Chapter Thirty-Five

I was once again ready with a warm Apple Jack roll when Dani came home from her date, and once again she was emotionally destroyed.

I'd been expecting it this time, however. Breakups were rough no matter what side you were on, especially if you were a bleeding heart like Dani. She didn't want to hurt anyone, and she was the kind of person who took it personally, who felt bad about herself, if she had to hurt someone else. And there was no way she could let Julian down without hurting him.

"He was right," she sobbed as I held her on the couch. "I was cheating on him. I'm an awful person!"

"You were dating," I countered. "Not married. You should have told him, true, but you didn't do anything out of malice."

"I hurt him," she cried. I pulled her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her, just rocking her gently.

"You didn't hurt him on purpose," I pointed out after a long moment. "Our relationship evolved very quickly, you told him as soon as you could. I'm sorry you're hurting over this, but you didn't do anything wrong. You didn't reject him, you just chose to explore your relationship with me. That sounds familiar, doesn't it?" She nodded as I stroked her hair. "Did I get upset and take my feelings out on you when you told me you wanted to date Julian instead of me? I believe I saw you first, which meant you were mine according to playground rules."

That got a giggle.

"No," she admitted. "You didn't."

"No, because you didn't do it to hurt me. You did it to be true to your own heart. Did it hurt? Sure, it stung. I wanted you so badly, I knew you had this Little inside you, begging to come out and play. I knew that you had the potential to fall in love with this lifestyle in a way that very few people can, and I wanted you so badly. I can't tell you how many nights I dreamed of you, how often I imagined taping you into that first diaper, how often I imagined you in the high chair, in the crib... happy. That was always at the center of all of it. You being happy. I knew from the very first moment I saw you at the bar that this outcome was possible, but even so - when you chose Julian over me, I let you go, even though you were the girl of my dreams. That's what you do when you love something."

"Wow," she whispered. She drew herself up and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me not with passion, but with a deep love.

"What should we do to take your mind off of things?" I asked. "I know a certain other Little who is just dying to have a sleepover. We could invite Seth and Jess over here, or we could go over there - his apartment is bigger, but he wouldn't mind coming here."

"A sleepover?" she echoed. "What am I, six?" The light danced in her eyes, her gentle amusement.

"I figured you were around three at most," I teased. "Seeing as how you can't keep your pants dry."

"A sleepover sounds great, can we do it tomorrow?" Before I could answer, her phone chimed in her purse. She groaned, sitting up and pulling Forrest over her head and unzipping him. I was beyond happy that she had moved back into the silly purse. "Oh," she frowned. I squeezed her knee softly, letting her know silently that I was there for her. "Julian wants me to come get a box of my stuff - I didn't realize I had even left anything there... " she paused, reading, "I loaned him some books and some comics, and... I left some clothing over there. It would be nice to have some of my stuff from before the fire... "

"I'll go with you," I offered.

"I don't want to go all the way out to his place... he's on the eastern edge of Milpitas."

"See if he can meet somewhere, it's just fetching a box - let's meet near 237 and 880, there's lots of parking lots there. I'll drive us, you just get your stuff and then we'll go over to Seth's - assuming he's okay with the sleepover."

"That sounds great," she smiled, texting Julian. "Now how about a diaper and some video games?"

"How about we call Seth first?" I suggested. "While you eat your sushi?"

"You're so good to me," she cooed, laying down in my lap and grabbing a piece of the roll from the table, dropping it in her mouth and generally lounging across me. I tapped the call button and the TV sprang to life.

"Hello Vanessa," Seth greeted me from his couch after a moment of ringing. Jess was in a predicament, it seemed. She had her diapered butt way up in the air next to him on the couch with her face pressed to the cushion and her little pink skirt flipped up so it wasn't covering anything at all. Her hands were bound behind her back and her pacifier had been tied into her mouth. "Jess can't talk right now, she's a little tied up."

"You're so droll," I teased him. "Dani wanted to know if that offer for a sleepover was still open, maybe tomorrow?"

Jess' eyes went wide and she mumbled behind the pacifier. She tried to sit up but Seth put a hand on her back and firmly held her in place. Dani laughed - such a drastic departure from the reaction she would have had even two weeks ago.

"What did she do?" Dani asked.

"She was complaining that I don't 'tie her up right'," Seth smirked, patting Jess' diapered bottom as it hovered next to him, "because I often leave wiggle room and she said it's not fun if she can escape it."

"Well that was silly," Dani teased, dropping another piece of her roll into her mouth. "It's like she forgot who you were," she said with her mouth full, preventing herself from showing her half-chewed food only by holding up a hand.

"Danielle," I said sharply and she froze. "Are you talking with your mouth full?"

The look on both her face and Jess' were priceless. They both had wide eyes, though Jess' softened to amusement quickly. Dani finished chewing her bite slowly before speaking.

"Sorry," she squeaked. My heart thudded in my chest, it was the first time I had ever really scolded her and I wasn't sure how she would take it.

"Jess would love to have her little friend over for a sleepover," Seth smiled warmly, patting Jess again. "She keeps going on and on about how great Dani is, how pretty Dani is, how funny Dani is - I'd be jealous if I wasn't so secure in my ownership of her."

Now both Littles were blushing deeply, so I sat Dani up slowly in my lap and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her on the temple.

"Tomorrow night? Dinner together and then the sleepover? Maybe some games and movies?" Seth suggested, completely unperturbed by their embarrassment.

"Perfect, I'll see you tomorrow, we need to pick out some PJs for Dani to wear tomorrow," I wrapped my arm around Dani's waist possessively and said in a soft voice, "Say goodbye to Seth, princess."

"Bye Seth," she said shyly, in a small voice that made my heart flutter. She waved a tiny wave at him, and I disconnected the call. "Holy shit," she whispered. "That was really intense!"

"I wasn't sure how you'd take it," I said nervously, letting my discomfort show. "I want you to know that even in social situations, if I ever do anything to make you feel bad, I want you to safeword. Yellow if it's uncomfortable, red if you need me to stop immediately."

"It was... good," she blushed, sliding off my lap and facing me, "You scared me, but it was in that Oh No I'm in Trouble way, the same feeling I got when you and Seth walked in on us throwing toys... I like that feeling."

"Most Littles do," I smiled. "It's a submissive feeling."

"I don't have any cute pajamas, though... " she trailed off, frowning.

"You do now," I said, standing and pulling her to her feet along with me. "I unpacked the rest of the Little gear, and it's all yours."

"What do you mean?" she asked, puzzled.

I led her into the nursery and opened a drawer, showing her first her own, grownup clothes, and then the next drawer - a long drawer intended to hold jeans - which was filled to bursting with diapers of all sorts. I walked over to the closet and opened the door, revealing the full rack of dresses, onesies, shortalls, and - of course - pajamas. I fished out a kigurumi - a pair of chipmunk pajamas, complete with an adorable hood and cute mittens.

"Oh that's adorable," she breathed. "All of this is for me?"

"It is," I smiled. "If you'll be my princess."

"Does that make you my Mommy?" she asked, stepping to me and wrapping her arms around my neck. My pulse raced and my mouth went dry as I held her, my princess, who just called me the one thing I wanted to hear from her more than anything else.

"If you'll have me."

"I love you, Mommy," she whispered before kissing me, a long, loving kiss so deep I felt our souls touch.

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"Sounds like you're getting your sleepover," Daddy teased. I was beyond hot and bothered and well into crazy horny, especially since I knew I wasn't getting laid tomorrow. I struggled against his hand and slipped his grip, climbing into his lap and straddling him, grinding my diaper against his crotch.

My arms were still firmly bound behind me, but now that his eyes were off of them, I could reach the double-snap hook that bound them together with my thumb. I touched my nose to his, breathing heavily as I continued to rub against him. Even through the diaper I could feel him, and I wanted him. Moments later, I had the snap hook popped and I tore the pacifier from my mouth, kissing him fiercely.

"Fuck me, Seth," I growled as I flung my arms around him. "Take me to your bed and fuck me until I can't walk straight."

"I guess we'll have to try tying you up again tomorrow then," he was entirely too satisfied when he said that - not at all disappointed, but I was too horny to analyze it. I wanted him, and I wanted him now. I leaned forward and bit his ear, then his neck, just where it met the jaw, and continued nipping at him, biting him the smallest amount, just enough to leave a mark that would be gone in a few minutes. I raked my nails across his back and moaned as I felt his hand move between my legs, sliding down my bottom and gripping the padding between my legs, sliding it back and forth against me.

"Please," I begged. "Carry me to the bedroom."

I was in the air before I could blink, being carried back to his bed, the bed I hadn't slept in for quite a while, but a bed I visited a lot.

I was in for a fun night.