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"Let's go get you changed and then we can finish the movie."
Being a baby wasn't that bad. That had been the worst of it. She blushed all the way through having her diaper changed, but she was happy to be snuggled back in his arms while they finished watching the movie.
As soon as it ended, Daddy shifted her in his arms so that he could see her face.
"Well, baby girl, it's time for bed. How do you feel about your first night as a baby?"
Melody wrinkled her nose. "The diaper wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but I still don't like it much. I wouldn't want to wear one all the time. And... I really don't want to do a number two in one. I think that's a hard limit for me."
Daddy chuckled. "Noted. You've been a very good girl all evening. Do you know what good girls get?"
"Is it cock?" she asked, brightening up with excitement. Daddy choked on a laugh, coughing to try and cover it while Melody giggled. She hadn't been joking, she really was hoping it was cock, but his deep laugh was infectious.
Still laughing, he pressed his forehead against her shoulder, shaking his head. "Oh, you are going to be handful, I can tell."
"A handful of cock?"
Daddy straightened up, his expression becoming more stern, although his eyes were still dancing with amusement. "Little girl, if you keep using naughty words, Daddy's going to have to wash your mouth out with soap. Those kinds of words are for the bedroom only."
Ugh. Melody had had her mouth washed out with soap when she was a kid and it was not a fond memory. Pressing her lips together, she ran two fingers along them, miming a zipping motion.Daddy laughed again and she grinned. This was fun.
“Let’s go to the bedroom, baby girl, and then you can use those naughty words all you want.” Daddy stood, picking her up with him, and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her to his bedroom.
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StrippingMelody out of her dress, leaving her only in the diaper, Kawan had to grin as he lay her back on the bed. As far as he was concerned, she looked adorable, and he enjoyed the view since he had a feeling she wouldn’t be wearing a diaper very often after tonight. Well, not unless she was a lot naughtier than he expected she would be.
While she was a mischievous little imp, she also had an innate desire to be a good girl. He thoroughly enjoyed both impulses.
“Hands above your head, baby girl,” he ordered as he began to take off his own clothes.
Melody’s eyes gleamed as he undressed, her arms stretched above her head, thrusting her breasts up. The diaper didn’t allow her to press her thighs together the way she needed to in order to get the right pressure on her clit. She still tried though, and Kawan enjoyed watching her squirming as she made the attempt.
He turned his back on her just long enough to set his clothes down on the top of his dresser, and when he turned around, she had one hand pressing down over her diaper. Seeing his movement, she immediately whipped it back up above her head, but it was already too late.
“Very naughty, baby girl, where are your hands supposed to be?” he asked, shaking his head as he moved back toward the bed.
“Above my head,” she said, looking a little shamefaced. Then her eyes opened wider, full of pleading. “But I wasn’t rubbing! I just need to press down, just for a second…”
“If you reallyneededto, what should you have done?” he asked, stopping next to the bed and putting his hands on his hips. His erection jutted out in front of him, like it was trying to reach for her, but both of them were going to have to wait a little longer.
Some indiscretions, a daddy couldn’t ignore.
Melody’s gaze guiltily slid away from his.
“Asked you?” she mumbled, making it into a question.
“Exactly right, little girl.”
Crouching down, he pulled open one of the under-bed drawers. He couldn’t help but wonder what Melody would think if she knew everything that was neatly tucked away under his bed. For now though, he only needed the soft-lined cuffs.
“When little girls can’t be trusted, they have to be restrained,” he said as he stood, holding them up for her to see.
Her face fell. “But I wanted to touch you!”
“Then you should have stayed in position.” The stern look he gave her made her wilt, and his cock throbbed in response. He loved seeing the chastened expression on her face.
Another time, perhaps, he would make even more of an example out of her indiscretion, but itwasher first weekend, and he was inclined to be lenient. Plus, he was only willing to tormenthimselfso far in the name of disciplining her.
