Page 46 of Mommy Calls Me Princess

“Too right you are, dear friend.” The same warmth flowed through me as I watched my pretty birthday girl giggling and having a blast.

Vale swung from climbing frames to a rope ladder, up the wall to the platform, which was only five feet above ground and thefloor beneath was padded. Then over into the ball pit. This set up would rival that of the warrior shows he and my girl loved to binge watch. Well, it would on a smaller scale, but it shared a like theme with the infamous show.

“I tell you what,” Jack whispered. “That already tight little body is a wall of muscle now.”

Watching Vale swing with the ease of his beloved primates, I clearly saw why. “He is amazing.”

“And wearing himself out. Time for pizza and cupcakes?”

“Yes sir.” I took a breath and hollered over the crowd, “Who’s ready for pizza?” Vale quickly dismounted and joined the wall of shouting, “Me’s!”

“Form a single line and follow us out to bar area.” So cute, they marched in place and followed behind me like a little’s conga line. “Littles and the monkey,” I winked at Vale, “park your butts on one of the floor cushions and we’ll bring you your food.” Thankful for Kylee’s suggestion. Those would easily wash later and protect their tushes from the concrete floor.

Mommies and daddies filled plates and handed out juice boxes to the little ones first then we fed ourselves.

“Vivienne, any prospect of this opportunity opening up to members? This was a brilliant idea. The local indoor play areas tend to shy away from allowing our lifestyle in.” Chara, one of the mommies asked.

“I was literally formulating a plan while watching them. No clue why it hadn’t come to me before.” Likely because I wasn’t as little focused as I was now. “Look for it in the future for sure.”

The littles community was growing like mad. We’d seen an influx of new members this year along with pets. It felt good to see the lifestyles come alive. There were still haters out there and always would be, but BDSM was so much more than their closed minds could comprehend. Sad, when you think about it. There was so much joy to be had in the freedom of letting go,trusting in your Dom, Domme, Mommy, Daddy, Big—whatever moniker you and your partner agreed to, and releasing that which plagued your mind. If only for a short while you still gave yourself a much-needed mental break.

“Mommy,” Darcy tugged my skirt, “did you see all the prezzies on the table? Are those for me?”

I hugged my sweet girl and gently pressed my lips to hers. “They are, my love but see the matching gift bags on the other table?” She nodded. “Those are for your friends to take home with them, so everyone gets prezzies today.”

“Yay!” she cheered and kissed me again. “My mommy is the bestest.”

“Only because I have the bestest girl. Ready for cupcakes?”

“Oohhh, so pretty. I love how they form a unicorn head.”

“Yes, let’s gather the troops around.” Jack took over wrangling duties while I stood beside my girl, gently running my fingers through her curls. A soothing motion meant to calm her yet had the same affect on me. “Ready?”

Vale kicked it off and the others joined in singing Happy Birthday to my girl with tears streaming down her face. Happy tears given her wide smile.

“I love you, baby girl. Make a wish and blow out the candles.” Darcy scrunched up her face, nodded to herself then blew as hard as she could. When the candle went out everyone clapped. “Happy birthday, my love.”

“The happiest one ever, Mommy. Do you know why?”

I almost said because it’s your first but thankfully caught myself in time. “Why is that?”

“Because I got to spend it with you.” The last piece of ice around my heart melted away with her words. “I love you, Mommy.”

Darcy’s delightful squeals, oohs and aahs, as she opened each prezzie had the gift givers wiggling and shouting out,it’s fromme! This whole event was too adorable for words and in the end my girl got more new toys and pretty outfits than her playroom would likely hold.

“Did you have a good birthday, Princess?” With the mommies and daddies’ help, we managed to get the rooms back in order before the club opened. Many inquired about booking parties. Kylee was kind enough to take down their information and we agreed to meet on Monday and determine what it would take to offer this service.

“I did, but it’s not over yet, Mommy.”

Was my birthday girl flirting with her mommy?

Hmm, where was that beautiful brain of hers going. She started ticking off on her fingers. “I need spankings, and to come, then to fall asleep with my Mommy binky.”

“You do, do you? Is that twenty-three spankings today?”

She shook her head. “No, Mommy. By ten my head is all floaty, so I don’t think I’ll make it to twenty-three.”

“Ten it is then, Princess. Let’s get you out of your Tiana gown.” One I’d need to set aside for dry cleaning. Not sure what got more cake, her tummy or the dress. “Tubby time first?”

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