Page 23 of Lacey's Daddy
“Yep. Being Little is a type of submission. Being Little is the ultimate submission.”
I shudder as I picture the people I’ve seen at the club who like to be tied up and spanked or struck with a flogger or worse. I shake my head as I think about them. “I wouldn’t like to be hit.” When I go to the club, I keep my head down and aim directly for the playroom. I don’t like to watch people getting struck.
Daddy crawls up my limp body until he’s hovering over me, looking me in the eyes. “Not all submissives like impact play, Little one, especially not ones who have endured abuse. I told you I would never strike you. You have my word. Not with my hand or any other item.”
He has told me that before, but now he’s saying I’m submissive.
“Not all submissives enjoy impact play, sweet girl. Some like to be dominated in other ways. One way a person can submit is as a Little. It takes a lot of courage and trust to let a Daddy take care of you in every way, especially when you’re really Little.” He kisses me briefly on the mouth.
I lick my lips, tasting myself on them. It’s strange and oddly heady. Naughty. “You’re really not going to spank me?” I shudder. The idea makes me feel kind of sick.
“Never. I will have rules, Little one, and you will test me and break them, but I won’t punish you with impact play.”
“How will you punish me?” My voice shakes. I tense at the thought of being punished.
He lowers over me farther, cradling me without putting too much weight on me. “We’ll figure that out together. We’ll find a way that doesn’t trigger you and make you feel anything like how you’ve felt in your childhood home.”
“I’ll be good,” I tell him. “I promise. I won’t do naughty things.”
He gives me an odd smile. “You can’t be good all the time, Little one. That’s no fun at all. Being in an age-play relationship is something we both have to agree on. I would never do anything to you without your permission.”
My brow furrows. I’m not understanding.
“You’ve heard people talk about play at the club being safe, sane, and consensual, right?”
I nod. I’ve heard that term many times. I don’t really know what it means.
“It means we will never do anything that will put you in danger, not physical or emotional danger. It means you need to always be in an unaltered state of mind. If you go to the island with me, you will live as my Little girl full-time. Neither of us willdrink alcohol because it’s not possible to consent to our kind of play if either party is drunk.”
I smirk.
He frowns. “What’s that look for?”
“My father drinks. I’ve never tried alcohol. He’s very mean when he drinks. Worse than when he’s not drinking.”
Daddy kisses me again. “I’m so sorry, Little one. I will never drink. I promise.”
I inhale deeply. That makes me feel better.
“And the last part of that rule is consensual. That means you have to agree to let me dominate you. Let me Daddy you. If you go to the island with me, you have to agree to submit to me in all ways.”
“All the time…” I reiterate.
He nods. “Sometimes Littles get to the island and realize they can’t submit that deeply or all the time. In that case, they return to the mainland. Some Littles prefer to only practice their kink a few hours a day or a week. Some can remain fully regressed long enough to have a vacation at Littleworld and then go back home. We won’t know how deeply you’ll want to submit to me until we try it out.”
“You’re the bestest Daddy I’ve ever met. I’ll be good so you won’t have to punish me.”
He chuckles. “I think I know the perfect way I can discipline you without triggering you.”
“How’s that?”
He wiggles his brows. “I’m not going to tell you right now, but I promise you will like it.”
I scrunch up my face. “How can it be punishment if I like it?”
He laughs. “Oh, sweet, sweet girl… Littles who get spanked do so because they like it. Surely you’ve noticed that at the Dungeon. Your friend Amelia likes to be spanked.” He lifts a brow.
He’s right. I’ve noticed she does. She sets up a time to do a scene with a Daddy and then pretends to be naughty so he spanks her. I’ve never understood that.
