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Padraic and Calliope sat in his study talking about the contract she was to sign. He was going over each detail carefully explaining it to her, so there were no misunderstandings after the last time.
"This part here, I wanted to ask about that this morning," Callie spoke up for the first time in a while. "You don't want me to work?" She questioned.
"Well there is no need," he explained, "I will be paying a generous allowance into your bank account, and I earn more than enough to sustain us, not that I am mega rich or anything, but we don't have to worry about the extra income."
"But if I wanted to work I could?" Her mind was working quickly.
"Well no, I would rather if you didn't, particularly your last line of work," he chuckled. "In reality I do not want someone else imposing on your life, making you work when Daddy wants to play with you. I don't want anyone to tell you what to do or to have any sort of power over you, that is my job now."
"Oh, but going to school or University would be okay?" She looked up at him with probing eyes.
Padraic considered his answer carefully, "Yes because we could negotiate what you did, and the classes you took to make sure the workload would not be too much for either of us to bear. Plus if you went to University with Carl I would still have the control I needed over your interactions there, to keep you safe from all those nasty men who want to get into your pretty panties."
Callie picked up her pencil and scribbled on the contract as she had seen him do when he changed something and added, 'Calliope can go to school with Grandpa if she wants!' Padraic laughed happily and cuddled her close, "Yes she can."
Padraic checked the time on his computer screen, it was getting to be late afternoon and Bea would be here soon, but they had almost finished. So he worked quickly through the final few clauses. "There we go baby, see it doesn't say I own you, it just clearly defines my responsibilities toward you and your responsibilities toward me because our relationship is a little bit different to most peoples. We have obligations and consequences."
Callie grinned, "I will make you some rules too Daddy, like um, Daddy must always cuddle Callie even if she is a little bit naughty."
"We will talk about rules for Daddy," he laughed and hugged her tightly, "Bath time for you baby, it is getting dark and I need to think about something super healthy for dinner after all that ice cream you had today." Callie pulled a face at him, and he squeezed her bottom, "You're not being cheeky are you," he chuckled.
"No, Daddy! It's just that I am not really dirty,' she tried to hedge and smiled sweetly at him.
Padraic smacked her ass and murmured in her ear, "I know exactly what a dirty little girl you are." He chuckled and let his fingers drift between her thighs as he held her. His fingers delved between her wet pussy lips, and he stroked her clit making her squeal in delight. "Such a dirty girl," he murmured as he brought his fingers up to her face and rubbed them on her lip. Callie's little pink tongue snaked out around them, and he smirked, "Just the way Daddy likes his little girl to be."
She smiled sweetly and kissed him. Padraic carried her to the bathroom, helped her undress and ran her bath, squirting in lots of bubbles. "Daddy?" Callie asked quietly. She watched as he lifted his head and raised an eyebrow at her waiting for the question, "Well, it's just that, I like having a Daddy and being little again, I do. But, can I be an adult baby girl sometimes and not have bubbles all the time." Callie chewed her lip before hurrying on, "I mean their fun and all but they aren't meant for a grown up girl's skin and I love some of the different types of bath oils or salts or bombs. Please Daddy, can I have some?"
Padraic watched her, his expression blank as she danced from foot to foot nervously asking him for the small change to her bath time routine. He grinned, "Callie after yesterday you know you don't have to be nervous about asking me for the things you want." His grin was infectious, and she smiled up at him as he continued, "Most girls I have known love bubbles if you don't that's okay we will pick up some non-stinky girlie stuff next time we go shopping."
"Thanks Daddy, your the best!" She hugged him tight, and he picked her up and put her in the bath.
"Now clean up while I start dinner I will be back soon," he smiled and closed the door as he left.
Callie lay back in the bath and thought about her day. Being in court had been scary and though she was treated as an adult by the judge and others in the room she found that she didn't want to be like the other women who had been arrested with her. She didn't want to go back to the dancing and the creepy old men and the way she had earned her own money. She liked being looked after and spoilt and loved by Padraic. She was still getting used to exactly what it all meant for her and she found herself happy to be coddled and spoilt and have things done for her while maintaining a cute sexiness that made her Daddy look her with a deep desire.
'Yes,' Callie thought to herself, 'I am happy.' She giggled and splashed water peering through the bubbles at her freshly shaved bald pussy and smooth legs. She had never had so many baths in her entire life as she had taken in the last week and she called out loudly, "Daddy! I am getting old and wrinkly in here!"
A minute later he opened the door smiling, "And what's wrong with old and wrinkly," one eyebrow shot up and he looked at her.
She giggled, "It's very handsome for a Daddy, but girls aren't supposed to be old and wrinkly," she held up her hand for him to see her pruned up fingers.
"Okay baby out you come, then," Padraic picked her up wrapping a towel around her and drying her down walked with her to the bedroom. Placing her on her feet and grinning as he watched her Padraic stepped out of her line of vision. There was an enormous box tied with a pretty ribbon on her bed and her eyes lit up.
"A present? Can I open it now?" Callie's voice was hushed with excitement and she wriggled itching to tear the bulky box open. She was mindful of Daddy's rules though and she wasn't actually sure about present etiquette.
