My mouth falls open as I stare at him. “I’m wet!” I raise my voice, not caring.
His eyes narrow on me, and he stops walking. “You do not talk to me like that, Little companion.”
“Stop calling me Little companion. I’m not your companion. You aren’t my Daddy either!” I rebut.
Before I know what is happening, I’m hanging over his muscular arm, my bottom in the air, and my head pointing to the ground. Several swats land on my bottom, making me yell out in pain and shock.
“No!” I scream.
“Quiet, Little companion.” He swats my bottom several more times.
Tears pool in my eyes as I suck in a breath. “My name is Adryn, not Little companion!”
After several more swats to my bottom, he pulls me up to his chest and holds me close, rubbing my back as I continue to cry.
“Owie,” I mumble as my bottom rests on his forearm. I try to move, but he keeps me in place.
“Keep still,” he grumbles. “I don’t want to drop you.”
“I don’t want to be in your arms,” I lie.
It’s like something has shifted inside of me. I want to be as close to him as possible. I want to bury myself in his arms, crawl under his skin, and be part of him.
Daddy hums, a knowing smile on his face. “I think you are lying. Do you know what happens to Little companions who lie?”
I shake my head, gazing at him, waiting for him to tell me.
“They get punished,” he whispers, his face mere inches away from mine.
TWO
My mouth falls open as I look at him. Punished?
“I think you will get used to punishments, Little companion,” he purrs. “Don’t worry, Daddy is okay with that. It just means I get to look at your bottom more and touch your bottom more.”
I clench my cheeks and try to move my hands to cover it, but Daddy is quicker.
His hand touches my bottom, and I moan as pleasure courses through me. “I think you are going to like me touching you,” he whispers in my ear, nipping at the tip. “I think, deep down, you are going to like it so much I’m going to have to find a different way to punish you, Little companion.”
“I’m not your Little companion! My name is Adryn,” I yell, my focus staying on his name for me.
There is no way I’m going to give him the satisfaction of knowing he is probably right. Being so close to him, having him touch my bottom is a different kind of torture. I feel myself growing wet in places I don’t think I should. Not with this alien.
“I am your owner. If I want to call you Little companion, then I will. If I want to call you by your given name, then I will, but right now, I don’t feel like it,” he states. “Now, be good for Daddy while I change you and give you pleasure.”
My eyes go wide as I stare at him. “Change me?” My voice squeaks. “I… Bring me pleasure?”
My brain is running in circles, trying to figure out what he means. He can’t really think he is going to give me pleasure, can he?
“Yes, I will change you into a diaper after I clean you up. But before I put the diaper on you, I will be pleasuring you for being a good girl during the clean-up,” he says like nothing is wrong and starts to walk again.
“Diaper?” My voice goes higher.
“Yes, you will wear a diaper until I tell you that you won’t anymore,” he replies. “It could be a while or it could be a short time, but I will make that decision. I will always make those decisions, no matter what.”
“I am an adult!” I shout, anger rolling through me. “I can make my own decisions. I have for a while now!”
Sure, those decisions were guided by the rules on the spaceship, but he didn’t need to know that.
