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“Are you…? Do you ever…? I mean…you seem to know a bit about it.”

“Are you trying to ask if I’m a Daddy Dom?”

“Is that what they call it? A Daddy Dom?”

“Yeah. And sometimes I can be.”

“Sometimes?”

“With the right person,” he clarified. “Usually when I’m here, I’m looking to scene with a sub. I don’t usually come help in the Littles’ area.”

And why didn’t he? How was he going to meet a Little unless he spent time with them? Was he just waiting for someone to pop into his lap like Sunny had with Duke?

Maybe that’s exactly what he’d been hoping for.

“What do you like about it?” She bit her lip. “Sorry, that was very personal. You don’t have to tell me.”

“I like taking care of someone. I like the feeling of being completely in control. Littles often need more from me. Cuddles, reassurance, care, rules, discipline.” He wasn’t comfortable with explaining anything more.

“Could I see? Would anyone mind?”

Ink longed to reach out and pull her lip out from between her teeth. “Let me check with the monitor. There’s always a monitor in this room. They’re mainly only there to observe and to ensure that everyone is taken care of. There will be Littles in there with their Tops, but also some who are on their own. Don’t interact with anyone unless they speak to you.”

“If they do speak to me?”

“Well, don’t ask them any adult questions. If you have questions, wait until we leave. All right?”

“Yes, I understand, Sir.”

“We’ll probably just go in and observe for a few minutes. I don’t want us interrupting anything.”

“All right.”

He moved to the door and pressed the buzzer. Soon a dark-haired older woman with graying hair opened the door. Reina was a regular monitor. Most Littles reacted well to her. She could be strict when necessary but mostly she was a softie with a big heart. She looked at him then over at Betsy.

“Hey, Ink,” she said in a pleasant voice. “Don’t see you coming here much.”

“I’m mentoring a new sub for tonight,” he explained. “This is Betsy.”

Reina glanced at Betsy with a welcoming smile. “Hello, Betsy. Are you a Little?”

“I, umm…I only just learned about, uh, age play.” She glanced up at Ink for guidance. He couldn’t deny that felt good.

“Betsy would like to come in and observe, if that’s all right?”

Reina’s gaze narrowed, still studying Betsy. Did she see something he didn’t? He hadn’t spent enough time with Betsy to know for sure, but he couldn’t see any signs of her being a Little.

Reina turned and looked into the room. “We have four Littles in here right now. And they’re with their caregivers. Let me ask them.”

They had to wait just a couple of minutes until she was back. “They’ve all agreed that you can come in to observe. Betsy, you’ll follow Master Ink’s instructions, yes?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Betsy replied.

Reina let a smile slip free. “That’s what I like to hear. Come in, sweetie.”

Betsy slipped in and Ink followed. The Littles’ area was far different than the rest of the club. This room was well lit. It was cheery.

Storage covered one wall. Bins that could be pulled out, containing toys. At one end of the wall there was a door. It led to the nursery where there was a changing table, rocking chair and an oversized crib. This main area was for playing. There was a big playful rug on the floor. A doll’s house. A play kitchen. An arts and crafts area and a large train set. Other toys could be pulled from the storage wall. To the right was a chair that faced the corner and attached to the back of the chair was a sign.


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