by Rachel Burns
“What’s wrong, Amelia?” His strict tone again.
I hung my head. “Did my father tell you how he expected me to survive?” He didn’t answer so I clarified. “That day in his office? When he told me to leave. I mean, if you hadn’t taken me in?”
“No, he didn’t. Please don’t worry about that. He even loves you deep down. He just didn’t know how to take care of you. My brother knew your mother. He told me you look a lot like her. Maybe that was the reason why he didn’t like you. It probably hurt him just to look at you. He was at the wedding. Off to the side so you wouldn’t see him. He even talked to the pastor beforehand. But please don’t think that because he was there that he’ll take you in and be good to you. It isn’t in him.”
“I get to stay with you right? Forever? Even when I’m old and gray?” A new worry popped into my head. If he wanted me as his little girl, and I’d definitely be getting older, what would happen then?
“Forever, I promise.” He was grinning at me like I was very dear to him.
“Have you ever been married before?” I blurted out.
“No, of course not. I’m not that old. You’re my first, one, and only little girl.”
He grabbed me by my feet and pulled me to the edge of the bed. I laid my plate down next to me.
I felt one of his fingers inside of me. He was playing with me down there, getting me ready for him again. I was embarrassingly quick to my readiness.
He drove into me and continued thrusting. I was a little sore, but there was no more pain. Again I didn’t know what to do with my hands. I grabbed at his hair as he rode into me. I gasped in my pleasure.
When my pleasure was at its highest, I screamed out, ‘Daddy.’ It had come without thinking. It made him climax too.
We made love all day and night. We talked and slept and ate in between. He told me about the school he was thinking about sending me to. I was unsure. I wasn’t the popular type.
He laughed. “Trust me, you just have to tell people your last name, and they’ll like you. Money makes people popular.”
“You don’t think that’s why I married you? Do you Daddy?” The word ‘Daddy’ was flowing so easily from my lips in the meantime that it kind of scared me.
Had my subconscious realized what was going on and accepted the situation?
Did I want a relationship like this too?
I liked the idea of not having to worry about everyday things. The idea of having someone, who wanted to take care of me, was so tempting.
“No, I know better than that. You were in a bad situation, but I know I make you feel safe. I really do want to protect you from the world. But you’re prideful too. If you hadn’t wanted me too, you’d have taken off. I’m even still scared that you might not be here one day when I come home.”
“Where would I go, Daddy?” I shrugged my shoulders. “You’re the only one I know in the world.”
“I’ll be so good to you that you’ll never want to leave me ever. I’ll simply never give my little girl reason to go.” He smiled and pulled me onto his lap.
I leaned into his strong chest, and he wrapped his arms around me. “This is the safest place in the whole world. I like being on your lap and in your arms.”
Chapter 8 – Liar, Liar Pants on Fire
Brian could hardly believe how happily married he was. Amelia had told him that she liked him, and that she didn’t want to leave him.
She wanted the thing that he desired the most too; she wanted to sit on his lap and be hugged by him. She felt safe with him. It was what he wanted most in this world.
His little girl liked him. He couldn’t wipe the constant grin from his face.
On Wednesday evening he visited Nanny Prim.
“She’s perfect, a little angel. I can’t imagine what I did to deserve her.” Brian couldn’t help but praise his lovely wife.
“I’m so glad for you, sir.” Nanny Prim was pleased to see her employer so happy.
“Be very good to her tomorrow. She was so well behaved. I hate that I have to go, but my patients need me too. And I have matters that need my attention. I wish I could stay with her.”
“I’ll take very good care of her. You really have nothing to worry about, sir.”
Brian nodded and returned to his room. He stared at Amelia sleeping in his bed. He needed her to need him, completely.
He carefully lifted the blankets and cuddled in close to his young bride. As he laid his arm around her, he prayed that she’d still be here when he came home from work tomorrow.
Then he fell asleep.
He was no longer alone in this world.
***
On Thursday morning he woke me with a kiss and told me he had to go back to work today. “Sleep as long as you like, princess. You earned it. When you want to get up, call Nanny. I left the door to your room open. I’m going to miss you, sweetheart.” He wanted to leave, but I grabbed his tie, making him smile.
“Just one more day, Daddy, please.” I looked into his nice and warm brown eyes. He looked like he was giving in. I smiled brightly at him.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but I have appointments that I can’t cancel. I have to make up for the last three days so I’ll even be coming home late.”
Tears sprang to my eyes, and my mouth dropped open. “So long?”
“I promise I’ll think about you all day.” He slid his tie out of my hands. “You don’t have to worry. I’ll be back, sweetheart.” He kissed me passionately before he left, leaving me breathless.
I was now too awake to sleep. I got up and went to my room. I hadn’t been in here since the wedding. His room was big and comfortable, but without him in it, there wasn’t anything to do. I blushed to myself.
I knocked on Nanny’s door. I was standing there completely naked. That would have embarrassed me to death a week ago, but now I was used to it. The last piece of clothing I’d worn was my wedding dress.
The door opened right up, and Nanny came in. She looked me over quick before she let some water into the bathtub. I could tell she had questions that she wanted to ask, but it wasn’t appropriate to ask.
She helped me into the tub and cleaned me up. The warm water was making me sleepy again.
Lovingly, she washed my hair. She seemed pleased that I was letting her do what she wanted with me. She asked me to stand up, and I did. The water ran down my body.
Nanny helped me dry off. I felt like Cleopatra. She rubbed cream into my skin, and then she picked out an outfit for me.
Nanny took me down to breakfast. We ate, and she told me that she wanted me to start in with our homeschooling today. I nodded. I liked the idea of having something to do when he was out.
“Nanny, I have one worry.”
“Yes, Amelia?”
“Homework and studying, when am I supposed to do that?” I’d studied every waking minute at school. I’d hoped that my father would think that I was something special, worth being proud of.
“You’ll have lessons in the morning and a couple of hours in the afternoon. You’ll have enough time to study, and you probably won’t have homework. I realize that when your Daddy is at home that you won’t have time to study. You’ll be starting piano lessons soon too. I’ll remove something from your program so you don’t feel any pressure. We just haven’t found anyone yet.”
I nodded at her. “Daddy said that he’d be coming home late tonight. I don’t know how late, but we have a lot of time today. I’d like to read a couple more chapters in my book. I’ve been waiting so long to see how it ends.”
“I’ll find time for personal reading. In fact, I have an order form from the bookstore. We can look through it after breakfast, and you can choose whatever you want. Your Daddy is very generous with you.”
I smiled and looked down. Daddy also enjoyed telling me that I could have whatever I wanted. He’d have the last word with everything, but he didn’t want me to be shy with my requests. He’d said that part of the fun of having a little girl is spoi
ling her.
Daddy was very interested in everything that had to do with me. It was his responsibility to take care of his little girl, and he took that very seriously. I also knew that the books that I’d pick out would have to be approved by him.
Finally, someone had taken interest in me, and if that came with a bit of limitations, then that wasn’t a problem for me.
Nanny wanted to start with Math.
I was having difficulties just staying awake now. When we were finished, Nanny was asking about the capitals of the world. She had flash cards with the countries’ flags on them. She wanted me to learn them.
When she left, I started in memorizing.
It was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes open. My head started drooping down. I laid my head down on the desk.
“Amelia, I want you to go to bed.”
I heard Nanny’s voice and looked up.
“Bedtime, Amelia.”
“Yes, Nanny.” I went willingly to bed. Nanny changed me into my pajamas and tucked me in. She drew the curtains and left. She was smirking the whole time.
Nanny and I were waiting for Daddy to come home. He’d called Nanny and told her he’d be late for supper. My foot had started tapping on the floor.
“Amelia, you may not. Sit up straight and wait patiently,” she scolded.
“Yes, Nanny. I’m sorry.”
He came in at that moment.
“Hello, Daddy,” I beamed at him. He came over to my spot and kissed my cheek. He looked really happy to see me.
“So ladies, how was your day?” He sat and laid his napkin on his lap, and the servants brought in our food.
“Amelia didn’t sleep in like you wanted. She wanted to learn with me instead. She held out for a couple of hours, but then she fell asleep at her desk.” Nanny was snickering.
I blushed.
Daddy laughed, “Nanny, how should I be picturing that?” He talked to her, but he was looking at me.
“She honestly laid her head down and was fast asleep. The cards that she was studying were piled into little piles around her head. Amelia what did the different piles mean?” Nanny asked.
“There was a pile for the flags I knew. There was a pile that I got wrong every time and ones that were so similar that I made an iffy pile.”
That amused them again. “Nanny, our little girl knows how to get things done.” Daddy looked very proud of me.
“I know them all now, and I got to read further in my book.” I informed him.
“You learned all the flags of the world today?” he asked Nanny.
“Yes, she did. She got them all right. We also learned Math and History and a bit of English Grammar. Tomorrow we’ll have your first normal day of school.”
I nodded. I wanted to have a normal day to see what they were like.
Daddy looked very happy with me. After we finished eating, he grabbed my hand and took me upstairs with him. I guessed Nanny would have all of her evenings off from now on.
He closed the door and started undressing me.
I too started unbuttoning his shirt, and I tried to undo his tie, but it only got tighter.
“Let Daddy do that himself.” His hands went to his throat, loosening his tie and opening it.
“I’m sorry, Daddy.” I went to work removing my clothes.
“Daddy will help his little girl undress too. Go sit on the bed, sweetheart. Daddy will be right there.” He went to the chair. He carefully removed his jacket and then sat down and took off his shoes. Everything he took off he folded and set aside. When he was naked, he came to me and sat down next to me. He kissed me for a while. Then he removed my dress over my head. He said, ‘so big.’ I had to raise my arms up high so it would slide up over me. He removed my bra then.
“Lean back and lift your cute little bottom up for Daddy.”
I did as he told me.
Daddy removed my underwear, and then we were both naked. He rubbed his hands all over me, and I loved it. He made me feel so pretty. When I was ready, he plunged into me, taking me roughly, something that I liked in the meantime.
He had his hands under my hips and pulled me towards him each time he thrust into me. I was moaning and enjoying his attention.
It was over all too soon. My heart raced, and he panted in my ear about how much he missed me today. He was very tired. Days of lovemaking and work today had left him tired.
I was wide-awake having had a four-hour nap today. “Daddy? I slept so much already today. May I go in my room and read for a bit? I’m so close to the end of the book, please Daddy,” I begged as prettily as I could.
He laughed at me as he usually did. “I don’t know. I already came home so late. It’s already after your bedtime.”
“Please Daddy.”
“The problem is if you don’t sleep, you’ll end up with a feeling like you have jet lag. You won’t be able to get up tomorrow morning, sweetheart,” he explained.
“Please Daddy, I’m just not tired yet. After a chapter, I’d go to sleep I promise. I’d tip toe back into your bed so I wouldn’t wake you, please.”
“Go get your book and show it to me.” I raced off to my room and retrieved the book for him. He found the page I was on and paged forward to where the chapter stopped. “You may read to the end of this chapter, but then I want you to come back to Daddy in bed.”
I clapped my hands because I was so excited. I was acting like a little girl. This was making up for what I’d missed out on as a child.
“But first, I need to wash you up and get you into your pajamas. You’ll be too cold without Daddy otherwise.”
Daddy took me by the hand to the bathroom, and we showered together. Afterwards, he dried me off and brought me to my closet. He was still naked as he opened the right drawer for my pajamas, and he got me dressed in them.
I was impressed that he knew where my things were.
He tucked me into my bed and gave me my book. “Are you warm enough?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I smiled at him. He loved me so much. I had it really good with him.
“Just to the end of the chapter, and then I want you to sleep.”
“Yes, Daddy. Thank you.”
He kissed me on my cheek and got up to leave. I watched him go. He was still naked and so pleasing to the eye.
I started reading. I was at the best part. I quickly read to the end of the chapter, but I just had to know how it continued. Besides, he’d never know. He was sound asleep.
I read the next page and then the next. The story got better and better.
I was only a few pages from the very end of the book when someone pulled it out of my hands. It was Daddy, and he sure looked mad. He looked at the book and then snapped it shut.
“We had an agreement.”
“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t put it down.”
He looked at me like I’d slapped him.
He sat down on the bed. “I want you to go to the bathroom and then come back and sit down next to me.” He’d sounded so sad as he said it.
I quietly did as he said. When I sat down next to him, he sighed loudly.
“Stand up, please.”
I did. He lifted the hem of my pajamas up. “Sit down again.” I did. “Raise your arms up.” I did, and he lifted my pajamas over my head.
“Amelia, I’m very disappointed in you. We had an agreement. You begged for permission, and you knew that I didn’t want you up this late. And then you abused the trust I placed in you to stop as we agreed. I’m very mad at you right now.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I won’t do it again.”
“You give me your word?”
“Yes Daddy, I do.”
“The problem is you gave me your word before already. It wasn’t worth much. You read fifty pages more than we agreed on. I’m going to spank you for each page that you lied about. Come over my knees.”
Was he serious? I looked into his eyes. There was no playfulness there. He meant it. “No Daddy, please no.” I pushed away
from him.
He placed a hand on my back and pushed me down over his knees.
“Please, Daddy, no. I’ll be good. I promise.”
“Amelia, it’s enough.” He gave me the first smack.
I already had tears in my eyes.
“I want you to settle down now. You weren’t good, and you’ll be punished.” He scolded so firmly, and he pulled me closer to him as he spoke.
I was shaking and shivering already.
“Once you settle down, I’ll begin.”
“But you already did begin,” I protested. I’d never be able to survive fifty of those.
He answered that with another smack. “Lie still!”
“Yes, Daddy,” I sobbed
“Now when your Daddy has to spank you, he doesn’t want to see your hands back here. Can you handle that or should Daddy hold your hand out of the way?”
“I don’t know?” I wasn’t at all sure. My backside was already throbbing, and he hadn’t even started in his opinion yet. “Please reconsider.” My voice shook in fear as I quietly begged.
“Give me your right hand back.” I could tell by his tone that he was losing his patience.
I slowly moved my hand behind my back. He took it and held it low. I was relieved about that. I thought he’d hurt my arm too.
“Good girl. We can begin now.”
I was crying already. I didn’t see the point of this.
His hand came down, and my back arched up. The noise of the smack was terrible too. Nine more rained down on my bottom in the exact same spot. They all hit my left cheek. I was biting into the blanket so I wouldn’t scream out.
Then he did the same with my right cheek. My feet were already kicking. I couldn’t stop them.
My bottom was burning, and it was a terrible burn. I was trying so hard to escape from them.
The next set of ten came down in the middle hitting both already abused cheeks. I was screaming so loud into the blanket that I could be heard plainly even though I could hardly breathe.
He repositioned me then, my bottom was higher than before. He hit me ten times very low on my bottom. I was very sensitive there, and it hurt the worst of all of them.