“Let's get you dressed.”
Daddy sat her down on the changing table. She whined and winced as pain shot across her bottom.
“Arms up.”
She lifted her arms and Daddy helped put her dress on. It barely covered her thighs.
“Leggings?” she asked.
“Not this time, Little one.”
“But–”
“No buts.”
Daddy helped her down from the changing table and she looked down. It barely covered her bottom.
“You can see my diaper,” she whispered.
“You can, Little one.”
Daddy walked around behind her. Before she knew it, Daddy cupped the exposed part of her bottom and squeezed it.
“Ouchie! Daddy! Stop it!”
Revna pulled away and glared at him.
“Did Daddy say you could move?”
“My bottom is sore and I don’t want you touching it.”
“Daddy was checking to see if people could see your red bottom and thighs.”
She gasped and tried to look back at her legs but couldn’t see anything.
“Daddy, no! I want leggings,” she demanded.
Revna didn’t want other people to know she had gotten spanked. That would be embarrassing. Would the Alpha say anything?
“You aren’t getting leggings. Daddy already told you that.”
“But Daddy! I want leggings.”
“Demand it again and you’ll land yourself another spanking. Daddy said you weren’t wearing leggings this time.”
Pushing her bottom lip out, she whined.
“No whining either.”
“But–”
“Do you want another spanking?”
“No,” she whispered.
She really didn’t. Her bottom already ached with her last spanking a couple of minutes ago. Was he really going to spank her again?
Revna didn’t like that as they were going to walk to the person’s house, everyone could see she was wearing a diaper. She knew some people did, like the people she met the other day, but what about the other people who didn’t wear them. Would they make fun of her? Would people whisper and point at her? Would they tell her she is too young to play with them?