hand as she brushed her teeth.
Fascinated by their images in the mirror, she distracted herself from being half-nude by making a list of their similarities and differences. Osiris’ deep brown set off her tawny rose skin. His massive size made her average height and weight look dainty. Neither wore rings or other jewelry. And he studied her directly as much as she performed her own contemplation in the mirror.
Blushing as she bent to spit out the toothpaste and rinse her mouth, Kenzie chided herself. He’d already seen her bottom intimately. Why did it seem like it was on display now? His hand smoothed over her punished skin, and she bolted back up.
“You will get used to my touch soon, Baby girl. Come on. It’s time for a nap.”
“I don’t need to nap.” She turned slightly to face him.
Osiris reached out to wipe a bit of toothpaste from the corner of her mouth. “Remember what happens when you don’t follow Daddy’s directions?” he asked softly.
“I’ll lie down, but I won’t go to sleep.”
Osiris didn’t respond to her snarky answer. He opened a drawer and removed a sealed pouch and a small vial. Then taking her hand, he led her to the guest room and set those items on the nightstand. With a quick motion, he pulled her T-shirt over her head. When she turned around to protest, he caught her shoulders, holding her in place.
“Little girls don’t wear their outside clothes for a nap,” he explained as he unfastened her bra.
“Daddy?” she whispered as he pushed the straps over her shoulders.
“It’s okay, Baby girl. Daddy already thinks you are a beautiful young woman. He knows you will be the cutest Little girl ever. Trust me.” His hands smoothed over her shoulders and upper arms, giving her time to process his words.
“I’m scared,” she whispered.
“Being Little has incredible rewards. The first steps require you to be very brave. Are you ready to be a Little girl?” he asked.
Slowly, Kenzie nodded her head. She straightened her arms, allowing him to slide the bra straps over her arms, and whisked the garment away. His arms reached around her body and tightened over her rib cage, pulling her back against his body. He held her steady there and waited.
She could feel him. His hard shaft pressed firmly into the divide of her buttocks. He was aroused—just as she was. “Daddy?” she whispered.
“One way a Little and her Daddy know they are a good match is if their bodies respond to each other. My cock recognizes you. Soon, it will be time for us to make love, but I want you to be very sure.”
He trailed his fingers down her abdomen and tangled his fingers into her soft hair. Tugging slightly, he whispered into her ear, “I can feel your heat. I think your body recognizes me as well. What will I find when I explore further?”
She held her breath as Osiris trailed over the division in her labia. He raised his fingers to display the dripping juices for their eyes. She turned her head to watch him. Raising his hand, he licked the sweetness away. “Mmm, Baby girl.”
Kenzie shivered against him at the erotic display. Her Daddy weaved a magical web around their bodies, isolating them from the rest of the world. Osiris shifted the arm around her waist. He pressed against her back until she bent over, her torso stretched on the bed. Again, his hand restrained her in position.
“Stay just like this, Baby girl.”
Nodding her agreement, she twisted her head to watch as he picked up the packet from the nightstand. He used his white teeth to help rip it open. A pacifier-like object fell into his hand.
“I don’t want a paci, Daddy,” she rushed to assure him. “I’m too big for that.”
“This is for big girls like you. It doesn’t go in your mouth,” he shared with a smile.
“It doesn’t?” she answered in confusion. Kenzie watched him open the small vial. The scent of lavender filled the air. Osiris shook a few drops onto the bulblike section of the device. When he stroked her pink bottom, she knew where he meant to place this.
“No. I don’t want that in my bottom.”
“What happens when you tell Daddy no?” he asked, squeezing one punished cheek.
“No, Daddy. Please?” she begged as he spread her cheeks.
“This is a bottom paci for Littles who don’t want to nap.” Without hesitating, he inserted it smoothly despite her attempts to keep it out.
“Nooo!” she moaned. When she tried to