ve tried it. I don’t want to feel like I’m pretending to be something I’m not.”

He slowly nodded. “Thank you for telling me. I was going to punish adult Tessica for working fifteen minutes late, but now I think that had a lot more to do with Little Tessica being nervous and afraid, than adult Tessica being a workaholic. So change of plans. Starting right now, until you go to bed, I’m Daddy, you’re Little, and I’m one hundred percent in charge. If you have an issue with that, this is your chance to tell me.”

She bit her lip and shook her head.

“Use your words, please.”

“I don’t have an issue with that.”

Connor shook his head. “I think you meant to say ‘I don’t have an issue with that, Daddy’.”

Her face already felt hot, but a new wave of heat came to her cheeks, and her stomach clenched. “I don’t have an issue with that, Daddy.”

“Good girl. How do you feel about the name Tess or Tessy when you’re Little?”

Tessica’s eyebrows furrowed. Her mom hated the nickname Tess, but no one had ever called her Tessy. “I uh, I guess you can call me Tessy if you want to.”

“I think it will help both of us keep our roles straight.” He held his hand out to her. “Come with me.”

She put her hand in his and he led her to her bedroom.

He let go of her hand. “Take off your high heels and put them away.”

Once she’d done that he said, “You can leave your skirt on, but take your nylons and underwear off.”

“My underwear?” She frowned.

“I’ll bet a hundred dollars that you have lacy adult panties on under that skirt. Not the kind of panties that little girls should be wearing. Do what Daddy tells you, and take them off.”

Tessica didn’t exactly feel Little yet, but she also didn’t feel like her confident normal self. His orders were keeping her off balance. She kept her front to him, and pulled her skirt up in back so she could slide her fingers into her nylons and lace panties at the same time. She slid them down, stepped out of them, and tossed them in the dirty clothes hamper she kept near her dresser.

“Good girl.” Connor pointed to the corner of the room next to her closet. “Now you’re going to go stand in the corner for fifteen minutes and think about how naughty it was to throw yourself into work instead of talking to me about how you felt.”

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