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 TITLE: Mellie's First Dinner
Author:Ophelia's Fever

   2016

   Contact me at: opheliasfever(at)gmail.com
Codes:Mg, ped, reluc, DDlg, spank, D/s, anal

   Summary: Mellie is quickly learning about her new role in the family. 
Her role is further emphasized over dinner time where little girls must
make happy plates, or face the consequences.  Please check out the previous
3 chapters on my page!
Disclaimer: This is a literary work intended for adult (18+) audiences.
By reading my story you consent to the understanding that this is a work

of fiction for adults.  All characters are a figment of my imagination for
entertainment purposes only.



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   After thoroughly washing my face in the bathroom, I headed downstairs
for dinner.  It was the scene I'd come to know, same table, same room, but
there were fundamental changes to the tableau.  Our long table had the same
three settings, one for Daddy and Mommy but also a new one, one for a baby.
At my seat was a new arrangement, certainly as surprising as all the other
things I've discovered so far.  There was a funny aquatic scene placemat, a
seahorse blowing bubbles onto the tablescape.  A toddler's spork with a
large handle, and a sippy cup adorned the mat along with a plastic plate,
the kind that have 3 cubbies embedded inside.  Daddy was already sitting at
the table waiting for his dinner to be served as Mommy came in with a tray,
dressed very different and not unlike how I saw her before I fell asleep.

   Mommy was tightly corseted like before and this time in her large
nipples were pieced with rings.  Attached to the rings were tiny bells so
that Mommy jingled whenever she moved.  Mommy also had these hobbling
devices, she had this belt like thingy locked around above her knees so she
could only take these tiny baby steps.  Finally, she had a chain tied to
her waist with a ring and the chains ended around each wrist but the chain
was short, so Mommy when she moved one arm out, the other arm had to move
in to give it room.  All of these things made Mommy so pretty!  So womanly!
Mommy was made so dainty for Daddy's pleasure!

   Mommy first served Daddy a hearty meal: steak, potatoes, fixings,
greens, rolls, and a large glass of wine.  Mommy then served me: cut up
chicken fingers in really small pieces, apple slices, and green peas.  I
hate peas.  Mommy then brought her dinner which was a small plain salad.  I
guess Mommy can't eat much when her waist is so small.  Daddy tucked into
his meal and after a few bites he began to talk in what would become normal
dinner conversation for our family.

   "Mellie...  first, you need to thank your Mommy for dinner.  Then,
another rule, I think you are ready for them, hm?  Babies are to hold to
the old adage, `do not speak until spoken to'.  Baby should be silent until
she is asked to talk.  I that clear, Baby?" Daddy asked, pointing a fork at
me.

   "Yes, Daddy." I said, one fork poised over a small piece of chicken.

   Mommy and Daddy carried on their dinner conversation like usual,
occasionally looking over to praise me, "Mellie, you look so darling with
your sippy cup!" and to talk about the things of the day.  Daddy also told
Mommy about our private adventure before dinner and what a good little
cocksucker i would become.  At the end of our meal, Daddy had noticed that
I didn't eat my peas.  I hate peas.

   "Little girl, why didn't you eat your peas?" Daddy asked quietly from
across the table, I learned later that that quietness was dangerous.

   Looking down at the table I whispered, "I don't like peas, Daddy."

   "You are disrespecting your Mommy by not eating them." Daddy said with
even more quiet tension.

   "They hurt my tummy, Daddy." I said, while not exactly true, they do
make me sick because they are gross.

   "Stand up, Mellie, and go to your room, immediately.  Insolence. 
Defiance.  Lying.  It's time for Baby to be punished for this behavior."
Daddy said.

   "I stood up, tears welling up in my eyes in fearful anticipation and
embarrassment.  I rushed back to my room and flopped on the bed.  I was
terrified, what kind of punishment would I get?  I just hate peas!  Why
should I get into trouble for not eating them?  It's not fair!  I don't
know how long I waited, maybe an hour?  Every minute that passed filled me
with more dread.  Finally, Daddy and Mommy both came into the room.  Daddy
went over to the huge rocking chair set into one corner and Mommy went to
the large, locked chest at the foot of my bed and opened it but I could not
quite see the contents.

   "Come here and stand next to me, Mellie." Daddy said as I drug my feet,
pouting, to Daddy.  "Oh, baby is going to resist punishment by delay
tactics?" Said Daddy as he roughly pulled my tiny babydoll above my head,
leaving me only in collar, lace anklets, maryjanes and ponytails.  Daddy
was such a terrifying and imposing figure on the rocking chair, I began to
shake, "Yes, baby, you should be scared.  This is a punishment. 
Punishments are for when little girls are very bad little babies.  You have
disrespected Mommy and I by not eating your peas.  What do you have to say
for yourself?" Daddy said, grabbing my chin gently and forcing me to look
at him.

   Tears trembling down my chin, I shakily said, "I'm sorry Daddy...  i'm
sorry Mommy..."

   "Sorry for what, baby?" Dady said, tightening his grip on my jaw.

   I responded heartfeltfully, "Baby is sorry for being a bad little girl.
And hurting Mommy and Daddy's feelings.  For being a bad disrespectful,
insolent baby." I said, shaking even more.

   Satisfied, Daddy grabbed me by the arm and pulled me across his lap. 
Daddy was a large man, and my feet dangled in the air.  I felt Daddy hold
my little back firmly with one hand but the other was grabbing and rubbing
my bottom.

   "Baby will have a spanking.  Everytime I spank baby's ass, baby will
thank Daddy, is that clear?"

   "Yes, Daddy...." I said, quaking even more.

   "Thwak!" went Daddy's hand smacking a cheek, he didn't hold back, he hit
and he hit hard!

   "Ooowwwww!  Thank you Daddy." I screamed out as filthy pain rose from my
bottom.  Daddy set to; spanking each cheek until my bottom was a red hot
mess.  I learned later, that, Daddy was being very kind to only use his
hand this time.  Sometimes a minute or more would pass until I could get my
sobbing under control enough to say `Thank you, Daddy' but Daddy was a
patient man, he would wait.  Then the blows would resume until finally, I
was a limp, submissive, crying mess.

   During punishment, Daddy would feel my cunny and bottom between spanks,
murmuring to himself with satisfaction as it felt wetter and wetter down
there.

   "Daddy thinks Baby loves being a little baby.  Sarah, bring the plug." I
couldn't see what they were doing but all the sudden I felt my sore
asscheeks being spread apart and I could feel the cool night air on my
crinkie.  I tried to stiffen up in shock but Daddy only smacked my sore and
hurt little bottom until I stopped.  I felt some slippery water drip down
my bottom and, finally I felt something trying to move its way into my
crinkie!  I tried to fight it, but whenever I gave any resistance, Daddy
would smack me again, reminding me who was boss.

   "Baby's spanking is over, but Baby needs the additional reminder about
who her Mommy and Daddy is and how she is nothing but a tiny little girl
who needs to listen!" Daddy was taking a silver butt plug and slowly
forcing it into my crinkie, making it open for him.  I felt so nasty, so
dirty, but also kind of excited, too.  Once I felt the plug fall into my
bottom with a pop, my crinkie was so sore and throbbing.  There was a heavy
weight inside me and my bottom was a fiery welt map of pain.  Daddy lifted
my crying, shaking mess off of his lap, and wiping each tear and kissing
each cheek, Daddy grew tinder again.  "Baby took her punishment well, Daddy
is very pleased.  But, Baby needs to think about what she did."

   Mommy then led me to the corner with hooks on it.  I could understand
now that my collar had a ring and so Mommy and Daddy could force me onto a
hook on any level from low to really high.  This time, Mommy hooked me into
the one at my height.  "You will stay here until Mommy and Daddy say your
punishment is over." Mommy said, giving my bottom a squeeze as I yelped out
in pain, "Those peas are also waiting for you, for breakfast." Mommy said,
tweaking a nipple.

   I couldn't see cause obviously I was in the corner, but Mommy turned to
Daddy and said, "Daddy, doesn't Baby look so beautiful in her ponytails,
her socks, her red sore ass, and her butt plug?  What a delightful little
baby!" Mommy said.

   "Yes, Sarah, our Baby's ass will be well trained before too long.  Come
over here and suck this cock." Daddy commanded and I heard Mommy hobble
over and before too long I could hear Mommy gagging and choking on Daddy's
love.

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