18. Carly

Carly knew she was blushing like crazy when they walked out of Damian’s bedroom. Even though he told her that his room was soundproofed, she still felt like everyone would know that they had been up to naughty times. Holding his hand, they made their way downstairs to find Gabby sitting in Sean’s lap and Lainey and Keith sitting on one of the other couches. Ian and Maddie were nowhere to be seen.

Lainey gave Carly a knowing look, but Gabby seemed too involved in cuddling with her Daddy to even notice. Carly stuck her tongue out at Lainey and got the same in return from her friend. Both girls started giggling, and when Maddie and Ian walked into the living room, they started giggling harder when they saw how flushed Maddie’s cheeks were.

Breathing a sigh of relief knowing that she and Damian hadn’t been the only ones being naughty, Carly looked up toward her Daddy and smiled. It was a wonder that she had been able to walk down the stairs by herself after the orgasm that he gave her. Damian winked and tightened his grip on her hand.

“What movie do you girls want to watch?” he asked.

“Lilo and Stitch!” Maddie announced.

“The Secret Life of Pets,” Gabby said at the same time.

Ian groaned.

Damian chuckled, “How about The Secret Life of Pets first, and then if you guys are still awake we can watch Lilo and Stitch?”

The Littles cheered their agreement. They weren’t even halfway through the first movie before Lainey was leaning up against Keith’s arm, snoring away. Shortly afterward, Gabby was sound asleep in Sean’s arms, and then at some point, Maddie and Carly also fell asleep in their Daddies’ arms.

“That was the best slumber party I’ve ever had!”

Damian grinned at her as he placed a heaping plate of food in front of her for lunch, along with a sippy cup of juice. Carly looked up at him incredulously, making him raise his eyebrows.

“Eat, little girl.”

Letting out a dramatic sigh, she began to nibble at her lunch while Damian sat across from her and wolfed down his. She had no idea how he stayed so muscular and in shape with the amount of food that he ate. Whatever he was doing sure was working, though.

All of the other Littles and Daddies had left after breakfast. The women had asked for another sleepover soon, and the men had agreed that it could be a reward for good behavior in the near future. Carly had rolled her eyes because she knew it was going to be pretty much impossible for her and Maddie to behave themselves enough to get a reward. Oh well. She knew her Daddy would still let her have a sleepover at some point.

One of the things she liked most about Damian was that he came across as tough and bossy, but deep down, he was a softie. Although, it seemed as though his soft side only came out around her and the other Littles.

Now that the sleepover was over, the thoughts that she had been having the night before about their situation only being temporary crept into her mind again. Damian had completely changed her mind about the dynamic. She was now convinced that her brother had been right all along about what she was, but the thought of being anyone else’s Little made her stomach turn.

Damian had said that she was his woman, but that had been right after they had been intimate, so maybe he would say that so she didn’t feel bad. Right?

“You’re thinking awfully hard over there, little girl. Want to share those thoughts?”

No. No, she did not. She didn’t want to sound needy or push him away and make him decide to call off the arrangement because she was being clingy and insecure.

“No. I’m fine.”

He furrowed his eyebrows, and she swore that his eyes darkened.

“Lying to Daddy will get you a hot bottom and corner time.”

“I don’t want to talk about my thoughts.”

Damian stared at her for a long moment before nodding his head.

“That’s fine. But if they are thoughts that are making you sad or worried, I would prefer that you share them with me so I can reassure you. It’s my job as your Daddy to make sure that you are happy and feeling good about everything that’s going on in your world.”

Carly tilted her head and smirked.

“That’s kind of impossible for you to do right now considering I have some loon after me, and we have no idea what’s really going on, so I’m just kind of living here in limbo.”

“Some loon might be after you, but I will never let anyone hurt you. You don’t have to worry about that. It might take time for the situation to be resolved, but I would die before I let anything happen to you.”

Carly had to swallow the lump forming in her throat. Damian could be so intense sometimes, yet it made her feel emotional because of how fiercely he was willing to protect her. James probably would have used her as a shield to protect himself, but this big dominant Daddy of a man who barely knew her would put his life before hers.

Getting up from her seat, Carly walked over to where he sat and flung her arms around his neck. Damian instantly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up to sit on his lap.

“Hey, what’s wrong, baby?”

Burying her face in the crook of his neck, Carly began to sob. The only other times she had cried in front of Damian had been when he spanked her and when she had seen the video of Sandra Fisher, but this was different. The dam had broken, and every emotion she had been feeling for the past couple of months came pouring out all because he told her that he would protect her with his life.

Carly sobbed loudly, unable to stop herself. Damian immediately started rocking her back and forth, running his hand up and down her back.

“Shh… I got you, baby. Daddy’s here.”

She cried for a long time, and by the time her tears had dried, and she was no longer sobbing, she was utterly exhausted. Damian reached across the table for her sippy cup and held it up to her mouth. When she reached out to take it from him, he shook his head and tilted it back for her. She felt helpless and small, but she also felt calm and safe.

When she released the spout from her lips, he set her cup back down on the table and wrapped his arm around her again.

“Do you want to talk about what just made you so sad?”

Shrugging her shoulders, she let out a long sigh.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for all of that to come out.”

Cupping her chin with his hand, Damian tilted her head back until she was looking up at him.

“You don’t ever need to be sorry for having emotions. If I had known you needed such an emotional release, I would have spanked you to help it come out sooner.”

Glaring up at Damian, she pouted.

“You would spank me just to make me cry?”

He leaned down and brushed his lips across hers.

“Sometimes Littles need a spanking as a way for them to release all of their emotions. Not all spankings are punishment spankings. You have experienced a pleasurable spanking with my strap. There are also therapeutic spankings that help release all that emotion. Sometimes when Daddies see that their Littles are struggling, they can give them a therapy spanking to help speed up that emotional release. They usually feel much better afterward.”

Carly thought about that and wondered how she would feel about going over Damian’s knee for a therapy spanking. Maybe if he did it regularly she wouldn’t bottle things up for so long and then have such an exhausting emotional outburst.

“I’m not very good about letting my emotions come out. When I was with James, I learned to bottle things up and only put on a happy face. The times I did finally explode, I did it privately where no one would ever see or know.”

Damian nodded, “I understand. James was an asshole, though. You don’t need to hide your emotions from me. I would never make you feel bad for expressing your feelings. That’s one of the best things about this dynamic - communication between a Daddy and his Little.”

She nodded, although she still wasn’t sure she one hundred percent believed that. Being in a DD/lg relationship didn’t magically make everything perfect. But she did suppose that being with the right person made it better, and already, in the short amount of time that she’d spent with Damian, everything was so amazing.

“Thank you, Daddy. You know, you’re not as bad as I thought you would be.”

Damian burst out laughing.

“And just what do you mean by that, little girl?”

“It’s just that when you first showed up at my house, I thought you were this big meanie head who was just bossy and super mean, but you’re not. You’re sweet and kind, and you’ve given me a safe space to explore my Little.”

She wasn’t positive, but it looked as though Damian was blushing at her sweet words. Silly Daddy. Such a softie.

“Come on, baby girl. I think you need a nap, and Daddy wants to snuggle you.”

She didn’t argue. Instead, she stood up from his lap and helped him quickly clean up their lunch plates and then held up her arms for him to pick her up. Being carried by Damian was quickly becoming one of her favorite things. It was like having a magical plane that would take her wherever she needed to go. Lifting her in his arms, Damian wrapped his arm under her bottom to hold her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

Carrying her into the hallway bathroom, Damian immediately started tugging her pants and panties down to her knees. Carly reached for them to try to take over, but he lightly smacked her hands away.

“Let Daddy do it. You’re too little.”

Fudge and crackers. Why did that statement turn her on so much?

He lifted the toilet lid and helped her to sit down. She stared at him, waiting for Damian to make his exit so she could pee in private. He grinned down at her.

“Daddy! I can do this part by myself. I’m big enough for that.”

He chuckled and rolled his eyes.

“Okay, baby girl. If you say so. Make sure you wash your hands, and I’ll be right outside the door waiting.”

As soon as she finished and stepped out into the hallway, Damian picked her up again and carried her into the playroom, setting her down on the bed. She waited quietly, watching him move around the room, opening dresser drawers until he found what he wanted. He held it up for Carly and she wrinkled her nose. It was a snap crotch onesie with teddy bears printed on it.

“You don’t like it?” he asked.

He hadn’t ever dressed her in a onesie, and she wasn’t so sure about it. Weren’t onesies for smaller Littles?

“I might look silly in it, and I’m not a baby.”

Damian grinned, “You’re my baby, and you will look adorable in it.”

She felt warmth spread across her cheeks, and she suddenly felt shy. His baby. Somehow that didn’t totally freak her out. She was his Little. His baby girl.

“Okay.”

His entire face lit up, and he walked over to where she was sitting.

“Arms up, baby doll.”

Carly raised her arms, and Damian started undressing her. Even though he had already seen her naked several times, she still felt a little nervous as he pulled her pants and panties down, letting them puddle on the floor.

Lowering the onesie over her head, he dressed her like she was his own rag doll, helping her find the armholes, and when he pulled the garment down, he pushed her to sit back down on the bed.

“Lay back, baby.”

She obeyed and lowered herself onto the mattress, feeling a mixture of arousal and shyness as he started buttoning the snaps over her crotch. She hoped he didn’t notice her body’s reaction when his fingers brushed against her bare pussy lips.

“Stay there,” he said.

Damian went back to the dresser and returned a moment later with a pair of pastel pink fuzzy thigh-high socks. After he got the socks on her and pulled them up to her thighs, Damian helped her sit up. As soon as she looked down at the onesie and socks, she felt so tiny and cute.

“I didn’t think I’d like the onesie as much as I do. It’s so adorable.”

He nodded, “You’re the most adorable Little I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

Fudge. How the hell was she not supposed to get all gooey for that? Impossible.