The Daddy P.I. Casefiles: The First Collection by Frost, J (great novels .txt) π
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I feel Loganβs shoulder flex under my tummy. βEmilyβs going to be role-playing for most of the scene, but if she goes into subspace she may present as a little. Are you okay with that?β
βSure. Any issues? Emily, can you still use your safe word when youβre little?β
βYes, maβam.β
βGood, that should be fine.β
βIf you have some time this week,β Logan says to Rebecca. βAny chance I could pick your brains? Iβm new to this dynamic and Iβd appreciate any insights you have into topping a little.β
My daddy wants tips for topping me? That makes my tummy squirm. Am I so difficult to top? Maybe I can get him to tell me what she says and then I can reassure him that he really is the best daddy in the world.
βHappy to,β Rebecca says.
They arrange to meet for lunch the day after tomorrow and just as Iβm wondering if Iβm going to be on my own for lunch that day, since I doubt Iβm invited to their Dom-talk, Logan asks Niall if Vashi can have lunch with me.
I wriggle and whisper my thanks. My daddy takes such good care of me. He really doesnβt need tips, even though itβs so cool that heβs reached out for them. None of my other Doms have been that humble.
When theyβre done chatting, Niall takes Vashi over to the table and has her kneel on top of it. He cuffs her hands together in front and runs rope to attachment points on each side of the table. Sheβs comfortable and free to look around, but sheβs not going anywhere. Once heβs done with Vashi, Niall leads Shaan to the other end of the room, through the arch, and up onto the dais. As Logan strides along behind them, I hear Niall talking softly to Shaan.
βBy not caginβ yer cock, Iβm showing how much I love yeh. What dβyeh say?β
Shaan grunts something into the ball gag that sounds not at all polite. Interpreting gag-speak is a gift I donβt have, but what Shaan said sounds suspiciously like βfuck off.β
Niall evidently thinks so, too. βWhen yeh doan show respect for me gifts, stΓ³cach, it makes me see me arse. Turn around.β
As Logan finally lowers me to my feet, Niall takes out a fat, black marker and writes, βchoke me with your cock,β below the wet patch from Shaanβs drool on the front of his dress.
Shaan howls into the gag.
βKeep it up,β Niall warns him. βPlenty more things I can write on yer frock.β
Logan gives me a firm pop on my already-stinging butt, which gets him my immediate attention. βGo sit in the middle chair, Princess.β
βYes, Daddy.β
Even though Iβm distracted by what Niallβs doing to Shaan, and a little dizzy from being upside-down for so long, I hop over to the chair. Thereβs a time and place to be defiant, and this isnβt it.
Leaving me to watch Niall dominate Shaan, Logan moves around the room. He and Rebecca drag a big wooden tub close to the door and fill it with swords. I can see from the way he handles these swords that theyβre plastic, which cools my anxiety a hair. Then he moves an empty rack close to the chain station and hangs cuffs and floggers from his toy bag on its hooks. The floggers are definitely not plastic. I can see both the knotty one and the one with metal rivets, a sight that shoots my anxiety back up into the stratosphere.
After he secures Shaan to the arm of my chair, Niall joins Logan at the chain station and pulls out his own tools, including an absolutely terrifying-looking short whip.
βHeβs not going to whip you, is he, Mr. Shaan?β I whisper.
Shaan groans into the ball gag and tips his head back against the chair.
Oh, wow, he totally is.
Logan returns after heβs finished unpacking his toys. I give him the widest eyes I can manage because the floggers look super-scary.
He chuckles, picks me up out of the chair and sits down with me in his lap. βBefore Rebecca opens the door and we really start the scene, tell me how youβre doing, little girl?β
βIβm good, Daddy, except that your floggers look really mean. But Iβm still excited. And thank you for checking in with me before we get started. It makes me feel super-safe.β
There, that should reassure him that heβs doing a great job of topping me.
He kisses the tip of my nose. βThatβs my girl. What are the safe words for tonight?β
I notice he doesnβt reassure me about the floggers, but I focus on his question. βYellow if Iβm overwhelmed, frightened for real, or at my pain threshold. Red if I need you to stop and check-in.β
βGood girl. I may ask you for colors throughout the scene just to see where you think youβre at. This is a fair-sized room but with thirty people in here itβs going to be very busy. Iβll lay down some ground rules at the beginning, including that no one touches you but me and that no oneβs to humiliate you. We already know that not everyone aboard is great at following scene rules, though, so if someone touches you or says something that upsets you, I want to hear your safe words right away. Donβt wait for me to ask a color or Iβll be displeased. Are we clear?β
βYes, Daddy.β
βRight.β He tucks a strand of my hair thatβs worked loose from my braid behind my ear and kisses me again. βI donβt intend to let you go once the knights sack the castle, but if we get separated for any reason and youβre frightened, go to Niall or Rebecca. Either of them will take care of you. Any questions?β
βNo, Daddy.β
βOkay, my sweet girl. Time to get in character. Who are you?β
I lift my chin. βPrincess Amber, the most defiant princess who ever lived.β
He nips my chin and grins before standing like I weigh
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