Learning to Be Little Again (17 page)

“Play?” I repeated. My brain was not fully awake yet as I tried to understand what she was talking about. I shifted on the bed and my attention went straight to my plugged bottom.

“Yeah. My daddy said that after my nap we could play,” she said, taking my hand and pulling me out of the bed and into my nursery.

I was still confused about what she wanted to do when she pulled out a few dolls from the toy chest. Then everything finally clicked as she looked up at me.

“Oh! You want to play… like with toys.”

She nodded rapidly and then looked down at the dolls again.

“Okay. But I’m still mad at you for telling my daddy I was tired. Did you know that he gave me a spanking and he put a plug in my bottom hole?” I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Sorry. You were tired though! Besides the plug might feel uncomfortable now, but trust me, if he takes it out like how Jackson does, you’ll be thanking me.”

“You’re insane. The next thing that you’re going to tell me is that a spanking can feel good.”

“Sometimes spankings do feel good! If it isn’t a punishment spanking, it’ll have you coming in minutes!”

“No, it won’t. All spankings hurt!” I argued. There was no way I could picture Robert smacking my bottom and having that cause me to be aroused.

“Juliana, trust me, some spankings do feel good and when Robert takes out your butt plug, you’ll be screaming in ecstasy,” she said, with a lustful look as if she was remembering some very fond times. She snapped out of it and said, “I’m sorry again. But I thought it was what was bestest for you.”

I sighed. I couldn’t be mad at my bestest friend for long. “Fine. Don’t do it again.”

“Okay. Let’s play now.”

“We can have a tea party with all of my dollies… if you want,” I offered.

A smile spread across her face as she nodded and sank down on the ground next to me.

* * *

Samantha and I played with our dolls for the rest of the afternoon. We even got Joey to play with us, though he mostly just sat and watched. I think he didn’t want to play with us because he thought we had cooties. The butt plug didn’t hurt to wear; it just kept my mind constantly zeroed in on that part of my body.

We were so immersed in our play that none of us heard the adults come up.

“Samantha, sweetie, it’s time to go,” Jackson said.

“Same thing for us, Joey,” Meghan added.

“Five more minutes, Daddy! We’re serving tea to the queen of England!” Samantha said, pouring some more tea into the queen’s cup.

“Samantha, now. Unless you want me to spank your bottom. Help Juliana clean up her toys first.”

We both sighed as we began to clean up. Since there were so many people helping clean up, we had it finished quickly. Robert and I walked everyone to the front door, and we all said our good byes. Then it was just Robert and me once again.

“That was a lot of fun. I’m glad you invited them over,” I said, wrapping my arms around him.

“It was. We’ll have to do this more often.”

“Definitely,” I said, right before I leaned in and kissed him. Now that all the guests were gone, I had to get this plug out of my bottom. It was driving me insane.

He broke the kiss and asked, “Is there something you want?”

“Yes. I need you to take it out.”

“Take what out?” he asked, pretending like he had no clue what I was talking about.

I sighed, knowing he was going to make this harder on me than I thought. “Can you please take the butt plug out of my bottom?”

“Well, since you asked so nicely.”

To my surprise, he swooped me up into his arms and carried me into his bedroom. He placed me down on the bed and followed right behind me. His weight surrounded me, making me feel safe.

“Now, let’s see about getting that plug out,” he said, kissing along my collarbone.

“It’s in my bottom, not my collarbone,” I panted.

“I know,” he said, lifting his head up, a smirk on his face. “I just thought we’d get it out the fun way.” With that, he went back to kissing me, his right hand snaking itself under my shirt and pushing my bra away as he began playing with my right breast.

“Ahhh!”

He twisted my nipple hard. It hurt for a second, but then I felt it go straight to my core and I wanted more. I ground my pelvis against his hard shaft, silently begging him to take me.

Instead, the jackass said, “You’re always so impatient. Why can’t you just sit back and enjoy the ride?”

“I want to come!
Ah
!” I screamed, as he twisted my other nipple, sending another zap of pain straight to my core.

“All in good time, baby,” he said, right before he began kissing me. His tongue plundered my mouth, sending shivers through my body. After what felt like forever, he finally pulled my t-shirt and bra off, revealing two very swollen breasts. This was great, except that he moved my shirt so it was over my eyes and made it impossible for me to move my raised arms to touch him.

“Robert!” I cried out, trying to free my arms with no success.

“Beautiful,” he whispered ignoring my cries as he trailed a line from my mouth to my breasts. He spent a good time sucking and kissing each nipple, until I was begging him to take me.

“Reach out and touch the headboard. Whatever you do, do not let go until I say so.”

I nodded, doing as I was told. Once I was touching the headboard, he took his time, unzipping my jeans, pulling them off, and shortly my panties followed. When cool air touched my swollen clit, I moaned.

Finally,
I thought. He trailed a line of kisses past my curls and right to my pussy.

My clit was so sensitive that one lick of his tongue made my entire body shake, but I was proud to say I continued to touch the headboard.

My initial reaction must have egged him on because he settled between my thighs and began kissing, licking, and sucking on my clit until I couldn’t take it anymore and an orgasm washed over me.

I was still experiencing mini-orgasms as the shirt that had been blinding me was removed.

I heard the opening of a condom, and a few seconds later, Robert pushed into me. “Oh my gosh!” I cried out as my pussy clenched onto his hard shaft.

“Ohh…” he moaned.

“Do you like that?” I teased, clenching my pelvic muscles on his hard shaft again.

“Tease,” he grinned, before pulling out and plunging back into my heated core.

I gasped at the delicious feelings that it sent throughout my entire body.

“Easy, baby. Just relax and feel,” he whispered in my ear, right before he started pumping in and out of me. My body met him thrust for thrust. Just like that, my body was building towards a second orgasm.

“Come!” he told me, and I was once again thrown over the cliff into the impending orgasm. Robert kept pumping into me, until with one last thrust he burrowed himself deep in me and climaxed.

I was coming down from the orgasm when he reached behind and turned the plug inside of me.

“Ahhh!” I cried out. It was too much. Robert placed one of his fingers on my clit and began to rub as he twisted and pushed the butt plug in and out. I felt myself building towards a climax again, but it felt like it was going to be too big.

“Come!”

“I can’t!” I cried as every muscle in my body tensed up.

“Yes, you can!
Come now!”
he commanded and my earth shattered as I came. My voice was hoarse as I screamed with my release. Black little dots were in the corners of my vision as I continued to orgasm, until he finally pulled the plug out of me and stopped rubbing circles on my clit.

I felt weightless, like I was floating. As if far away through a fog, I saw Robert leaning over me. His lips were moving, but I couldn’t hear him. I smiled instead, wanting to tell him that he was the best boyfriend ever.

He disappeared and I closed my eyes. My eyelids were too heavy to keep open right now. When I did open them again, I noticed that he was still naked and he was carrying me.
Why?
I wondered, but quickly got my answer.

He stepped into a bathtub full of warm water and that felt pleasant against my skin. Feeling warm and knowing that Robert would keep me safe, I drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Twenty

I was at work, thinking about how tonight was going to go. I hoped that Robert liked what I got for him for Valentine’s Day. I had been thinking about what to get him all week, when it finally dawned on me, so I got him a really nice pen with his name inscribed on it. I remembered when I’d visited his office, he’d broken his pen. Then he told me he constantly broke his pens. So hopefully this pen would be able to withstand his strength.

I also took Samantha and Joey’s idea. I colored some pretty pictures of us and then put them into picture frames I’d made. It was a messy job, but I had managed my way through it. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when I gave him all of his presents.

Just then a delivery man carrying a bunch of yellow roses walked into the office. He saw me and walked over. “Hi. These are a delivery for Ms. Juliana Abbott.”

“That’s me. You can put them right here on my desk.”

He did, gave me a smile, and then left the office.

I admired the yellow roses for a moment before I reached for the card inside the flowers, opened it, and read:

Dear Juliana,

These roses are yellow,

Sunflowers are too,

The luckiest day of my life,

Was when I met you.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Baby Girl!

-Robert XOXO!

I stared at the handwritten note and was overwhelmed with happiness. This was the sweetest Valentine’s Day present I ever received and I felt nervous that my gift wouldn’t be as perfect as his. Swallowing my nerves, I turned the vase of roses so anyone walking by would be able to see I got some and then I got back to work.

* * *

Robert picked me up from work right on time. I was carrying the flowers and his presents in my arms as I got into the car.

“Hey, sweetie. Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” I repeated, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Did you have a good day?”

“Yes. I got your flowers! They’re beautiful.”

“I’m glad you like them. What else is in your arms?”

“Just a couple things for you. I’ll give them to you at the restaurant.”

“Alright. Are you ready to go out to eat, or do you want to go to your apartment first?”

“We can go straight to the restaurant.”

“Okay. Off to the restaurant we go. Make sure to buckle up, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I grinned, doing as I was told.

* * *

“Thank you,” I said, as the waitress placed our dinner in front of us. I’d ordered a steak, while she’d ordered the salmon.

“This looks yummy,” Juliana said, picking her fork up and taking another bite. “Mmmm,” she moaned and licked a drop of butter that dribbled out of her lips.

I imagined her making those noises while she was sucking my cock, and it made me instantly hard. I knew that she wasn’t teasing me on purpose as she took another bite of her salmon, but I wanted to tease her back.

“Do you like your salmon, baby?” I asked, taking a bite of my steak. She nodded.

“I’m glad,” I said, as I slipped my right shoe off. Thankfully, when the waitress sat us tonight, we were in the back of the restaurant in a booth, in a small little nook. No one was around us, which worked perfectly for what I had planned.

I reached my foot out and rubbed it against Juliana’s ankle. She jumped a tad in shock, but didn’t say anything.

“So, how was work today? What is everyone else doing for Valentine’s Day?” I asked, as my foot moved a little higher up her leg.

“Ummm… “ she started, a little frazzled as my foot reached her inner thigh. “My boss, he’s umm… taking his wife out to a candlelit dinner.”

“That sounds romantic. Did everyone like your flowers?” I asked, just as I moved my foot farther up, nudging her thighs until she spread them. I settled my foot right on her covered mound and applied a little pressure on her clit with my toes.

“Yes,” she gasped and then moaned.

“Are you sure something isn’t the matter, baby?” I asked as I applied little circles with my big toe on her clit.

“No. Did you ummm… like your presents?”

I paused what I was doing as I felt the pen in my shirt pocket and thought of the beautiful pictures and picture frames she had made for me. I had been shocked when I’d opened each present. I didn’t think she realized how special she made me feel. She had taken the time to make her pictures and picture frames, and she’d also remembered my habit of breaking pens. I would make sure to be extra careful to not break the one she got me.

“I loved everything. I’ll make sure to use my pen at work often, and those picture frames are going straight on my nightstand and desk.”

The smile that spread across her face warmed my heart.

“I’m glad you liked them,” she said as I began to tease her again with my foot.

Within minutes, her eyes were dilated, her face very flushed, and her breathing had started coming in little gasps. I knew that she was close, and I stopped rubbing her clit.

“I want you to listen to me, baby. You will eat four more bites of your salmon and then excuse yourself to go to the bathroom. We can finish what we started there.”

She looked at me for a minute and then nodded her head. I knew it was probably wrong of me, but I kept massaging her clit slightly. I wanted to keep her on edge, but not push her over it yet.

Once her four bites were eaten, she got up and excused herself to the bathroom. I had to hold back a laugh when our waitress asked her something, but Juliana just completely ignored her.

The waitress came over to our table and I ordered dessert and asked her to wrap up our entrees as I placed my shoe back on. Once the waitress left, I got up and followed Juliana into the bathroom. Before I entered, I quickly placed something on the door and then walked in.