Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

Fear

Well, after showering and getting dressed, Daddy took a plastic chair to keep my feet from getting wet, and I sat on the cover of the closet. Carefully, Daddy poured water slowly into my body, clearing the curves of my body into the folds that did not escape his attention. After taking a shower, he wiped my body with a towel and helped me get dressed, put the patient's shirt back on. Then, he carried me back to bed.

I watched him, how sincere and painstaking he was in taking care of me. It must be difficult to find a man as good as him in this world, who is willing to take care of his wife with his own hands. Step man. And I'm lucky, God gave a man like him to me.

"Time to take the medicine."

"What medicine is that?" my many.

"Pain relief medication, for your wound. If it's for your heart, I'm the cure." He grinned wide.

And, I replied with a smile. "You medicine. The most powerful drug."

Daddy took the two pills off the table, reached out to a glass of water and helped me take them.

"Thank you."

He nodded, put the glass back on the table and lay down next to me. "You don't mind, do you, if I sleep here?"

"of course. Next to you I'll feel safer and more comfortable."

He smiled fondly, leaning his head right next to my head. "Kejora, keep your promise, yes. Don't you ever leave me? Hmm?"

"Yeah, Dad. I can't go anywhere anyway. It took me a long time to heal the wound on my leg."

He took a trembling breath and closed his eyes. "I'm talking seriously, Kejora. Never leave. Don't leave me."

"All right, I'm not kidding. Sorry, yes. I promise, I'm not leaving. I will be with you, forever," I said as I immersed myself deeper under the blanket, curling closer to him.

He kissed my forehead. "You must be strong. It always has to be tough" he said.

I'm yawning. The pain pills made me sleepy.

"definitely. I will always try to be the best. Sleep on." Then he whispered his love and gave me goosebumps, "I love you, Kejora."

I nodded and closed my eyes. "I love you too" I murmured.

I spread my left hand on the blanket, my palm facing upwards. I also fell asleep with a tight grip on his hand.

However, when I woke up the next morning, the grip of the hand turned into a bond. A binding cloth, tying my wrist with his hand. Daddy was sound asleep next to me.

Kuhela took a deep breath. Yesterday my hands were tied by Riko, and this morning I found my hands tied by Daddy - tied with his hands. I'm surprised, a little. But the rest of me was very understanding, he was afraid I ran away like my mother used to. She must not be able to sleep with anxiety, so she did this to me.

"Daddy.." call me.

He woke up, then looked at me. "Why?" tanyakanya.

"I'm gonna pee. Would you please take me to the toilet?"

Daddy blinked his eyes, as if he was gathering lives, then got up. "Eh," he said, realizing his hands were tied to mine. And he grinned wide. "I'm sorry, yes" he said.

"It's no problem" I said. "It's a good thing it's not handcuffs. I could be hysterical if...."

Our hand ties are gone. Daddy took me to the bathroom. "Don't continue" he asked. After helping me pee, she started doing some weird stuff. Instead of taking me back to my nursery bed, she carried me and sat me down near the sink.

"You what?" my many.

Hmm. You must know!