17. Ally

Luke stared at her, frozen in place for several moments. Ally watched as several emotions washed over his face. It took everything in her to admit she wanted him to be her Daddy. She had read the book he gave her and re-read it again because she loved it so much. She had so many questions about the type of relationship Luke wanted, but the one thing she knew for sure was she didn't want to walk away from him. There were so many things that had intrigued her about a Daddy Dom/Little girl relationship, and she felt that Luke would be a loving Daddy. She knew he had a strict side (she had already experienced that), but even his strict side wasn't so bad.

"Did I just hear you correctly?" Luke asked, breaking the awkward silence.

Ally nodded her head and grinned.

"Yep. I want you to be my Daddy. But I have questions."

She wouldn't just dive right in without asking the questions that nagged at her mind. She had never fantasized about being diapered before until that book, and the thought of it made her feel funny. In the story, the intimacy that was involved with diaper changes was sweet, but the Daddy in the story made her use the diaper for both wetting and messing, and the thought of that made Ally feel funny inside.

Luke nodded slowly.

"I will answer any questions you have, Ally," he said, his voice strained as though he needed a drink of water.

Ally giggled, realizing she had caught him completely off guard and he was struggling to find ground again.

"Okay."

She wrapped her arms around his waist to hug him. Luke's arms crashed around her, squeezing her to the point of not being able to breath. When she started wiggling, trying to break loose of his grip, Luke let go.

"Sorry, little girl. I didn't mean to hurt you. You just shocked me to the core."

Ally giggled again. She loved seeing him so off balance. He was usually so strong and on guard.

"It's okay, but maybe now is a good time to ask you for a pony?"

Luke growled quietly.

"Little girl, I still have the wherewithal to spank your bratty bottom."

The Luke she knew was back and gruff as ever.

"I know you work early tomorrow, so for tonight, I will follow you to your house and we can talk about this more tomorrow evening over dinner."

Ally felt disappointed. She had hoped she could spend the night with Luke and finally get some relief for her pussy from something besides her fingers.

Sticking her bottom lip out in a pout, she looked up at him.

"No pouting, little girl. You need to get a full night's rest and I need some time to gather my thoughts."

Luke followed her home and made sure she was safe inside and kissed her forehead before he left. Ally plugged in her phone to charge and locked the deadbolt before taking a shower and crawling into bed. Her thoughts floated to Luke and what it would be like to be his baby girl.

The man she had met late in the evening a few weeks prior was so different from the man she had gotten to know. He was caring in his own way, and his gruffness no longer scared her. She knew he meant well and took being a protector very seriously. Ally didn't doubt the man would die to protect the people he loved. He was a sheriff, after all. He would die to protect people he didn't even know if it came down to it. She thanked the stars that the small town they lived in rarely had any violence happen, so the chances of Luke being hurt on the job was minimal.

Laying in her pink footie pajamas, Ally wondered what it would feel like to have a diaper on underneath instead of her cotton panties. The Little in the book loved wearing diapers after she got used to them. She found them to be comfy and a form of security for her. The couple in the story had a full time dynamic, but Luke wouldn't want that, would he?

The buzz of her phone brought her out of her thoughts. Looking at her phone, she saw it was a message from Luke, making her smile.

Luke: I hope your phone is plugged in, little girl.

He was such a Daddy to the core.

Ally: Maybe it is, maybe it's not.

She sent the text and immediately regretted her bratty response when her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Little girl, if you think I won't drive over there right this minute with my hairbrush to spank your bottom, you are very wrong."

Ally giggled and rolled her eyes. "I'm just teasing. It is plugged in right now as we are talking. I plugged it in as soon as you left."

She heard a sigh over the phone.

"Are you always going to be a brat?" he asked, his tone a bit softer.

"Maybe."

"I see. So, you enjoy having a sore bottom then?"

Ally shook her head against the phone.

"Words, Ally," he reminded her.

She grinned. "Nooo… I don't like having a sore bottom."

"I would suggest you don't tease Daddy about safety stuff then."

Ally's tummy did a flip at hearing him call himself Daddy. It sounded so special and sexy.

"Okay… I'm sorry."

He chuckled softly, a noise she loved hearing from him.

"It's bedtime, Ally. I want the lights out. Tomorrow after you get off work, I want to pick you up and bring you to my house for a few days. I will take you to and from work. Okay?"

Ally thought about being at his house for an extended period. It made her nervous, but the way her clit reacted told her she also loved the idea.

"Okay. I get off at three tomorrow."

Luke told her to pack what she felt like she would need for his house. He told her to bring her favorite stuffies and anything else that would make her feel comfortable and at home.

"Goodnight, little bunny, sweet dreams."

After they hung up, Ally turned out the bedside lamp and drifted to sleep with images of Luke in her mind.