Sintellectualz
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May Wishes Come True
Written for a baby slave gurl who needs a Papa to give her big, long lasting hugs.
Twas that time of the morning where midnight had long since disappeared and the dawn was yet to stretch and yawn. Papa woke with a start for no apparent reason. He opened His eyes and saw His voluptuous slave sleeping soundly beside Him. Carefully, so as not to awaken her, He slipped out of bed.
Donning His dressing gown to combat the coldness of the morn, He walked to the nursery. Inside her cot, His baby slave was restless. she was tossing and turning and murmuring incoherently. He moved a chair adjacent to the cot, dropped the side railing nearest Him and reached in.
Brushing the hair from her facial cheek He leaned over and gave her a loving kiss before taking her in His strong arms. He drew her to Him and held her tight. her murmuring changed slowly to an occasional contented whimper as His fingers toyed with her hair and rubbed her back. she snuggled into Him as her dreams flowed through her subconsciousness. He kissed her again and held onto her in the darkness, occasionally whispering His affection for His property.
As dawn broke, He placed her fully in her cot, checked her nappy which thankfully was dry and clean, raised the railing back into place, returned the chair to where it belonged and quietly left the room. When she awoke, baby slave gurl was aware of none of what her Papa had done, yet somehow she knew He had been with her all night.
Later, in her high chair, mama fed baby slave gurl directly from the jar. This morning's breakfast was banana flavour, so it said on the label, with the words “baby food only” below this. she gurgled happily as some dribbled out of her mouth. mama collected it on her little plastic spoon and re fed it to her with a playful admonishment. baby slave was then given her bottle, which she insisted she could hold like a big gurl and with both hands held it tight as she consumed all the milk it contained. she loved it and was thankful that mama had warmed the milk first and added the mildest touch of honey for flavour.
After breakfast she splashed about in the bathtub, enjoying making the bubbles dance and float as mama washed her from head to toe humming along as baby slave sung nursery rhymes. Dried, dressed in a fresh nappy, her hair in pigtails secured by enormous bold pink ribbons tied in a bow on both sides and cute socks that almost reached her knees with little red cherries on them, she ran, giggling down the hall as fast as her little legs and big heart could carry her.
In the lounge room she sat on the floor, her legs spread wide, her head nestled between Papa's thighs as He read the weekend edition of His financial newspaper. mama caught up with her and placed her pink dummy into her mouth before turning the television on so that baby slave could watch her Saturday morning cartoons. Papa and mama exchanged a lengthy kiss, then mama picked up a book and sitting next to Papa and almost on top of Him, commenced reading.
Papa reached down to baby slave and gave her a gentle rub behind her ears, affectionately showing her that she was His baby slave gurl.
It was pouring with rain outside, however underneath the roof of their loving household, sunshine prevailed.
© 2012 Sintellectualz
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