Nothing to Stop You Now

DDlg wraps up this chapter. ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS SCENE ARE 18 OR OVER.

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You slide open the left side closet door to find the gear Fiona had mentioned. There were whips and floggers hanging from the rod. There were canes, poles, and such leaned in the corner. And right in front of you was series of shelves with binds, cuffs, blindfolds, ropes, clamps, vibrators, and all variety of sex toys and gear. It is a kinky treasure trove!

You take your time and really look things over. You're gaze pauses on each shelf and each item and you let your imagination tell what might be possible with each and what you might enjoy. This being your first time you knew you weren't going to get too complicated or crazy. Ropes were out as you didn't have the knowledge yet to use them so instead you grab a set of leather padded handcuffs and the matching ankle cuffs and go and set them bed.

You look to corner. Fiona was now sitting cross legged and was speaking quietly to Bunbun.

"You okay sweetie?"

"Yes Daddy."

"Do you want a juice or something to drink?"

"No thank you Daddy."

"That's my girl. Could you sing a song for me Princess?"

"Okay Daddy." You continue what you were doing as Fiona sings in a high sweet voice 'Itsy Bitsy Spider' and has Bunbun dance to the tune.

You look over the selection of canes. You choose a rattan one with a nice leather handle on it of middling thickness. You test out the feel of it in your hand and swoosh it through the air a few times and nod approvingly. This too you take to the bed and lay it down on the soft pastel bedspread like a surgeon placing their scalpel among their other surgery implements.

You glance over to the corner to see Fiona performing 'I'm a Little Teapot' for her fuzzy friend. Your mother had told you that Fiona was a happy playful child before your father died but you had no memories of this. In your recollection she had always been rather distant and serious, though once in a while you and El had gotten her to come out of her shell. You couldn't imagine how freeing this must be for her. To experience a taste of the childhood that was denied to her. It made you so happy seeing her happy.

Your next toy chose itself. Hanging with a place of prominence was a beautiful black and red leather flogger a bit short than the length of your arm. The handle was of stiff woven cow leather, but the mass of strands hanging down from it was a far more supple leather. It was a thing of beauty! Stepping back you spin it and twirl it a few times, even doing rapid figure 8's through the air. This you would need some advice on, thankfully you had an expert here with you.

You look to your sister. "You two having fun over there?"

Fiona pauses in her cute rendition of 'Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes' to answer. "Yes Daddy!" She hugs Bunbun up to her face and nuzzles in with a happy giggle. "He he he!"

"Atta girl." You lay the flogger gently down in its place on the bed.

You again return to the closet and peruse your options. Next you choose a stitched black leather paddle. It was not quite two feet long and the business end was roughly two inches across. You feel its weight, it had a metal or wooden core that ran through the handle and part way up the blade which let it keep its shape. You smack it into your palm a few times and it makes the most delightful spanking sound. This was no cheap novelty toy, this was a well crafted tool. Not surprising given it was Fiona's. You are about to turn back to the bed when you pause. On a whim you also grab shiny heavy stainless steel butt plug as well. These two items you take to the bed and lay them out with others.

"Baby girl."

"Yes Daddy?"

"I'm going need you to come back to me soon, okay?"

She is quiet as she flops Bunbun's ears back and forth with a wistful look on her face.

"Do I hafta?" There is a deep sadness in her voice, but also an acceptance of the inevitable.

"Yes sweetie. But take your time. Come back when you're ready."

"I'm gonna put Bunbun to bed. She's sleepy now."

"That's a good idea Fiona."

She pets her beloved friend then looks around the floor in front of her with concern. "She'll be cold sleeping on the floor Daddy."

You smile benevolently. Taking a pillow from the bed you bring it over to her. You place it down beside her. Petting her long soft hair you say. "There you go."

She looks up with a big pure smile. "Thank you Daddy."

"You're welcome."

"Can Bunbun have a cookie?"

You chuckle. "I thought bunnies ate carrots."

Fiona bites her bottom lip with a look of transparent guilt.

"You want the cookie, don't you Fiona?"

She nods with a big pout as she confesses in a tiny voice. "Mmm hmm."

"Maybe later, okay?"

"Okay Daddy." She places Bunbun on her lap and turns her attention to the pillow. She pulls the pillowcase off of it and lays the stuffed bunny ever so lovingly down onto it. She then tucks in Bunbun using the pillowcase as a blanket. As she softly sings Bunbun a lullaby you head back to the collection.

Next you choose a blindfold then a set of nipple clamps connected by short chain. Again, these you bring to the bed and place with care. You look over your line of tools fairly satisfied with what you had. You take one last trip to the closet and look things over, behind you the lullaby had ended and Fiona was now very quiet. The last items you choose are a red marker along with a simple dog collar with a leash. You are tempted by the gags...but deep down you wanted to hear Fiona's cries. You slide the closet door shut. In the mirrored door you could see your older sister sitting still and staring into the corner, her fingers fidgeted nervously at her knees.

You place the final objects on the bed and look over the line of **** devices. Until this moment you weren't sure if you could truly go through with this. Now there was no doubt in your mind. The toys excited your imagination and stimulated that part of yourself that was so enjoying giving your sister orders. Nothing but the safeword would stop you now.

"Is Bunbun asleep?"

"Yes she is Daddy." Fiona whispers.

"Are you ready to come back now? Are you ready for your punishment?"

She takes a long deep breath through her nose and slowly releases it. "Yes Daddy."

"You are very brave my pet."

"Thank you Daddy. I'm tryin real hard."

"Tell me your safeword Fiona."

She swallows hard. "Wiggles."

"Good girl." Turning away from her you check yourself out in the mirror and straighten your nice new clothes to perfection. Your kindly tone hardens from caring Daddy to firm Master. "Say that you will obey me fifty times, then crawl to my feet."

She nods. "Yes Sir." Another deep breath later she begins her mantra. "I will obey my Daddy. I will obey my Daddy. I will obey my Daddy." With each repetition there was less and less of the little girl and more and more of the grown woman. "I will obey my Daddy. I will obey my Daddy."

You wait patiently for your sister-**** and ready yourself for the task ahead.