Chapter Five:
Picture Day:
Daddy had me wear a
sheer white dress. He wanted to take some pictures today. I sat on the bed in my
girly dress. A wreath of white flowers adorned my head. The only thing I was
missing was a pair of wings. I wasn’t allowed to wear any underwear. Daddy set
up his camera. I sat up as straight as I could.
“Spread your legs a
little more,” he said. I spread my legs out a little bit.
“Lift your chin,” he
said. I lifted my chin.
“Good girl. Now
smile for me,” he said. I shivered as I tried to smile. Ooo! I loved when he
called me a good girl. It was tempting to cross my legs. No, stay still and be
good.
Click.
The photo session
began. Daddy had me looking like an innocent little girl. It felt like I was
flirting with the camera. He smiled behind the camera.
“Yes! That’s it!
Give me more,” he said.
Click. Click. Click.
Twelve pictures.
Twelve before Daddy had me change positions. He made me cross my legs and look
innocent. I batted my eyelashes at one point.
“Please keep still,”
Daddy said. I lifted my chin.
“Yes, Daddy,” I
said.
Click. Click. Click.
He made me feel so
sexy. I couldn’t remember the last time I had so much fun. I blew a kiss at the
camera. My cheeks felt hot as Daddy stared at me. Did I do something wrong?
“So cute,” he said.
I giggled nervously.
“Aw, what’s wrong?”
he asked. I hid my face as I shook my head.
“Such a pretty girl.
Look up at me,” Daddy said. I didn’t move at first.
“Come on, please?”
he asked. I slowly looked up. His smile made my heart melt again. Who was this
man? I rested my hand on my chest.
“Are we going to
take more pictures?” I asked. Daddy laughed.
“You know I can’t
help it,” he said.
“Are going to
take…?”
“Take?” He raised
his eyebrow. I gulped as I lifted my chin. I couldn’t believe I was about to say
this. (I didn’t know why. I’ve kind of done something like this before. Kind
of.”
“Nudie pics?” My
voice came out in a whisper. There was a pause. My heart thundered against my
chest. I thought I was going to faint. When did it get so hot in here? Daddy
laughed.
“Is that what you
want?” she asked. My face looked redder than a tomato. My lips trembled as I
tried to answer.
“Hm?” he asked.
Daddy leaned in closer. I lowered my head.
“Yes,” I mumbled.
“What was that? I
couldn’t quite hear you. Could you repeat that?”
“Yes!” That came out
in a shout. I thought I was going to faint. Daddy couldn’t stop laughing at me.
I thought that I was going to die. He walked over and took me by the chin. I
felt so small as he lifted my gaze up to him.
“Let’s finish taking
more pictures before we come that, shall we?” he asked in a low voice. His tone
made me shiver.
“Yes, Daddy,” I said
in a murmur.
“Good,” he said. He
let go of my face and walked back over to the tripod and camera. I shifted back
into place and adjusted my sheer white dress. I couldn’t wait to take it off.
“Smile,” Daddy
commanded. I broke into my biggest smile possible.
Click.
