She whimpered as she obeyed him. She felt so exposed, and it unnerved her, but she told herself it shouldn’t bother her. He’d seen every inch of her body. Who cared if he saw her again?
Pushing her legs open, he ran his palms up and down her inner thighs. His intimate touch made her arousal return full force. Suddenly her body was tingling from the memory of the last time she’d been naked beneath him.
He stared down at her intently and inhaled long and deep. “You’re horny again, Little one,” he pointed out.
Her flush deepened. Darn his amazing sense of smell.
Jayce leaned over and kissed her nipples one at a time, making her arch and squirm. How could she be this turned on?
“You need to finish emptying your bladder, Sienna, because after I remove this diaper, I’m going to clean you up, take your temperature, and then fuck your tight little pussy. I won’t be inclined to pause so you can go use the potty.”
He lifted one hand and pressed it against her tummy. Somehow he knew exactly where to push to make her acutely aware of her bladder, and he was right, it wasn’t empty.
She moaned when he pressed harder, drawing her knees up as she turned her head away from him. Didn’t he understand how humiliating this was? Twenty-year-old women did not pee themselves.
Except apparently several of her peers did. She hadn’t met any of them besides Amber, but she had no reason to doubt her Daddy. He wouldn’t lie to her. And what benefit would there bein telling her Khloe and a few others regularly wore diapers if it were a lie?
“Daddy…” she whined.
“I know it’s strange at first, but you’ll get used to it, Baby girl. You’ll see that it’s no big deal and learn to let me take care of you in every way. My job is to care for you, Sienna. You’re my perfect match, born to submit to me and let me see to your needs. Fate determined we would be together. Perhaps we’ve been destined for each other since long before either of us was born. She does not make mistakes.”
Jayce palpated her tummy, making it harder to hold back. The pressure was too much, and she held her breath and gave up the fight. It wasn’t a battle she would win anyway.
Daddy leaned closer and brushed a lock of hair from her face. “Good girl.” Without another word, he opened her diaper, cleaned her up, and rolled her to one side. This time he held her cheeks apart himself as he slid the thermometer into her. He also kept her bottom spread open and exposed the entire time. She was certain that wasn’t necessary, which meant he did so to make a point. No part of her was off limits to his gaze.
When the thermometer was gone, she breathed a sigh of relief, but it was short-lived because he immediately set one hand on her hip to steady her, using the other hand to rub something slippery on her puckered hole.
“Relax your bottom, Sienna,” he demanded in a firm, steady voice.
She tried, but instinct told her to clench. What was he doing?
“Sienna…” he reprimanded.
She whimpered. Her pulse shot through the roof, partly because the sensation of having him rub that ring of muscles was so very dirty and wrong, but mostly because she was aware that it also felt good. Doubling her embarrassment was the fact thatshe couldn’t hide her arousal from him. She would never be able to. He could scent it.
Daddy continued to circle the tight ring of muscles, rubbing in the cream. Suddenly he pushed a finger into her bottom as deep as he could reach.
Sienna tried to buck out of his grip, but she was far too small to escape.
He held her hip firmly. “Relax,” he ordered.
She started panting, gripping the sheets with her fingertips. She didn’t like this. Not at all. Why was he touching herthere?
Somehow she managed to roll forward a bit, which only gave him more leverage.
Jayce released her hip and grabbed the back of her top thigh to push her leg up toward her chest.
Sienna gasped. Her pussy was wide open in this position, and he still had his finger in her butthole.
Daddy reached under her and cupped her pussy, stroking through the folds. He bent over to whisper in her ear, “Your cunt is soaked, Little one.” As he spoke, he eased his finger in and out of her bottom.
“Daddy…” she whined, mortified.
“Don’t fight it. The reason I’m fucking your tight little rectum with my finger is because you want me to. If you didn’t like it, I wouldn’t do it.”
She gasped. “I don’t like it, Daddy,” she complained. This whiny voice of hers was new and startling. She wouldn’t have dared whine in her childhood home. It wasn’t permitted. She’d been raised not to question her elders…or her mate. Her mother taught her to obey him always. But her mother had no idea what Sienna’s mate would ask of her.
Daddy eased a finger into her pussy. “Yes, you do, Little one,” he whispered as he rubbed the two fingers together through the thin barrier between them. “I can smell your need as it grows.There are millions of nerve endings inside your naughty bottom. You didn’t know how good it would feel for Daddy to stroke them, but now you do. Your body doesn’t lie.”
