Dear Diary (Love, Daddy 7)

“We will—”

“Fucking, now.”

Before they answer, Chastity makes a moaning sound, her hands go to her face, rubbing her cheeks, and I push the taller paramedic away to squeeze next to her.

“Baby.”

“Daddy,” she answers, and I don’t care who hears. Everyone has seen the open closet with our play things inside and at this point, let the world know, I don’t give a shit. As long as I have Chastity, I’ll burn everything else to the ground. We’ll start over, just the two of us on some private island somewhere if necessary.

“You’re going to be okay. I’m right here.”

Her lashes flutter open and she looks at the paramedics, then at my face. “Toto, I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.” A flicker of a smile tips her lips up and she starts to giggle.

“Probably the Chloroform still in her system. Can make you a little loopy for a while.” The bigger of the two medical workers reaches down and adjusts the oxygen tube in her nose. “Best if we get her to the hospital, like you said.”

I nod as Chastity reaches up and pinches my nose. “Boop.” She chirps then explodes in more laughter. “Alice is going to be soooooo mad we made such a mess. You’re going to be in biiiiiig trouble Mister.” She points at my nose and pokes it again. More laughter.

“You’re being a naughty girl.” I brush her hair from her forehead as she tries to stop laughing. “But, this time, I’ll let it go.”

The paramedics get her on the stretcher as I follow behind.

In the elevator, Chastity reaches out and I take her hand, her laughter gone.

“I saw you.” Her eyes well with tears.

“Saw me what, baby?”

“With that lady. In the restaurant. You gave her a ring, too.” Her voice breaks and tears stream down her cheeks.

A moment of confusion takes me, then I remember.

I reach inside the suit jacket she’s wearing now and pull out the red box.

“You mean this ring?” I pop it open. This is not the way I envisioned my proposal, but there’s no time like the present.

Her eyes are still teary, but she crinkles up her nose, looking at the massive heart shaped pink diamond staring back at her. I pull it out, point toward the inside of the platinum band.

“Can you read what it says?”

She squints as the elevator doors open into the lower parking garage. I see the red and white ambulance parked there waiting, lights still flashing, but I hold a finger up to the medics, needing just a second before they get her secured for transport.

“It says…” She stares at the inside of the ring for a moment, reading the inscription. “Babygirl, Mine Forever. Love, Daddy.”

“That’s right. Mine forever.”

“Mine forever too. Daddy.” She smiles and I kiss the tears from her cheeks.

“Will you marry me, baby?” I slip the ring on her finger as she holds her hand up.

“Yes, Daddy. And I won’t even make you ask twice.”

“Good girl.”

Chapter 22

Chastity

One month later

Diary Entry This Morning

Dear Diary,

I only have a second. Daddy is cooking breakfast and Alice is here for the morning.

We’re going to look at wedding magazines and talk about my dress. She offered to make it for me and I just know it will be perfect. I don’t want to spend a gazillion dollars on something I’ll wear once, and I want it to be special.

Daddy has to go to the office for a bit while Alice and I do girl stuff. Then, he says he will be back here and we will have some fun. Lucky girl.

Okay, time for breakfast. If I’m late it will be twenty lashes with a soggy piece of bacon.

xoxo

I'm on the raised platform in the center of our playroom.

It’s new. As are a lot of things.

My back is arched. Leather cuffs hold my ankles and wrists.

My breasts shake every time he flicks the sharp crop at the side of my hip.

I shiver as the pain spirals through me in torrents of liquid delight.

I open my eyes, drinking in the wonderful sight of Daddy’s cock as he circles around me wearing just his hard on.

I'm naked as well, on my knees. My arms pulled back and my wrists buckled to my ankles in my new pink and white cuff and spreader set.

Around my neck is the diamond collar Daddy got for me a month ago when I’d just moved in.

He always says his baby deserves the best.

His cock stands hard and pointing at my face. The thick veins lining it make me lick my lips.

“What are you thinking right now, baby girl?”

I squeeze my thighs and hold his gaze. “I'm thinking about your cock down my throat.”

“Didn’t I feed you my cock this very morning in the shower? Well, after my cock showered you, that is.”

“I can't get enough.”

“I understand but Daddy doesn’t want your mouth right now.”