Page 36 of Melody’s Little Secret

Melody

Boz picked up dinner as he promised and grabbed something out of his car while I waited in the parking lot. It left me time to myself thinking about some of the things bothering me. He cut through a lot of my worries with ease, but I still held lingering doubts in regard to our relationship. It wasn’t because he had done anything wrong, but I was honestly so used to doing everything by myself, that it had been so long since I had allowed anyone at all to take care of me. I was fiercely independent because I had to be, but it was even more than that. I hadn’t let anyone see my vulnerabilities, my Little side, other kinks and fantasies in a long,longtime. Boz seemed to crash through all of the walls I’d built up around my heart like the Kool-Aid man, but in the best way possible. I was so close to becoming well-rounded again. With his gentle assurances, plus his rules and guidelines, I’d be living my best life in no time. With Boz by my side and Laney as my baking partner I’d be unstoppable.Partner. I tested the thought out in my head a few times. She really shined when I let her experiment in the kitchen. I didn’t want to put any pressure on her but that’s where I saw our business going.Our. That thought alone brought a deep, profound sense of giddiness. One I’d nevereverfelt before, even in the comfort of Boz’s arms.

Once Laney got settled on her feet and our business took off, we were going to do this together. I couldn’t wait to tell Boz everything that I’d just come to a conclusion about, but he had a different agenda in mind. One that involved getting me a release. Pushing away the business ideas and clever marketing plans that Laney and I could implement, I dutifully followed him from the restaurant and all the way to my apartment. I was wrapped up in my head for more than one reason, so other than occasionally answering his questions, I stayed silent.

“You haven’t said much,dulcita. Did I do or say something to upset you?”

“No, Daddy. I was just thinking about some cool future stuff, I’m not ready to share yet, but it involves both Laney and I and the bakery.”

“All right. When you’re ready to tell me about it, I’m happy to hear it.” Boz pulled the containers out of the carry out bags to put the food into the fridge, but I touched his arm.

“Can we eat first?” My mouth watered. “The pasta smells so good! I’m suddenly really hungry.”

“Yes,dulcita, as long as this isn’t a trick to postpone your spanking.”

“No, Daddy! I promise.” I crossed my heart with my finger. “I think I could eat a whole buffet of your delicious meals.”

“Silly little thing. Let’s eat.”

Bosco

Watching Melody push the food around her plate for the dozenth time, I finally tapped my finger on the table. “Is the meal not good,dulcita?” I’d been hungrier than I realized and finished my own food way faster than normal. It had been a busy day and I had only managed to grab a couple of bites of food here and there.

Running the restaurant by myself and coordinating the installation of the tub on top of Melody’s meltdown had me juggling more tasks than usual. There were a lot of hungry residents and friends to feed in the wake of the catastrophe. Our delivery time soared but somehow no one minded, and everything was handled as quickly as possible. Waiting patiently for my girl’s answer, I lifted an eyebrow.

“Oh. It’s delicious, Daddy.”

“Then why have you stopped eating?”

“I feel like I’ve got a lead ball in my tummy.” She squirmed in her seat and my Daddy instinct wanted to scoop her into my arms and help her feel better. Unfortunately, that would have to wait. She had some much more pressing needs at the moment.

“All right, my little Powerpuff. Let’s take care of that so you’re feeling better by the time Zio and Laney return.”

“They should have been home hours ago!” She set her fork down and stood up. “I’m getting worried. Laney didn’t respond to my last two texts.”

“I know, her phone died. I’ve heard from Zio, and he has assured me that they are fine,dulcita. The emergency vehicles are taking up a lot of space to handle the fire and there aren’t too many ways into and out of town. It’s caused a ton of traffic. But Zio will get them both home safely, I promise.”

“Yes, Daddy. I trust you. I just hate today.”

“No more worrying, little girl.” Pushing the chair out, I stood up and lifted her into my arms.

“My knees are fine now, you know. Are you ever gonna stop picking me up all the time!?”

“Nope.” I didn’t elaborate and instead carried her all the way into her bedroom. “Where’s the bag I left in your room, Melody?” I’d dropped it beside her bed earlier and now it was gone. It was essentially a laptop bag, more than a few implements were housed inside of it, as well as some extras. She said nothing as I placed her gently on the bed. “Hiding Daddy’s toy bag is a punishable offense all on its own,monella.”

“I peeked inside of it, Daddy, and uh, then it just went walking off all by itself.”

“One.” I held up a finger. She was already so desperate for a spanking, but if she wanted to test my Daddy muscles, I’d flex them back at her.

“Okay, okay it didn’twalkaway, but I’m pretty sure it’s playing hide and seek with you.”

“Two,” I nearly growled.

“It’s in my closet. I’m sorry, Daddy, but there are some scary looking paddles in there.”

“We’ve discussed limits and you always have your safeword. Do not touch Daddy’s bag again unless I ask you to get it for me.” I retrieved the bag from her closet, mildly surprised that it was right inside the door and not pushed into a far corner. Returning to the bed, I made a show out of selecting two different paddles. I plucked another item out of the bag, something I’d picked up that I was pretty sure Melody was not going to like at first, but she’d get used to it. A bright pink butt plug, small but thick. It was made out of silicone, flexible, and there was a cupcake painted on the flared base.

“I don’t need a treat for my ass, Daddy!” she protested, but the way her eyes dilated I could tell she was turned on by the idea of what was coming next.

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