After work I found Wes- I mean Daddy (I'm hating that word) sitting on the couch.
"Did you have a good day, princess?"
"Yes," I said.
"Yes, what?" he asked me.
"I'm not saying it!"
"So you want spankings???" He looked rather menacing.
"Yes, Daddy," I said.
"Better," he stated. "Go change into your little clothes."
I frowned and trudged off. After stepping into my room I discovered that Wesley had laid out another little outfit for me on my bed. It was a light blue t-shirt with flowers around the neck, a purple skirt that was one step away from a tutu, and blue jelly sandals. When I picked up the shirt I noticed a pink frilly pair of a bra and underwear. I sighed and reluctantly put it on.
When I walked out I saw Wesley waiting for me on the couch. "Hi, baby!" he said in a voice you use to talk to an actual baby. "You look adorable."
I plopped down beside him and did not say anything.
"Daddy got something for you!" He motioned towards his TV. I turned to see the menu screen of a Barbie movie. After I still didn't say anything, he prompted, "What do you say?"
"Thank you Daddy," I mumbled so he could barely hear.
Hey! Sorry I haven't written in a while. Daddy problems.:(