Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
I’m suddenly more nervous than ever. Can I do this? I look around. Most of the other Littles getting off with their caregivers are dressed exactly the same as me. None of them seem to care. No one is looking at me.
“Ready?” Daddy asks against my ear.
“No,” I tell him.
“Okay. Let’s let everyone else get off first. How’s that?”
I nod. It will give me some time to wrap my head around this development. I shift my attention to something even more daunting though. “Are we really going to the doctor first?”
“Yes, Little bunny. I want the clinic to get you in the system and start a chart. The doctor will do a full physical. I don’t like that it’s been so long since you’ve seen a doctor. You need regular checkups.”
“Like yearly,” I tell him.
He smiles. “We’re a bit more careful with health on this island, Petra. Every few weeks at first. Monthly after that.”
I gasp. My jaw falls open. “But I’m not sick.”
He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to his body. “Regular checkups keep Little girls from getting sick. Plus, we need to make a birth control plan just in case you decide you want me to fill that sweet pussy with more than my fingers and my tongue one day.”
My eyes bug out. “I already wanted that today. You’re the one who stopped.” The words rush out before I can stop them. I wish I could take them back.
He kisses me on the lips. “All the more reason. We’ll see what the doctor recommends.”
I sigh. He’s right about that part. I do need birth control, and it’s my own fault I’m not already using some form. In my defense, I haven’t been actively looking for a partner, nor have I been sexually active. I certainly hadn’t expected to find a Daddy. I’ve never fallen in love before. I didn’t know I was capable of it.
Am I? In love? The idea shocks me. It’s too soon to think like that. I’m certainly in lust. My body is alive for the first time. As I stand here, leaning my weight against Elijah, his hands are everywhere, roaming my back, my neck, my thighs. He pats my covered bottom. It’s like he can’t stop touching me, and I like it.
I’ve considered myself rather asexual for years. I’ve never once been so interested in another human being—male or female—that I’ve wanted to spend all my time with them. The thought of actually spending the summer in someone’s home would have seemed preposterous a few weeks ago. And yet, here I am.
“We should get off the ferry now, Little bunny, unless you want to ride it back and forth from the island to the mainland all day.”
I giggle. “That doesn’t sound so bad. The weather is amazing. The scenery is beautiful. Plus, I feel like I’m in nowhere land on this ferry. I’m not the person I was on the mainland, but I’m also not the new person I’ve never met who’s about to embark on a very scary journey. I’m in limbo. When we get off, I have to face my new reality.”
He cups my cheek and holds my gaze. “You’re an amazing woman, Petra. I love when you share your deep thoughts with me like that. I want you to know that I will be with you every step of the way. You will not be alone. When you’re nervous, I will hold you. When you have concerns, I will listen.”
“What happens when I’m naughty,” I challenge, making sure he remembers I’m not interested in being spanked.
“When you’re naughty, I will discipline you, Little bunny. You’ll want me to. You’ll see.”
I frown. “Why would I want you to discipline me?”
He shrugs. “I don’t know. I’ve never been inside the head of a Little, but I know it’s a very common craving Littles have. Maybe you can explore that with a therapist.”
I sigh. He’s mentioned therapy a few times. I’m not sure I’m willing to go, but maybe he’s right. Maybe I need someone to talk to who will help me work through my fears so I can sleep better. Then again, my sleeping habits have already improved since I made the decision to embark on this journey.
“We’ll see how you feel on the island, Baby girl. It’s possible the fresh air and relaxation will cure you.”
“You think so?” I ask hopefully.
“It’s possible.” Daddy rises and takes my hand.
I grip him tightly and stay close to his side as we disembark. My suitcase waits for us when we step off. It’s the last one. We’re the last people to leave the ferry.
Daddy leads me toward a parking lot filled with golf carts.
I glance up at him. “You don’t have cars?”
“Nope. There isn’t a single car on the island. Only electric golf carts. It’s very quiet and peaceful here. The air is clean. The food is clean. You’ll feel like a million bucks in less than a day.”