▼ Night ▼ [Femdom Oneshots]

A little time

Contains: fem!daddy, cgl, mdlb, spanking

Dawn settled on that Sunday gracefully. The sun was late to rise, but the house was already awake. Danny's breakfast had gone cold while he stared at his feet, waiting for Violet to put on his shoes for him.

He restlessly shifted from one side to another, biting his nails and peeling off his nail polish. Pearls of tears riddled his eyelashes. He tried to hold them back but he couldn't help but feel so useless and little. He peered over at her.
The way Violet looked was always so inherently strong and self assured. It made him just want to be in her arms and be ditzy and small.

"Sit down. I'll put your shoes on for you."
            He did as he was told and she slipped his shoes on, making sure to tuck the shoelaces so he doesn't trip and fall like last time.

              "I don't wanna go. I'm sleepy."
Danny whined under his breath, rubbing the tears from his eyes.

              "I know you are, honey, but you can't miss this doctors appointment."

          Danny huffed and stomped his foot, dragging his wrist across his damp face in frustration.

              "Don't catch an attitude with me. That's strike one."

          Violet looked up at him, her kind brown eyes bearing into him.

         He refused to meet her eyes, only nodding his head before bringing a thumb to his lips. Her warm hand gently wrapped around his wrist and took his thumb away from his mouth, replacing it with a pacifier.

        Before leaving out the door, she hastily grabbed his favorite stuffie and laced her fingers with his.

      Danny wished the roads weren't so empty this morning. He wished they got stuck in traffic so that he can spend his time watching Sunday morning cartoons from the back seat. But the time he had in the car passed too quickly.

       When they arrived, the doctor's office parking lot was desolate and shrouded in cold early morning fog. Violet had made sure they had gotten the first appointment of the day much to Danny's despair.

        She opened the door for him with her hand outstretched for him to hold, but he didn't take it.

         "I want nap time." Danny said, sniffing back his tears.

          "You can get nap time after your appointment. Right now, you're gonna need to be a good boy and get out of the car. Now."

           Her outstretched palm became a pointed finger, pointing at the ground in front of her. Her kind eyes lost their kindness in that moment and turned to stone, but Danny stayed still, his cold body shivering as he sat there stubbornly.

          Violet licked the inside of her lip and chuckled ruefully, stepping closer to him so that their noses were almost touching. She was so close, he could feel the heat radiating off her skin.

           "I'm going to count to three and if you don't start being good right now, I'm going to get back in the car, bend you over my knee and remind you how to be a good boy. You don't want that, do you?" She whispered.

        Danny just shook his head and crossed his arms, but didn't get out of the car.

           "1...2..."

       He sighed and stomped out of the car, walking right past Violet without taking her hand.

       Violet spent her time in the waiting room, listening to the ticking clock, trying to regain her composure. The time passed slowly and she thought about him, the way his eyes looked so innocent when he wants to make her angry. She knows why he likes to make her angry.
       She knows her stern voice and kind eyes sends him to a place in his mind that makes him feel as if he's stuck in memories, but the kind that never happened. Memories where he's allowed to play with dolls and let a whole afternoon slip away without thinking about time at all. He could pretend not to know how to read a clock and the things he does know become so blissfully obsolete while he sleeps. He only thinks about the one who thinks for him.
         But Violet knows there's another side to it, the side where she feels his heart begin to race when she threatens him in his ear, the side that only comes out at night. He can feign his innocence, coloring in his coloring books while thinking his naughty thoughts, but she knows his mind far too well.