31. Ally

Ally woke up the next morning sore from the previous evening's love making. Every muscle in her body ached, reminding her just how intensely she had orgasmed with Luke. His confession of loving her made the experience the most extraordinary moment of her life. She loved that he was so kinky, yet he was also loving with her.

"What are you grinning at, little girl?"

Ally giggled, rolling onto her side to look at Luke.

"Oh, nothing, Daddy. Just about how I have the best Daddy in the world."

Luke chuckled, pulling her in for a kiss.

"You were thinking dirty thoughts about last night, weren't you?"

She hid her face from him shyly and nodded. He swatted her bottom, making her yelp and look up at him.

"Okayyyyy… yes, I was."

He grinned.

"What am I going to do with you, little girl?"

Ally shrugged. "Keep me forever?"

Luke nodded, his expression becoming serious. "Ally, I have every intention of keeping you forever and ever."

She grinned, snuggling into his naked chest. He held her for a long time, stroking her back quietly, enjoying the moment together.

Luke cleared his throat after a while. "Daddy needs to get you changed and into a clean diaper because some Little girl I know has cookies to frost today. Only a few more days until Christmas and we have lots of Christmas activities to do between now and then."

Ally squealed, jumping up from his embrace, and began jumping happily on the bed.

"Oh my gosh, I love frosting cookies!"

"No jumping, little girl. The last thing I want is to take you to the doctor today."

She immediately stopped jumping and plopped down on her bottom next to him.

After they both crawled out of the comfortable bed, Luke changed her wet diaper into a fresh, extra thick one, and dressed her in a pair of white leggings and a soft lavender sweater. Since they were staying home for the day, he let her go barefoot after mercilessly tickling the bottom of her feet until she was a fit of giggles.

He fed her breakfast before they started making cookies. Luke let her stir the ingredients together but made her go sit on a barstool whenever he opened the oven. He told her she was too Little to be near a hot oven. Sitting at the bar, Ally colored in a Christmas coloring book while he finished baking. The house smelled more heavenly with each batch of cookies that came out of the oven and onto a cooling rack.

Luke slid a sippy cup of juice in front of her and smiled. "Okay, baby, are you ready to frost?"

Clapping her hands together, Ally wiggled in her seat excitedly. Of course, she was ready to frost, that was the best part. Chuckling, Luke slid several bowls of different colored frosting towards her along with at least a dozen cookies that had been cooling. Ally went to work frosting the cookies while he continued his task.

Dipping her finger into each color and tasting it, she decided the red frosting was her favorite. She used the plastic butter knives he'd given her and worked to frost each cookie just right. Ally made sure to top each cookie with sprinkles because sprinkles made everything better in her opinion. Whenever she knew Luke wasn't looking, she dipped her finger into the red frosting to taste it again. It was so good.

By the time she had frosted several dozen cookies, there was sprinkles and frosting everywhere, including on her white leggings. Luke turned to look at her, bursting out laughing.

"Baby girl, did you even get any of the frosting on the cookies? Your lips are dyed red, and so is your finger. Have you been eating all the red frosting?"

Ally grinned, and Luke laughed again, shaking his head.

"Your teeth are even red, baby."

Giggling, she reached out her finger and dipped it in the red frosting before holding her finger up for him to taste.

"The red frosting tastes the best."

Luke shook his head and grinned. "Baby, all the frostings are the same, they just have different colored food coloring in them."

Ally frowned and looked at all the frostings. Sticking her finger into her mouth that held the frosting she had offered to Luke, she licked it clean and reached for another color of frosting to try to compare again. Luke shook his head, pulling the bowls back.

"Okay, little girl. No more frosting. You are going to give yourself a tummy ache. I think you've had enough to last the entire holiday season."

She giggled and stuck her tongue out at him.

"But, Daddy, there is no such thing as too much frosting!"

He grinned, using a warm wet washcloth to wash her hands and face off, pausing to kiss her.

"Stand up so Daddy can take your pants off. It's warm enough in here that you can run around in your sweater and diaper."

Ally obeyed, stepping out of her leggings when he tugged them down to the floor. Luke set her back up at the counter with her coloring book while he cleaned up the kitchen and made lunch. He made her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and cut the sandwich into a heart using a cookie cutter.

Ally was finishing her sandwich when the doorbell rang. Her eyes widened as she realized she was wearing only her diaper and a top.

"Go sit on the couch and throw a blanket over your lap, baby girl."

Ally obeyed, though her heart raced, worried whoever was at his door could potentially figure out that she was in a diaper.

Luke opened the door, his expression instantly changing into a scowl.

"Luke! Baby! I've missed you. Merry Christmas!" a snooty female voice greeted.

Ally's heart dropped to her stomach. She had called him baby. She knew him and was obviously very familiar with him.

"Melissa, what in the fuck are you doing here? You need to leave, now."

The tone in his voice scared her. She had heard him be stern before, but his voice was full of pure anger and hatred toward this woman. She pulled her legs up to her chest under the blanket and tried to make herself as small as possible, her entire body trembling as she listened to the woman gasp and then let out a loud cackle.

"Oh my gosh, Luke! Don't be like that. It's us. We can't be without each other, you know that. Especially on Christmas."

The woman strode into the house, stopping dead in her tracks when she saw Ally. Ally eyed the perfectly dressed woman, fighting the tears that were so close to breaking free.

"Oh, I didn't realize you had a Little plaything here. Why don't I get settled and you can see her out?" Melissa said to Luke, her eyes narrowed thin as she glared at Ally.

Ally sat silently, completely stunned. Would he just throw her out for this woman? Obviously, they had a long history. The woman was beautiful, every body part and feature screaming sophistication and perfection.

Luke stormed over to Melissa, grabbing hold of her arm, and leading her to the door.

"You need to get the fuck out of here. She belongs here, you do not," he growled.

Melissa stopped walking and sneered at him and then at Ally, noticing her toys on the floor.

"Oh, you found yourself a new Little to play with. How sweet. She must know you're fucking loaded and decided to play your stupid little game in exchange for getting what she wants… at least until you throw her out to the curb. Is that how you got her here, by telling her about your money? Because there is no fucking way she is here being your Little puppet willingly."

Tears ran down Ally's cheeks, the thought of being just a plaything to Luke making her heart ache to the point of physical pain.

"You need to fucking leave, Melissa," he growled.

Melissa smiled the scariest smile Ally had ever seen as she strode past Luke to where Ally was sitting and leaned forward until she was only inches away from her face.

"Aw, is the dumb little baby crying? You need to leave, dumb baby, so my Daddy and I can kiss and make up. We've been emailing and texting and that's why I'm here. He wants me here. Not some piece of trash like you."

Melissa grabbed her arm, squeezing so tight that Ally cried out in agony as sharp nails dug into her skin.

"You need to leave," she snarled.

"That's enough!" Luke shouted, moving to them so quickly that Ally didn't know what was happening.

Luke grabbed Melissa's wrist, yanking it away from Ally's arm. This time, he didn't let go as he dragged her to the door. Ally stood and ran to her nursery, slamming the door behind her and locking it.She clutched her arm, already seeing a dark bruise appearing. Tears flooded her eyes.

She heard shouting for several minutes before the front door slammed. Buckling over, Ally sobbed into her hands. She needed to go home and get away from all this. She was scared and confused. She didn't understand what Melissa meant about his money. He never said anything to her about money, not that she would care anyway. But if he had money, that meant he had hidden something from her, so how could she trust him? Did he actually love her? Would he use her for his own kinky desires and toss her aside eventually? She had so many questions and no answers.

Ally heard the doorknob rattle as Luke tried to open the door. When the locked door wouldn't open, he knocked softly.

"Ally, baby girl, please open the door."

She shook her head even though he couldn't see her, crying quietly into her stuffed bunny. After several minutes, Luke knocked again.

"Baby girl, open the door for Daddy. Let's talk. Let me explain."

His voice was soft and gentle, a complete contrast to how he'd talked to Melissa. Ally had seen the anger in his eyes when he saw the woman and it was clear he hated her. She had heard him telling her to leave multiple times before the front door had finally slammed. It was obvious he wanted nothing to do with her. He had told her about a horrible ex-girlfriend, and she figured that must have been who he'd been talking about. She was awful. She looked like she walked through life looking down on everyone as though she were superior to them.

But what about the money? She didn't know anything about Luke having money. He'd never shared with her that he was wealthy, and he had told her that half-truths or keeping information were still full lies. She had even asked him during one of their conversations if he had any deep dark secrets that she needed to know about him, and he had just shaken his head. So that meant he'd lied to her about something. He had promised he would never lie to her.

Her body trembled at the thought of him communicating with that evil bitch. Why would he be communicating with her? Was she not enough for him? Not mature or sophisticated enough? One thing she knew for sure, she wouldn't be his plaything to use until he got tired of her. She had agreed to become his Little because that was what he said he wanted, and she had wanted it, too. But was it all just a game to him?

Standing from the bed, Ally marched over to the door and swung it open angrily, finding Luke leaning against the wall with a devastated expression.