I sit up straighter and clap my hands together when Anthony pulls two candied apples out of a brown bag I hadn’t noticed. They must have bought them from a vendor while we were playing.
My mouth is watering as Daddy opens mine and hands it to me. “Your tummy will get upset if you eat this entire thing at one time. Go easy. You can save some of it for later.”
“I didn’t even know they had candied anything here,” Anabel says.
Anthony chuckles. “The candy coating is sugar free, baby girl. And apples are good for you.”
I bite into mine and moan around the flavor. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven after a formula-only diet. The candy coating runs down my chin, and Daddy has to wipe my face and hands when I’ve finally had enough. I couldn’t have eaten the entire thing anyway.
“Now you girls have two choices,” Anthony says to us.
We glance at each other and then eagerly at him, wondering what he’s planning.
“We can either call it a day and go back home for naptime, or you can drink your noon bottles here and nap on the blanket so we can stay longer this afternoon.”
We look at each other again, smiling. “Here,” we both say at the same time.
Anthony laughs. “Thought you might say that.” He pulls a bottle out of his diaper bag while Daddy pulls one out of his backpack.
We both lie back and start sucking.
It’s weird though. I feel extraordinarily exposed. We’re outside. I’m basically naked. I don’t even have on a T-shirt. Not only have I slept warm and snuggled in my crib for two weeks, but I haven’t slept without restraints for that long either.
I realize I’m holding my bottle in my mouth but not sucking. Anabel is half done with hers and drifting off. I start to panic and glance at Daddy.
He sees my distress in my eyes and rises from where he’s sitting. After rummaging in the backpack, he pulls something out and comes to my side of the blanket. As he sits next to me, I see he has two wrist cuffs in his hand. He takes my bottle and sets it aside before attaching my wrists to the cuffs. He lifts my bottom off the blanket and slides a strap under me.
I’m still confused, but I relax when he attaches both cuffs to the strap. It’s just long enough to give me the same sense of restraint I have in my crib.
Daddy smiles down at me and holds my bottle to my lips. “Drink the rest, baby girl. Daddy will be right here when you wake up.”
I stare into his eyes while I suck the nipple, relaxing as the formula fills my tummy. When I start to drift off, Daddy pinches my nipple like he always does to keep me alert. I arch my chest toward him and moan at the shock and the pleasure, then I resume suckling.
When I wake up, Anabel is sitting up on the blanket playing with a doll. She glances at me when I whimper as I come awake. I realize my arms are still trapped to my sides as I start to lift one.
“I hope I didn’t wake you,” Anabel says. “I was trying to be quiet.”
I shake my head. “You didn’t.”
Daddy comes to my side and sits next to me, his palm on my belly. “Do you feel better, baby girl?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He rubs my tummy, making no move to detach my wrists. I know why. He’s not going to release me until I fill my diaper. I do so immediately. I’ve peed myself with Anabel before. So has she. I’m over it.
“Good girl,” he says as he leans down to kiss me.
I’m not even embarrassed as he removes my diaper. He wipes off my sensitive skin and leaves me naked on the blanket while he detaches my arms and puts the restraints away. I’m so grateful he thought to arrange something like that. I don’t think I could have fallen asleep without the cuffs. They’ve become part of my routine.
“Roll over so I can see your bottom, baby girl.”
I do as I’m told, and Daddy palms me in several places. I know he’s checking to see how I’m doing after the spanking. He has always done this. It’s not unusual. He finally pats me on the tush. “Still pink. I swatted you hard.”
He rises, helps me to stand, and then he cups my chin and tips my head back. “You’ll think twice about disobeying me after spending a day with that sore bottom, won’t you?”
I nod. “Yes, Sir.” My bottom still stings, Partly from the sunscreen.
After getting a new swim diaper, we head for another side of the park and spend two more hours on water slides and in the wave pool. It’s exhilarating. The best day ever.
