Big Daddy Sheriff (Big Cedar Daddies #1)

Chapter 25

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

“Daddy! Yeow!” Alyssa cried.

She was completely naked, lying on her stomach atop the bed. With one hand, Daddy had her bottom cheeks spread apart while his lubricated finger invaded her tight, puckered hole.

“Just relax. Loosen up those muscles,” Quinn said in a patient tone.

“It… hurts… Daddy.” The strained words were filtered through gritted teeth.

He ignored her pleas and continued to wiggle his finger around, making sure to spread the jelly liberally until he felt she was ready.

She breathed a sigh of relief when he retracted his finger.

That relief would be short-lived, she realized, as Daddy guided her up to look at what he held.

The thing wasn’t too long and had a narrow tip before flaring out into a thicker middle. It then had a skinny portion that ended at a T-bar top. With shaking fingers, she reached out and touched the pink silicone, thankful it was kind of soft.

“This might hurt a little. At first. But it won’t last long.” He leaned over, kissed her forehead and then lips, and continued. “Don’t worry, honey. Pain isn’t the goal. You’ll feel this, though, and that’s a good thing. I want it to serve as a reminder of what you did and how you can behave better in the future. Now, lay on your back. Lift your legs. Like I’m putting a diaper on you.”

As embarrassing as a diaper would be, Alyssa wished that was what was taking place.

She was an anal virgin. Could she handle this? How long would Daddy make her wear it?

It took her a few moments, but she complied, and soon she was lying there as she awaited her fate.

“Spread your legs,” Quinn instructed her as he applied lubricant to the tip of the plug.

Alyssa did so with a whimper.

She’d never felt so exposed in all her life.

“Oh, gosh!” she cried as the tip bumped against her forbidden hole. “Daddy,” she whispered.

Her fists grabbed handfuls of the comforter beneath her, her body going rigid, as the plug penetrated her.

“Take deep breaths, little girl. That’s it. You’re doing so good. Daddy’s proud of you.”

The plug kept sliding upward, causing Alyssa to cry even more. She was thankful when she finally felt the T-bar rest against her.

“That’s it. You did good, honey. Give yourself a minute to get used to it.”

Alyssa slowly relaxed as her body adjusted to the foreign object’s intrusion. Okay, this wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t good. But it didn’t hurt. It just felt… weird.

“Stand up. I want you to walk around for a moment and see how it feels,” Quinn said.

Alyssa did as told, but kept her gaze cast downward the entire time, unable to match Quinn’s gaze.

She walked a bit stiffly and bow-legged. It was perhaps the most bizarre sensation she’d ever experienced.

Well, if Quinn wanted a way to grab her attention and make her think about her naughty behavior, he’d sure found it. She’d think about it with each damned step she took.

“How long, Daddy?” she whined.

“I’ll tell you when, honey. But we’ll start with about an hour. During that time, you’ve lost clothing privileges, too.”

Alyssa thought of protesting but decided she was in enough trouble as it was. There was no sense in making it worse.

She felt a bit better when Daddy took her into his arms and hugged her tightly, gently swaying.

“You’re a good girl, honey. You just made some bad choices. Can you be a big girl for Daddy and make better decisions next time?”

“Yes, Daddy. I promise.”

He kissed the top of her head and patted her bottom.

“Daddy loves you.”

“Oh, Daddy. I love you, too. So, so much.”

Despite all she was enduring, the statement was absolutely true.

And there was nowhere else she’d rather be than right there with Daddy.