I woke up to the sun shining through the curtains. No matter how many mornings I wake up to this the same radiating feeling it fills me with happiness. I knew I wouldn't have to wait long before my daddy to come get me from my crib. I know what you're thinking. A grown woman in a crib calling her husband Daddy. It works for us though. At twenty-three, I stand no more than five feet and a few inches. My body is petite but still womanly. See, I knew I wouldn't have to wait long.
"Good morning, Princess," Daddy sang as he swept into the room and opened the blinds. "Time for a day of play!"
My smile grew wider. I knew what that meant. Ashley was coming over. Daddy slid the bars down from the crib and picked me up. He gave me a big snuggle and laid me down on the adult changing table he had custom made. He began singing silly songs as he changed me. He picked me up, kissed my forehead, and set me on the floor to pick out my clothes. He decided on a band tee and a black pull-up.
Dressed for the day, we made our way downstairs. With Ashley coming over, I allowed myself to regress a little for the fun ahead. Daddy set me down on a blanket and turned the TV on to Tangled.
"Watch your movie and breakfast will be ready soon." Daddy cast one more look at me and couldn't help but declare how cute I was before heading to the kitchen. I lay back with my paci and enjoyed my movie. About halfway through, the movie was paused.
"Come on sweetheart, time for pancakes." I jumped up and followed him into the kitchen where he put me into another piece of furniture he had made for me. My highchair was perfect! The mess I made was minimal. Daddy cleaned up from breakfast and took me into the living room to talk about the day.
"I know littles be little but I have some work I need to get done today. I knew the noise level to stay at a reasonable level." He looked at me seriously. It made me squirm a little in my seat.
"I promise we will be quiet, Daddy." I beamed at him. It may of been a little overkill for my usual brand.
It wasn't much longer before we heard the doorbell ring. Daddy went to answer the door for Ashley and Uncle Dax. Ashley zoomed toward me and gave me a huge hug.
"You girls remember the rules or there will be some sore asses. From Uncle Nick and then from me when I get here" Uncle Dax gave us both a stern look and a kiss on the head before making his way back to his truck.
I promised with all our hearts we'd be the best and most quiet girls ever! My dad gave me a huge smile.
"I know you will, princess. You're always my best girl." I giggled, grabbed Ash, and we were off to the playroom.
We started getting all the doll stuff out of the normal toy closet. We played for a while before Daddy came to check on us the first time.
"Are you both dry and having fun?"
We gave him huge smiles and gave him a few hugs. He went back to work, and we went back to playing with our dolls.
Our dolls' characters and scenes were becoming more and more sexual as time passed. Ashley had reached over to rub my thigh a few times, and I was getting more excited.
Ashley suggested we go see if there's anything new in the toy closet. I knew my daddy was working and wouldn't notice us getting into the fun closet. If he saw us, he'd bust both of our bottoms.
We went inside, and you could tell everything inside was a mixture of fun objects. We looked around until Ashley found the new double-ended dildo. Daddy got me as a surprise. "Let's play!" She exclaimed enthusiastically.
We took the toy and a few others to the playroom. We pushed our doll mess aside and started kissing and giggling. Forgetting to keep the noise level down, Daddy came to check on us and found us taking turns licking each other's nipples. He pulled his phone out and took a few pictures to send to Dax of the girls playing.
"Are we having fun, girls? I know of two cuties who get a busted bottom for getting into the fun closet." We both hung our heads in shame and apologized under our breath.
"Excuse me, little girls, would you like to repeat that?" Daddy was verging on mad.
I quickly looked up at him and apologized. "I'm so sorry, Daddy, we got carried away. We don't have an excuse."
Daddy went to the not-so-fun side of the closet. I call it the not-so-fun side.I knew we were going to be punished, and neither of us would like it. Daddy had Dax on video call now that he was ready to punish us.
"Assume the position, girls; don't add extras," Daddy said in a no-nonsense voice.
We took our clothes off and got on our hands and knees before putting our arms in front of us and our asses in the air, side by side. We didn't dare look at each other. We didn't want extra swats.
"You'll each get 10 swats with the paddle for getting into places little girls aren't supposed to go. You'll each get an additional 5 swats with the belt for interrupting, like you said you promised you wouldn't. Count them and remember them."
Daddy took his time delivering the punishment. Never knowing which one would be next or where. I could feel my pussy starting to soak along with the tears on my face. I knew I wouldn't be sitting right for a few days.
Once Daddy was done, he hung up the call with Dax. "Since you girls are so curious, let's try out that new toy. I got it for you both, but neither of you asked to play, did you? So instead of playing with your pretty princess pussies, it's going in your cute little asses."