I’m anxious for the next part of our evening. It better include nudity or I’ll lose my mind.
Finally, he lifts me out of the highchair. He even sets me on my feet again. He guides me to the living room and sits before releasing me. “Take a step back, Little pet.”
I’m surprised and leery as I obey him.
He lets his gaze roam up and down my body. “You’re so pretty,” he says softly. “It’s strange seeing you standing, and the dress makes you look very different from your other outfits.”
“I haven’t had pretty clothes in so long, I don’t remember them. Thank you for the dress. I love it.”
Daddy’s smile lights up the room, and he inhales deeply as his gaze lowers to my chest. “Do you know what I love?” His tone is deep and sexy.
I start panting and shake my head.
“I love that your dress doesn’t hide your little nipples. I love that they’re hard for me and that your pussy is weeping.”
Boldly lowering my gaze to his crotch, I say, “I love that when my pussy leaks, the front of your pants bulges.”
“I love the way you moan when I touch you.”
I grin. “I love the wayyoumoan when you touch me.” There is some distance between us. It’s unusual. We’re nearly always touching. Even when I’m in my kennel, Daddy keeps me so close that he can reach through the slats and pet me. When I’m leashed, I’m often butted up against him.
Right now, I’m experiencing more freedom than I have since I arrived. I’m standing on my own. I’m wearing a collar, and I always will be, but I’m not leashed. I’m not following commands.
I’m still close enough that I could leap into Daddy’s arms in a heartbeat. This distance is kind of thrilling, but it’s making me crave his touch.
Daddy rubs his hands together. “I see a benefit to putting clothes on you.”
I cock my head, wondering what he’s going to say next.
“I get to peel them off and reveal your delectable body all over again.”
My smile grows. I like this plan.
“The pucker of your naked nipples makes my mouth water every day, but seeing those hard little points through your dress is making my cock harder than ever.”
My face flushes. I’m so horny that I’m starting to wobble.
Daddy stands and holds out a hand. “Come. I have one more surprise for you.”
Giddy, I take his hand and let him walk me through the apartment and into the bathroom. He releases me in the middle of the room and turns to open the small closet.
My hands fly to my mouth as he pulls out what I immediately recognize as a portable toilet. It’s the kind of thing human toddlers would train on. It’s just my size, and I think I’m going to cry.
Daddy sets it against the wall near the much larger toilet he uses. “What do you think, Little pet?”
I wipe away the tears that have gathered. “Thank you so much, Daddy.”
He squats in front of me and cups my face. “Baby steps, remember? Don’t give Daddy heart palpitations. None of this means you get to wear dresses, walk all around the house, eat from a plate, or use the potty every day. You’re still my pet. I’m still getting used to you being far more intelligent than expected. And no matter how much time passes, I’ll always be more interested in your health and safety than in appeasing your desire to have independence. Part of ensuring you stay safe will mean disciplining you when you’re argumentative on that topic. If you badger me, your bottom will be red and painful on a regular basis. I will punish you because I love you. Do you understand?”
I throw my arms around him and hug him as tight as I can, wincing slightly when I bonk my sore nose against his neck. “I love you, too, Daddy.”
After a long embrace, he pushes me back. “Now, let me peel this dress off your sexy body and remove that diaper so you can try out this potty.”
I’m irrationally excited about using a toilet, and I lift my arms so Daddy can undress me.
He stares down at my breasts. “Yes, removing your clothes is a treat.”
I giggle.
