Page 23 of Albel

“Let’s get you down for a nap.” Daddy kisses my forehead as he starts walking.

“Sucking,” I murmur.

“What was that, Little Pet?” Daddy asks.

“Wanna suck on you,” I say before pushing my head into his chest, completely embarrassed. Every time I fall asleep, I’m always suckling on something, and this time I want it to be him.

Daddy stays silent, and I look up. He’s stopped walking and is already looking at me. “Are you sure?”

I hum.

“I need words, Little Pet.” There’s warning in his tone.

“Please,” I practically beg, whining.

I just want it while I fall asleep. To know that he won’t be able to go anywhere when I have him in my mouth, and to know that he’s right there, watching over me and making sure that everything is okay.

Yeah… I think I’m really sure I want to suck on him while I nap.

“Okay, Little Pet,” Daddy finally says as he lays me down on the bed. “I know. Shhh, you’re okay.”

I didn’t even realize I was whimpering until Daddy lay on the bed, his massive cock right in front of me. Oh my. How is he going to fit that inside me without splitting me in half?

“Shh, don’t look so scared,” Daddy grumbles. “I’m not going to ruin you. Well, for any other person I might, but you’re mine for the rest of our lives, so you won’t have anyone else.”

I reach my right hand forward, gently touching his cock and looking up at Daddy.

“I may come in your mouth,” Daddy says. “I just want to warn you. I may not be able to hold it back.”

I open my mouth and swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock before latching on and gently sucking. Daddy moans, and his hips twitch forward as I close my eyes, suckling on his cock and falling asleep.

“It’s cold,” I mumble as I try to climb into Daddy’s skin.

He’s currently walking outside toward the playground with me in his arms. The only thing I have on is a diaper and a shirt that barely goes past my breasts. I tried begging for more clothes, but Daddy kept saying no and even threatened to put me over his lap if I continued to ask. Apparently, it’s normal not to wear much on Venkoria, but I’m suffering for it.

“You’ll eventually get used to Venkoria and how cold it is,” Daddy says. “But you aren’t going to be away from me for long when we are out here.”

“I don’t know if I can sit on the seat alone while you push me. What if I get so cold and can’t hold on any longer?” I ask, looking up at him.

Sure, that’s part of the reason for not wanting to let him go, but the other part is not wanting to be away from him. He did give me medicine before we left, much against my arguments about not wanting anything up my bottom.

“Good thing there is a seat you will be put in so you don’t have to hold on. If you get too cold, we can go back to the apartment,” Daddy replies.

“But what if I’m not ready to go back to the apartment and want to be out where the air is so crisp?”

“We can open the window in the house so the air can come in. You can snuggle up in a blanket with me, and we can just relax,” Daddy offers. “We aren’t going to spend much time here, anyway. Not many people have their pets, and I don’t want too many people looking at you.”

Possessive.

“Here we are,” Daddy says.

I look around and see one single swing with a seat for me. This doesn’t look like the pictures I saw on the space station about playgrounds on Earth. They were so colorful and had a lot of different things, but this is just one single swing. Sure, the grass is green, and it looks lovely, but it’s so lonely.

“I don’t know if I want to be here any longer,” I mumble. “I think I would just like to go back. We can snuggle and have the window open. Maybe you can even sit on the rocking chair, and we can just listen to the outside noise.”

That sounds like a lot more fun right now. It sounds perfect, and I wouldn’t be cold.

“Are you sure?” Daddy asks. “What’s wrong?”