Chapter 11
Cindy
I swallow hard as I listen to him. I’ve never been in a situation like this. I’ve dreamed of it most of my life, but I never thought I would ever find myself with a Daddy figure actually being my little self. I’m scared out of my mind, but he’s being so…perfect. It’s hard not to trust him.
I lick my lips and answer his last easy question in a soft babyish voice. “My little is a slob. She…makes messes, and…she gets into trouble.”
His slow smile warms my heart. “Good to know.” He chucks me under the chin. “Your little needs to understand that if she makes messes while I’m around, she will find herself in more trouble than she’s been in without me around.”
I squirm in his lap, squeezing my thighs together. I’m so horny. My heart is racing. I can’t believe this is happening. I have my doubts about trusting it, too.
I blink several times as if Master Hudson might disappear and I’ll suddenly wake up from a very good dream. I could do without running into Davis Marcum in my stupid dream, but I’ll keep the parts where Master Hudson shows up at my apartment and goes all Daddy on me.
He starts rubbing my bottom again, and I squirm more. When his fingers ease between my legs and press against my pussy, I gasp. “Does your little often end up with wet panties when she’s naughty?” he asks.
It’s fun talking about my other persona—the one I’m being right now—in third person. “Yes,” I whisper, glancing away in embarrassment.
He reaches for my chin and forces me to meet his gaze. I like it when he does that. It takes the choice away from me. “Have you ever had a Daddy, baby girl?”
“No, Sir.”
“So you play alone here in your apartment without ever getting the actual discipline you crave from a real human?”
I flush and nod.
He might be shocked, but he controls his reaction. “How long have you had this fetish, baby girl?”
“A long time,” I tell him.
“Oh, sweet girl. That makes me sad.” He hugs me tighter and then leans back again and looks me in the eye. “Tell me what happened at Surrender tonight.”
I bite into my bottom lip and draw in a breath. This is the first man I’ve known in years who I feel comfortable enough with to even consider telling my secrets. I’ve known him for months. He has been kind and caring every step of the way. Even though he has told me he liked me since he met me, he didn’t pressure me. He took his time. He wouldn’t have done that if he didn’t care. He’s not a bad man.
I decide to trust him and draw in a deep breath. “I was twenty-two when I got married to William. He was twenty-three and in the Army. I had been working as a waitress when we met, and I thought I’d died and gone to heaven when he asked me to marry him and move with him to the base in North Carolina.”
Master Hudson nods, encouraging me to continue. I like the way he’s gently stroking my body. My thighs and bottom and back. It calms me.
“I moved onto the base and became one of the Army wives. It was great when he was home. It sucked when he was away. But we had each other. The wives, I mean. I made friends. I had confidants. There’s only so much cleaning and cooking a person can do though, so I started reading. I read for hours every day. First, I read simple romances, but then I found myself drawn to naughtier and naughtier subject material.”
Master Hudson smiles.
“When I discovered the world of littles, I was mesmerized. I began to realize I had that kind of tendency and always had. It’s like a part of me just wants to be young and carefree and have someone take care of me. I thought I was weird in the beginning, but over time, and with internet searches, I realized there are others like me. Lots of others.”
He strokes my face and nods.
“I wanted to explore. I gradually ordered some things online. Little clothing and then a few toys. When William wasn’t home, I would dress little and play in a corner, pretending he was my Daddy and that he would come home and chastise me for leaving my toys all over the floor. I visualized him spanking me and putting me in timeout. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell him.”
Master Hudson’s brow furrows slightly. He knows this story is about to go south.
“Finally, one day he came home on furlough to surprise me. He only had the weekend, and he found me in the bedroom playing with my toys in a little dress and pigtails.”
Master Hudson’s face draws tighter.
I glance down at my lap. “He was confused and freaked out and unwilling to face me, so he left and went to a bar to hang with his friends. When he got home that night, I had put everything away and was nervously waiting for him. He didn’t want to talk about it. He said he was tired and drunk and just wanted to sleep.”
“Oh, sweetie…”
I draw in a deep breath and continue. “The next day he ignored me, and after lunch, his buddies came over to watch a game on tv. This was when I found out he had told them about me. They were smirking when they arrived, and they started making fun of me. Teasing me. Poking at me. Asking me questions.”
Master Hudson closes his eyes. He looks like he’s fighting for control.
“I hid in the bedroom until they left and didn’t get out of bed again the entire weekend. I was depressed and fucked-up. When William left on Monday to go overseas, he hardly said goodbye. Two weeks later, he was killed in combat,” I murmur.
“Oh, baby.” Master Hudson holds me so tight I can’t breathe. He rocks me and makes me feel all the things I’ve longed for all these years. When he releases his tight grip, he meets my gaze again. “So all this time you’ve kept that side of yourself private and hidden?”
I nod.
He frowns. “Did something happen at Surrender tonight that upset you?”
I wince. “Yes. One of those friends who made fun of me came into the club.”
Master Hudson’s eyes go very wide. “One of the guys from North Carolina?”
“Yes.” I wring my hands together. “He was shocked. It was obviously a coincidence. But it fucked with my mind. I couldn’t deal. I just left.”
Master Hudson is breathing heavily. “Jesus. What…” He swallows. “What was his name?”
“Does it matter?”
“Yes. It matters. I’ll need to talk to Roman and Julius about it.”
I sigh. “Davis Marcum. But Hudson, I really don’t want to deal with him. I can’t. You have no idea how upsetting this is.”
“I can see perfectly well how upsetting it is. And Julius vets every person who joins the club well. If this man made you feel like you weren’t a valuable human being because you happen to enjoy a certain kink, Julius and Roman need to know.”
I bite my lip when it starts trembling. “I won’t be able to go back there and face anyone if this gets out.”
“If what gets out? That you’re little or that a man took away your power seven years ago?”
“Well, both. I don’t want people to know this about me. It’s hard enough that you found out. I…just…can’t. Please.”
Master Hudson frowns at me. “I can’t just ignore the problem, baby girl. What if he joins the club and then makes other women or men feel bad about themselves? You don’t want that, do you?”