Little | Taekook

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"D-DADDY STOB!" The little cried harder with every smack to his bare bottom, and squeezed the bedsheets in fists out of pain. "B-BUNNY, DADDY PWEASE- AH!" The little's entire body jerked forward at another spanking, crying even harder that he had used his safe word 'bunny'. "You could've been taken away from daddy today, slut. You disobeyed me the entire time we were out. You're never going back outside ever again." His daddy growled as he smacked his little's bottom again, loving how the tanned skin was now blood red. "DWADDY STOB, PWEASE!" The little slipped into a younger head space at the terrible nickname, knowing his daddy knew not to ever call him that.

His daddy flipped the little over onto his back, purposefully pushing his bottom into the mattress to cause more pain. The little cried harder and harder until he was choking and gasping for air out of pain. "NWO!" The little screamed as loud as he could as he felt violent pain between his legs, and knew exactly what it was at 4 years old. "You act like you don't like it, baby." His caregiver told him as he turned the vibrator all the way up, causing the little to cry out more.

He had no idea what was happening to his body or stomach, but everything felt tight and tense, and he didn't like it. "Baby looks so beautiful." The little heard through his cries, and crossed his legs together in pain. He didn't know what it was, but a sound came out of his mouth that he didn't think was good, and curled up into a small ball. The sound left his mouth again, but louder and longer, and he didn't know what was going on with him.

He squirmed around to reduce the pain, but it only made the sounds go louder and more high-pitched. "Ah, baby...do you know what you're doing to daddy right now?" His daddy growled, causing the little to look up at him. He saw his daddy's naked lower half, and a nerve shook in his lower region at his daddy's hand rubbing up and down on his privates. "Don't you feel good, baby?" The little sobbed at the thought of feeling good, but he only felt bad and scared. He didn't like what was going on with his body, and was beginning to freak out.

"W-WHAT'S G-GWOING ON WIF M-ME?" The little squirmed around more at too many unfamiliar feelings, and he tightened his grip on the bedsheets. "Oh, that's right...baby's never felt a vibrator before~" The little swallowed his cries as his daddy got close to his face, and looked him in the eyes. "There's a little toy between your legs, baby, and it's inside of you. It's there to make you feel really good, baby~" His caregiver explained, kissing on his little's neck.

"B-bwut it hwurts! It hwurts, d-dwaddy!" The little cried as another foreign sound left his mouth. "It won't after a little, baby~ Those sounds you're making are making daddy feel good too~" His caregiver's voice went low, and grabbed the little's hand to place on his hard member. "When daddy's hard like this, it means daddy feels good and wants to touch you." The little was forced to form a grip around his daddy's privates, and that same sound erupted from his throat.

"D-dwaddy, w-what is-" "When baby makes that noise, it's you feeling good, baby." His caregiver told him, making the little apply a more firm grip to his hard member. "D-dwaddy, K-Kookie fweels weird~!" The little whimpered at a foreign heavy feeling in his tummy, and let his daddy move his hand up and down. "Baby, it's not weird. That's a good feeling, baby, I promise you're okay~ Just relax, baby..." He was told, and relaxed his tensed body. "Every time baby lets daddy touch you, we can do whatever you want after, okay?" His caregiver told him, forcing the little's hand to go faster on him. "O-otae- DWADDY AAH!" The little was absolutely horrified as he watched white liquid erupt from his private part, and automatically thought he was going to die.

It was some type of weird blood, and he was going to die. Right now. Death.

His daddy saw his expression, and allowed himself to cum in his baby's hand. The little was full-on panicking with a scared facial expression, and felt his daddy pull out the toy between his legs. "Baby, it's a good thing~ That's so good, you're being a very good boy right now." His caregiver told him, placing the little's hands down next to him.

"When this happens, that's when we can do whatever you want. You want this to happen, baby." The little calmed down a bit at the fact he might not die, and was suddenly hit with exhaustion. "H-how boes Kookie do it again?" The little asked, wanting to do this again and again so he could do whatever he wanted. "You have to do this." His daddy took his hand again, and placed it on the little's no-no square. He pressed the little's hand down, making him rub himself softly. The little allowed another weird noise to leave his mouth, and nodded his head. "But," The little was shocked as his daddy grabbed his wrist, and left a mark from his nails. "You can only do this when daddy's here to help." The little nodded in understanding, and pulled his arm away from his daddy.

"I'll be right back, baby." His daddy took the toy, and turned it off as he cleaned it off before placing it into their closet. He changed into new clothes, and left his little on his bed, with white liquid on his stomach.

He left the house for work, locking every single thing in the house: the windows, the doors, the basement, the attic, the fridge, cabinets, movie cabnits, and the little's toy room; leaving his little with an unknown substance on his tummy, and not knowing how to clean it off, or if he was even supposed to.