Calesti POV.
I did get my nuggies, I ate them making a big mess, I’ve slipped into my little self, he had to try and clean me after the meal, the keyword is trying, since I tried to fight him off, not wanting the wet cloth to touch my face.
“Ready to talk now princess?” he asks me still fussing over me, over if I’m clean if I wetted myself without noticing and if I’m good to talk.
“Fine,” I say sitting next to him on the sofa waiting for him to start talking.
“You know why I’m here now, and for how long I’m staying, I know you’re a little and we have already established that you are my little baby,” he keeps ongoing, he’s right so far.
“But me nu want a daddy,” I say again with a pout, a daddy means he’s going to make me obey his rules, and he might spank me again.
“You getting one sweetie, it’s not an option anymore, but now we can live happily or not,” he says giving me the option.
“I wanna be happy,” I say, I won’t choose the spanking road, that one hurt.
“That’s good baby, you just need to obey rules, all littles have those,” he assures me.
“Nu some littles don’t, what if I’m one of those?” I argue with him, he groaned and rubbed his face.
“Calesti, tell me more about the daddy you were trying to summon, how does he look and act like?” He says, which was a weird request for me, but I nodded.
“I wanted to summon a low-level demon, I’ll control him and he’ll have to hold me for the night, hug me, read me a story and tuck me in, then leave,” I confess my plan.
“Calesti, sweetie low-level demons are ugly, they do not speak earth language, and they wouldn’t know how to tuck you in,” he says with a sad smile.
“You’re too powerful to summon one and you are too precious to be hurt by one. Your powers knew that, they wanted to summon Lucifer for you,” he says with a wink.
“Isn’t Lucie bad?” I ask him, and he told me so.
“He’s too firm to be a daddy, his punishment is too hard for littles like you, and he doesn’t really know how to give aftercare,” he says, did he try to be Lucifer’s submissive before or something?
“And what about you? You like to beat my bum!” I keep reminding him.
“Calesti, if any of the other lords won the honour of being here with you. You’d be suffering from much worse injuries than a sore bum,” he says, but I looked at him confused about what other lords.
“There was a fight over me?” I ask him.
“Yes, when Lucifer said and I quote ‘This child of mine is out of hand, chose one and let him go keep her in line,'” he says imitating another deeper voice making me giggle.
“Then what?” I ask feeling special.
“Then I found out you are a little, we had a small fight and I won,” he answers with a wink.
“Fine, I’ll keep you but no more spankies,” I say giving in to having him around.
“Why thank you, princess! You’d keep me, how very generous of you, and in return, I shall promise to treat you like the baby princess you are and read you stories and tuck you in,” he answers me making me blush, what a meanie.
“Now what?” I ask him, changing the subject of me being a baby.
“You getting the day off, tomorrow we start with your lessons, you can watch TV or play with your toys,” he says, I decided to watch some more tv, having him turn it on for me, and he cuddled me while I watched, maybe keeping him wasn’t a bad option after all.
We spent the rest of the day cuddled up, for dinner, we had more nuggies since it’s my day off, but it wasn’t until after dinner that things got bad again.
“You can’t do this,” I said standing in just the stupid diaper in the bathroom, looking at the unwanted field tub.
“You’re dirty and in need of a wash,” he answers me, trying and succeeding in taking the last garment off my body.
“I’m clean! Witches self-clean!” I lie, we don’t.
“You’re not a cat, you need a good scrub,” he answers me making me whine some more.
“Enough with the whining Calesti, you’re getting bathed, you’re so stinky king Lucifer could smell you from down there,” he says placing me in the water, I hate baths and water, it’s a witch thing, I began to cry.
“There, there Calesti, no need for tears, I got you toys,” he says placing a boat and ducks in the tub with me. But I ignored them all in favour of crying, I kept on crying, until I was picked up and wrapped in a fluffy towel.
“All clean,” he coos at me taking me toward the padded desk that I now know is a changing table, he didn’t need to use the straps on me anymore, I liked not having to worry about the bathroom, it felt like I’m being hugged, he got me in a more little like clothing option, a footie jammies.
“Clean and warm,” he cooes at me yet again, brushing my hair getting ready to place me in the stupid crib, but I wasn’t alone, Giggles was added, I hugged him right away.
“He needed a bath of his own, it’s been a long day, I’m gonna leave you to rest,” the demon lord declares tucking me and my stuffy in, giving me my paci, and turning a night light on for me, it’s exactly what I wanted, I felt in heaven.