‘What would be the next step for little Dana? Sex My collar digging into my throat making it hard to breath. A Court-ordered Daddy
I woke up in my crib, not unlike many mornings before this one. ‘Daddy.’ I muttered softly. His fingers grazing past my boobs numerous times, touching the waistband of my diaper and eventually his hand laid completely on top. ‘Dunno Daddy.’ I mumbled. But I think we reached another milestone yesterday.’ He briefly cupped my face and rubbed his thumb over my cheek. Then I used my tongue to push the bottle away. When he finally returned to the couch, I hasted myself to lay my head in his lap again. ‘Not anymore.’ He said. ‘Are you going to bottle feed me?’ I asked, part of me hoping he’d say yes, part of me was curious and yearning for that warmth I felt just now, but another part of me was confused, grasping at straws trying to understand. With his cock still in my mouth I gently sank away in this deep memory-erasing sleep. ‘Ssh, ssh, ssh.’ Daddy said, his fingers playfully darting over my face, he boobed my noise and gave me and endearing smile, then his hand wandered further down, grazing my clavicle, caressing my boob until eventually his whole hand cupped my boob.
