Daddy's Little Lacey (Ryan Gosling)

Chapter 3

I arrived back at his mansion a week later. He had given me time to cool off and think about the decision I had made. He requested I came with a small bag packed only with the necessities; tooth brush, wallet, phone. The only clothes I had were the clothes on my back. He had asked for my clothes and shoe size before I left that day and my favourite colour. I had also talked to the interior decorator for hours that day, giving her specifics about how I wanted my room (it would be ready for me today). I was greeted with a kiss on the cheek from my new daddy and shown up to my room. It was just how I described; baby blues and pinks filled the room. I was then shown through a door attached to my room- a.walk.in.wardrobe!! It was packed with pink, blue, white and yellow dresses. Frills, lace, tulle, bows. It was a babygirls dream come true. He then lead me over to a massive white dresser with six roomy drawers, he opened them to reveal pairs of the cutest underwear, matching bralettes, bloomers, pantihose and garters. I was amazed. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered harder and faster with the excitement.
"But there are rules, little girl." He says closing the drawer. He looks at me sternly. "You have to be a good girl for me." Here it was, the moment I'd been waiting for. Although I had told him I was in 100%, I wanted to wait for the rules to fully commit myself, this was the make or break. If he was a complete freak I would have no problem walking out right away and leaving it all behind.
"What are the rules daddy?" I look up at him through my eyelashes. He moves back into my room and closes the door, I follow to find a pink list, framed.
"Read it to me." He says sternly.
"Okay...

1. You must always show respect to daddy, this means no talking back or rolling eyes. Always do as daddy says.

2. No alcohol, drugs or smoking, pretty little girls don't need these things

3. No makeup, that's only for big girls and you're my little princess. You're beautiful without it

4. Always put your toys away after playtime- if daddy is home, ask and he will help you.

5. Be at the door for daddy when he comes home from work with plenty of kisses and hugs, I will have missed you as much as you missed me.

6. Always find me to say good morning when you wake up and ask me to tuck you in when you go to bed.

7. Never play with yourself without daddy's permission, that's daddy's job.

8. Always trust daddy, daddy knows best.

9. Make daddy happy and let daddy make you happy.

10. Always address me as daddy or sir

11. No swearing or foul language or jokes. You are a little girl and little girls speak like little ladies.

12. Always ask for daddy's permission when doing certain things and let daddy make your decisions for you. Again- daddy knows best

13. Always tell daddy how you feel, if you're upset let me know, daddy's here to fix and take care of his princess.

Any disobeying of these rules will result in immediate punishment, no matter where we are."
"Good girl and the rest." He points to the bottom of the page
"It's a schedule..."
"Yes, go on"
"Wake by 8am every morning; daddy wants to see your beautiful face every day before he goes off to work. If you're tired, you may go back to sleep after I leave.
8.00am- come find me and sit with me while I am getting ready. Daddy will dress you for the day.
8.30am- eat breakfast with me; chef always has something healthy and hearty to eat.
9.00am- kiss me goodbye for work.
While daddy is at work you should:
® Paint lots of pictures for daddy
® Play lots of games
® Keep room nice and tidy
Daddy is normally home from work just in time for dinner. You should greet me at the door, I will then carry you up to the bathroom where I will bath and clothe you for dinner. The rest is flexible." I sigh relieved, this was no where as strict as I was expecting.
"You're a wonderful reader Lacey."
"Thank you." I smile, he looks at me sternly "SIR! THANK YOU SIR."
"Good girl"
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"Miss Frenchkey, Dr Steele is approaching the front gate!" Miles, the house keeper/butler calls to me from the stairs.
"Oh shit!" I snap up from painting, I've been immersed in it for hours, its daddy's and my 1 month soon and I want to paint him something special. I quickly pack up my paints and rush to my ensuit to wash my hands clean of the dried paint. I run downstairs as fast as I can, making it just in time.
"Daaaddddddddddddy" I squeal and run to him with my arms up in the air. "How was work?" he picks me up as I wrap my arms and legs around him.
"Was a long day babygirl."
"But you're home now!" I rub my cheek along his shoulder and give him tiny kisses.
"Yes I am princess, yes I am" he chuckles as he walks me up the stairs, patting my back to sooth me.
"Can you put the pink bubbles in my bath this time pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease" I beg sitting on the sink counter as he draws my bath for me.
"Anything for you my babydoll."
"Yay!" I sit there swinging my legs back and forth, letting them hit the wall softly. He picks me up and gently places me into the bath.
"That too hot?"
"No its perfect daddy, thank you."
"Just like you." He begins gently scrubbing my skin and washing my hair with my princess Cinderella shampoo. "You've been painting today?"
"How do you know? You must be a psychic!" I sit shocked
"No baby." He begins laughing "you have pink paint behind your ears."
"Oh oops" I giggle.
"Silly girl." He dries me off and dresses me in a pink lace dress with a cute bow that ties up around my waist. "A Lacey dress for Lacey" he jokes.
"Oh daddy you're so funny!" I crack up as we walk down the hall for dinner. The chef serves up filet mignon with red wine for daddy and grape juice for me. We thank chef for dinner and retire upstairs.
"How are you feeling about the adjustment my sweet pea?" it had been a month but it felt like years, I felt so close to him, like I could tell him anything but he still gave me the cute, nervy butterflies whenever I was with him.
"Perfect daddy" it wasn't a lie, I felt at ease, like I finally belonged. I finally found what was missing in my life. Who knew acting like a 7-9 year old would do the trick. I felt perfect when I was in my little space, it felt right; like that was where I belonged. I barely came out of it. I stepped into my little space the day I moved in and he has seen me like that since.
"I'm going to tuck you in bed early tonight cause daddy has lots of work he needs to get done."
"Yes sir" I was a bit disappointed if I'm honest. We still hadn't had sex or done anything sexual at all- only kissed. Every night I hope he would bring me to bed and have his way with me. He hadn't punished me yet either, I'd been a good girl and followed all his rules. He kisses me goodnight and leaves the room with the door slightly cracked, the hallway light left my room slightly lit so I wouldn't get scared of the dark. I sit up most of the night wishing he would come back in and have his way with me, but I'm left alone. I come to the conclusion that I'm going to have to break the rules. Maybe he will get turned on when he is punishing me and at least play with me a bit. I drift off to sleep as I dream of daddy's sexy body on top of mine.