21. Ally

Ally hated hearing the tone in Luke's voice that told her she had disappointed him. She didn't mean to upset him when she commented about her body. She couldn't help the feeling of arousal when she felt his cock through the zipper of his jeans. It was hard as a rock. She was happy that she turned him on. He wouldn't be hard like that if he didn't like what he saw.

When he carried her back to the chair and sat down, she could feel the tension in the air when he told her it was time to talk about the rules. She had a feeling she might not like what was to come.

"First and most important rule is your safety. We have already had to visit this subject before, haven't we, young lady?"

The way his blue eyes pierced into her made her squirm in his lap. Her cheeks flushed automatically when he referred to the spanking she had already received from him for not being safe. Luke tapped on her bottom when she didn't respond right away.

"Yes."

"Yes what?" he asked, tapping her bottom again.

"Yes, Daddy."

"Good girl."

Ally snuggled into his chest, trying to hide the blush she knew was on her cheeks.

"When it comes to safety, I don't give any leniency. That means wearing your seatbelt, not driving in bad snow conditions, keeping your phone charged, keeping lights on if you are getting home at night, and anything else that has to do with keeping you safe. Do you understand or have any questions about that rule?"

"Are you going to spank me every time I mess up, even if it's just an accident?"

Her mind was racing, wondering if he would look for reasons to punish her or if he expected perfection from her. Luke rubbed her back and squeezed her closer to him.

"There are a lot of different forms of discipline, baby girl. I don't always spank," he answered thoughtfully.

She sat up straight, looking at him with concern. "Like what kinds of discipline?"

Luke chuckled softly. "Are you worried about being disciplined, Ally?"

Nodding her head, Ally nibbled on her thumb. Pulling her pacifier from his pocket, he held it up to her mouth. She opened her lips obediently. Sucking on it had always eased her anxiety and she was thankful Luke had noticed she needed it.

"Sweet girl, I will never abuse my power over you. There are many different types of punishment, and there may be times that, depending on the situation, you don't get a punishment and we just need to sit down and have a serious talk. No matter what happens, I'll be here with you through it, and I will be here to hold you and take care of you afterward."

Ally nodded and pulled her pacifier out.

"What are some other kinds of punishments that you do?"

Luke rubbed her back for several moments before responding.

"Sometimes there is timeout or being grounded from a certain toy or activity. It could also be a spanking or soap in your mouth, losing privileges, earlier bedtimes, or even an enema. There are a lot of different degrees of punishment, some more intense than others. It depends on what the reason for punishment might be," he answered honestly.

Ally shivered as he listed the types of punishment. Surely, he wouldn't give her an enema or put soap in her mouth.

"Would you really do all those things?"

He nodded, the expression on his face telling her he was being serious.

"Yes, I would, Ally."

She nodded, though she didn't like the sound of any of those options and she would make sure she was a very good girl.

"Second rule. You must always be honest and open with me. If something is bothering you or upsetting you, I need to know. If I don't know what's going on in that beautiful mind of yours, I can't fix it or try to make it right. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir."

That was an easy enough rule. Maybe.

He smiled. "I prefer Daddy over Sir. Sir is more acceptable when you're in trouble."

Ally giggled. "Okay, Daddy."

Her tummy did a flip and her clit tightened. Calling him Daddy did something to her that she didn't expect. Luke smiled and took her pacifier from her, popping it back into her mouth.

"Third rule. When you have a diaper on, you will use it. You won't be allowed to use the potty at all when you have a diaper on so don't even ask. When you are at work, you can wear a pull-up to help keep you in your Little headspace. Questions?"

Ally swallowed before spitting out her pacifier. Luke caught it in his hand before it fell to the floor.

"What do you mean I have to use my diaper? For everything?"

Luke held the pacifier back up to her mouth and pressed the nipple up to her lips until she opened and accepted the device into her mouth.

"Yes. Unless it's a hard limit for you. You are my baby girl and I would love to be able to take care of everything for you when you're in Little Space. Is that a hard limit?"

"I don't know if I can do that. I mean, maybe number one but… I'm not sure about the other…"

"It's all a part of the dynamic, baby girl. You might enjoy being able to completely regress and depend on me to care for you."

Her cheeks burned with embarrassment as she thought about doing something so intimate, but she didn't want to make it a hard limit without knowing if she would like it or not so she nodded. Luke nodded and kissed her forehead.

"Next rule and this one is important, Ally. You will not think or speak badly about yourself. It is important that you know how wonderful and beautiful you are inside and out. Talking badly about yourself will warrant discipline. I will not allow my baby girl to abuse herself. You would never say those types of things to someone else, so you certainly are not allowed to say those kinds of things to yourself or about yourself. Understood?"

Ally tried to blink the wetness out of her eyes but instead, a tear rolled down her cheek. She nodded in response to him.

"Aw, baby, why are you sad?" he asked, tugging her pacifier out of her mouth.

"It's just so hard to feel good about myself. I'm bigger than most other girls and I don't feel like I am small enough to be a Little."

A sob escaped her lips as the tears began to fall. Luke pulled her tighter against him and began to rock her. He held her for a long time, letting her cry in his arms. She didn't understand how someone who looked like him could want someone who looked like her. He stroked her hair as she cried.

"Baby, I'm so sorry you have these feelings about yourself. I will make it my mission to help you learn to love yourself. Being a Little has nothing to do with body size, baby. There are Littles out there of all different shapes and sizes. You know, the first time I saw you, I was attracted to your beautiful curves, that sweet smile of yours, and those big, beautiful, green eyes. You are the most beautiful Little girl I've ever laid eyes on."

Sniffling against his chest, Ally wrapped her arms around him, hugging tightly.

"Thank you, Daddy."