“I’ve got you,” Daddy coos at me, running his hand up and down my back. “You’re okay to cry again.”
I shake my head and grab even tighter onto his shirt, trying to calm myself. I didn’t think I would get this emotional when he first talked to me again, and I could understand. I got upset when he held me and fed me, but nothing like this.
“I don’t think it was fair for you to turn off my translator in the office,” I whisper, afraid he is going to explode.
But Daddy continues to run his hand up and down my back while he pats my bottom with his other hand.
“It hurt my feelings,” I mumble. “You didn’t trust me. I was angry that after having a semi-good week together, you would just turn it off.”
“I am Daddy and can turn it off if I want to. You may not like it in the moment, but I’m doing it to protect you,” he calmly explains. “I don’t like turning it off, but it was necessary since we were talking about something you couldn’t know. Something that you need to have clearance for, and you don’t have it.”
“I’m not Venkorian or know anything about this planet,” I point out.
What am I going to do with the information? There is no way for me to talk to the girls on the space station or even Luna. What does he expect me to do with it? Tell it to some random Venkorian I never talk to?
“It doesn’t matter. There are things that you will never know when it comes to my work, and you have to be okay with that,” he states, like that’s the end of the conversation.
I open my mouth, but Daddy shakes his head.
“There is nothing you can do. There are things that you will never know. I won’t be able to tell you because it’s top secret and only certain people are aware. There is information on Venkoria that I don’t even know because I’m not cleared to, and I have to be okay with it,” Daddy explains.
Which is the same as it was on the space station. I didn’t know everything that was going on since I wasn’t privy to that kind of information. I don’t know why it’s bugging me so much. Maybe it’s because I have this connection with Daddy, and it’s a different dynamic here.
I’m less free, but at the same time I feel freer than I have since I can remember.
“I don’t know,” I mumble, looking at him unsure.
“There will be times that it is hard. There are times for me when I want to know, but I can’t. It’s not going to be easy, but we are going to work through it together.” Daddy smiles. “Do you think you can do that with me?”
I nod and look off to the side. As long as he knows I don’t like it, there isn’t much else I can do about it.
“But you won’t turn it off for any other reason?” I whisper, looking back at him. My heart rate speeds up as I wait for his response.
Daddy just gazes at me and doesn’t say anything. My heart sinks when I realize that he will. I don’t think I can handle him turning it off for no reason or as a punishment. It’s not going to be good for my mental health if he does it all the time. It’ll feel like it has the past couple of days.
“I don’t like it.” I raise my voice a tiny bit. “I don’t want it. I don’t ever want it.”
Daddy cups my face and gently rubs his thumb across my cheek.
“I don’t want it,” I whimper and lock eyes with him.
He sighs. “Then the only time we will do it is when I need to talk to someone about something you can’t listen to. I was going to do it as a form of punishment. I talked to Julan about it, but seeing you react this way, we aren’t going to do it.”
I slump into Daddy and take a deep breath. I didn’t realize how heavy it was lying on me, that I didn’t want him to turn it offagain. I don’t like not being in the know about things or if they are talking badly about me.
“You’re okay,” he whispers.
“Can anyone else turn it off or just you?” I ask.
“Just me. It needs my fingerprint and I’m the only one who has that.” He cracks a smile.
Nodding, I close my eyes and relax even more against him.Now I don’t have to worry about anyone else coming into Daddy’s office and trying to turn my translator off. Not that I would let them get close to my collar at all or even enough close to me, period.
“No male is going to come close to you without my permission. And even then, I don’t want them coming close to you.” Daddy rubs my back. “You are mine, and no one else’s.”
“So you’ll let a female get close to me?” I whisper.
Daddy gently pats my bottom and shakes his head. “You probably won’t see the females from Venkoria. They don’t like to leave their homes. We have males who get everything they need and drop it at the door.”
