A Little Training (15 page)

I
had to think about that. Had Ellie said something similar? About liking it,
being a little girl… I liked Daddy. I liked some things.
 
I like being bathed, being tucked in, or
just being held tight and hugged. But, there were things I hated. Like total
loss of control and dignity, not being able to go to the bathroom in privacy.
And being spanked, duh, that really sucked. I looked up when I realized he was
talking again. Thankfully he was not talking to me, but to Daddy. I had missed
a bit, I’m afraid.

“
Alivia
, stand up and take off your dress.” I heard Daddy
address me at the same time I was slid from Mr. Stevenson’s lap. I looked up at
Daddy in shock. He was already nodding. “Yes, take off your dress and obey Mr.
Stevenson.”

Why
were they doing this? What was Mr. Stevenson going to do? This was dreadful. I
knew it was going to be awful as soon as Daddy brought me with him and the
stranger to the office. I briefly thought again of running away but I knew I
wouldn’t get away. I would just be spanked again, and then whatever was going
to happen was going to happen. My fingers were shaking as I reached for the hem
of my soft cotton dress. It was a shame I had gotten used to its covering me at
all. If we were still walking around naked I wouldn’t miss the dress when it
was taken away. I tried to pretend it was nothing and whip it over my head, but
I felt the damp tears caught on the fabric of the front of the dress as it
wisped by my face.

“Good
girl,” I felt him tug my wrist. “Come here.” He pulled me over his jean clad
lap.

“No,
please.” He was going to spank me and I hadn’t done anything. I whimpered,
hating him instantly.

The
hand on my wrist fell free and moved to my back, where it began to rub softly.
The other hand found my bottom. I expected immediate smacks and pulled up in
surprised when his fingertips brushed right down, over my kitty to reach
between my legs. He pulled my legs apart and only smacked my thigh when I tried
to pull my legs back together.

“Don’t
move,
Alivia
.” He spread them more forcefully and
rubbed the inside of my thigh as if to praise me. Shame was building up in me
like steam in a tea kettle. I didn’t want to cry, but I was. Tears were falling
uselessly.
 
My business was wide
open for this stranger and the rest of the world to see.

I
felt his fingers brush over my soft lips again and wanted to scream out for him
to let me go. But, I bit my lip hard. I wouldn’t give in and give them the
satisfaction. He wasn’t timid by any means he slid a finger up and down my slit
once and then made for my opening. I wanted to squeeze him out but in the
position I was—legs spread—I couldn’t. I was not ready, and he
couldn’t get in.

He
pulled it back out and I looked over my shoulder at him. He was sucking on his
finger. When his hand came back, the finger was wet and cold and he shoved it
right in. He didn’t take any time for me to adapt. I hung my head back down and
let the tears flow as a metallic taste filled my mouth. I had bitten my lip,
but at least I wouldn’t cry out loud.

The
thick finger was moving back and forth inside me and I could hear his excited
words to Daddy. He couldn’t believe how small I was, that he didn’t know if he
could even get his cock in me. I wanted to crawl away. I couldn’t believe Daddy
would allow this. I had trusted him. My heart started to hurt more so than my
coochie
. Until, for the shortest time he removed the finger
again, but it was just to try his again with two digits.

“No!
Ahh
! No. Stop!” I tried to fight, to get away. The
stretching of his two fat fingers inside my small private place was just too
much. I kicked my legs but that made the pain worse. So, I pounded my fists,
but that did nothing. Finally I bit down into his calf as hard as I could. I
was biting into blue jeans so I was afraid it was ineffective. But, at last the
nasty presence was removed.

I
felt his hand crash down on my butt at the same time I released his leg. It was
a deep bruising strike and I cried out. I was surprised that it wasn’t followed
by immediately another.

“She
just bit me…” I heard him say.

“By
all means,” Daddy’s voice followed.

And
then the spanks rained down. I was toast. From the top of the fullest part of
my bottom down to my crease and even some of my thighs were toasted. There was
no warm-up, no cool-down. It was just one furious stroke after another and no
spot untouched. I was begging for him to stop in no time. And to think I wanted
to keep from crying out earlier. I almost welcomed the other kind of pain
again, compared to this. That was bearable- I think… I only knew one thing at
that moment- I was going to die, and no one cared... not even Daddy. He was
sitting there watching and not doing a dang thing about it.

When
the spanking stopped I was stood abruptly to my feet. I danced around as he
conferred with Daddy that I should be in the corner. Daddy agreed and pointed
one out near him.

“I
want her. I know it will take a while yet. But tell me the cost, I will wire
the money.”

Daddy’s
laugh wasn’t mocking but was strong and I took every bit of comfort I could
from him and his words. “I’m sorry friend. But, it doesn’t work like that. You
were given the application with the outline of the process in it.”

“I
know, but I want her. I will even pay double what you have decided. I know
there is a process. I just want to guarantee that I will have her.”

“The
process is there for a reason. You are well on your way with the background and
credit checks. But, there is much more than that. I have just received the
reports from two of the private investigators I hired, the third is not in. Then
we will meet many times such as this. And many others will as well, I will be
looking to match each girl up with the right Daddy for their personality type.
I will not rush in this decision and make a mistake in my placement. I will be
looking out for both your best interest and satisfaction, and also for my
little girls. I will not rush this. I am sorry but you will have to wait just
like everyone else.”

I
was lured again into a safety net by Daddy’s words and his calm, controlled
voice. He was in authority even with that awful man and he was planning to make
sure each of us was safe. I had never heard the process before then. I had to
look forward to more men like Mr. Stevenson coming to meet us? Then there was
that other training session… And the thought of what Daddy was going to get me,
and what he would be like. I was so overwhelmed I wanted to collapse right
there. It seemed like forever that I was standing in the corner, shifting from
foot to foot, trying to alleviate some of the heat in my buttocks. But, finally
Daddy called me to him.

When
I was in front of him he took my hands and looked at me. I would have climbed
right into his lap if he wouldn’t have stopped me there. I looked to the floor,
but he caught my chin in his hand and lifted it until our eyes met.

“Good
little girls do not bite.” He locked his eyes on my with a ferocity I have
never seen before. “If you bite someone again, I will bite you back and you
will be spanked with the belt. Do you understand that?”

I
nodded as new tears rolled down my cheeks. I was so ashamed of my actions. How
could I be ashamed, when I should still be mad at what had happened to me? I
wanted to look away.

“Come
here,” Daddy pulled me into his arms, not the way he had before, on his lap,
but hugged me hard against his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and
sobbed into his shoulder. He pulled each of my legs on either side of his lap.
I should have felt exposed or at least uncomfortable with it, but I wasn’t. I
felt as close as I could be to him. He held my head, dragging his hand down my
hair, hushing me every now and then.

“I
don
wike
him.” I sniffled against my knuckles,
realizing my thumb was in my mouth again. But, I didn’t care.

“It
doesn’t matter if you like him or not, you have to obey all of the men. That
was about the only rule I gave you girls that first day because it was the most
important. Every time, you must obey. It doesn’t matter who it is, or if it
hurts or if you just don’t like him. When there is someone here and you are
called to do something, consider it a form of training, you are not to disobey.
Understand?”

I
guess I sniffled an appropriate response because he let me be. I didn’t want to
rethink it. I wanted to fall asleep where I was, all comfy on his lap. The
problem was one thing kept nagging me.

“
Dod-dee
?”

“Yes
Livvy
? Take your thumb out of your mouth if you are
going to talk to me.” He gently rubbed my hair back from my face and brushed it
back as if he was going to put it into a ponytail.

“The
process… Will I get to have a say… I mean pick… I mean can I just say who I
like the best as a Daddy?”

He
was quiet, as if thinking it over, for an eternity it seemed. “I am not going
to pick somebody that I am not one-hundred percent sure it is the best match.
But, I am not sure that the girls will get any say. Perhaps, but I am not going
to make you a promise I won’t keep later.”

“But,
if I hate him… if I am scared and I hate him you will make me go anyway?”

“Are
you saying you don’t trust me at all? You have been here a couple weeks now. Do
you trust me at all?” he pushed me away from his chest.

My
mouth fell open. “That wasn’t what I meant. Yes, I… Well, you just let that
mean man…” his eye brows arched questioning me further. “It’s just that I…
don’t want to… I just want… I just want you… to be my Daddy.” I dropped my eyes
to his shirt, to my fingers, because I started to play with the buttons on his
shirt.

“I
will be your Daddy for a long time, yet. Until we find the perfect Daddy for
you…” he lifted my chin with his knuckle and kissed the side of my lips.

Chapter 10

I
didn’t get a lot of time to focus on his comment. It was time for lunch. Daddy
let me have my dress back and put it on me before tweaking one of my long
locks.

“Hurry
up little girl,” he growled. “I’m hungry.”

Almost
everyone else was already at the table when we left the office but I had to go
potty. Uncle Tommy was still in the bathroom with Erin so Daddy left me with
him and went to eat. Erin was washing her hands and I was not going to wait,
she was the last person I worried about watching me use the bathroom after
being here. But, when she turned around I saw she was crying. I almost jumped
up from the toilet without being wiped.

“Erin,
what is the matter? Did you get in trouble? Are you ok?”

She
didn’t say anything, just shook her head “no” as she dried her hands on the
towel Uncle Tommy was holding out to her. I wanted to hug her but, she walked
away dejectedly.

“She
is just over-tired, I think, ready for her nap.” Uncle Tommy explained perhaps
to comfort me.

“Did
she get in trouble?” It seemed forever for him to come over to clean my bottom
so I could go. And when he did I was reminded that Mr. Meaty-Hands had
pulverized my sit-upon.

“No,
but that is for her to say I guess.”

When
I finally took off running for the table—

“
Alivia
, walking feet in the house please,” Uncle Tommy
quickly corrected me.

I
slowed down with a harrumph. And as I finally scooted, painfully, into my hard
chair, I looked at Erin. Who sat in her spot, directly across from me, with her
arms crossed over her chest, a disgusted look on her face.

“Erin,
you know the rules, you will eat your lunch.” Daddy scolded her.

“I
don’t think she got enough sleep last night, Trace.” Uncle Tommy came up just
as Erin pushed her plate away.

“She’s
not hungry, Daddy. Maybe she should just go take her nap now.” I didn’t know
what was the matter with her, but I could see where this was heading even if
she couldn’t.

“
Alivia
, hush,” Daddy gave me a look that I wouldn’t
question in a million years. “Erin, that’s it. Get down and get in the corner,
right there.” He pointed to the one behind him.

She
scooted her chair back and slid down with the most awful face. I couldn’t
believe it. She was like really talking back without words. I don’t know what
had gotten into her, but she was full of it. I knew that there was only one way
this was going to end. I quickly looked down the table to Sara. I thought she
would be gloating for some reason. But, she was concentrating on her plate and
didn’t look up. I looked back to Erin because I heard muttering and turned just
in time to see her kick the wall.

Daddy’s
chair made an awful sound as it slid across the marble floor.

“No,
Daddy don’t…” maybe she should have a spanking and really a spanking never did any
permanent damage. I just didn’t want her to get one because she was so sweet…
most of the time.