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      Explicit
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      Underage, No_Archive_Warnings_Apply
  Category:
      F/M, F/F
  Fandom:
      5_Seconds_of_Summer
  Relationship:
      Luke_Hemmings/Original_Character
  Character:
      Luke_Hemmings, Angela_Thomson-_Original_Character, Stacey-_Original
      Character, Camilla-_Original_Character, Steve_Edwards-_Original
      Character, Aaron_Sellers-_Original_Character
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      but_for_girls_16-18, its_almost_like_a_masturbation_guide, routines,
      praise!kink, No_actuall_studying_just_porn, Porn_With_Plot, all_the_girls
      are_very_innocent, everything_in_sexualized, Medical_Play, Edging,
      Vibrators, Sexual_Routines, Constant_Stimulation, Sub_School, University
      Setting, dub_con, Viginity_Loss, Protective!Luke, Light_BDSM, Light
      Angst, Self-Discovery
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      Published: 2015-10-12 Updated: 2016-02-02 Chapters: 8/? Words: 25865
****** The Academy (On Hiatus) ******
by irwin8hemmings
Summary
     At 16 years of age, every girl gets admitted to a 2 year program. At
     the academy they meet with their daddy Dom for the first time. They
     undergo tests and lectures just like a university, but this one is
     completly different. Here, the girls will learn about their bodies
     with their daddies for the first time. They get to know their little
     pussy very well. Each girl has a team of nurses and doctors to make
     sure they are on track with their "studies". Because every girl is
     different they all have a different weekly schedule to follow. With
     the help of their daddies and their doctors every girl leaves the
     academy with a complete education about how their body works and what
     makes them tick.
***** First Day *****
Angela stood in front of the huge building before her, taking in it's vastness
and beauty.  She saw all the other students milling around and following one
another inside the huge entrance doors.  She knew she would be spending the
next 2 years of her life here, and she was very excited.
Angela knew little of what happened at the academy, other than you meet your
daddy for the first time, and you get to learn about yourself with your daddy.
 
Angela couldn't wait to finally meet her daddy!  She even shaved her pussy just
for him.  She was also told in a letter she recieved in the mail that she
should shave her pretty parts because it showed respect to her professors and
doctors and daddy.  It was very exciting to finally be able to learn about her
little girl parts.  She was never allowed to touch them her whole life, only to
shave and wash. When she had sleepovers with her friends they would always
daydream about what they might do when they can touch and feel their pussies.
She even broke the rules once and ventured her hand down there late at night.
 It was the best feeling she had ever experienced.  It was quite long ago but
Angela will never forget that there was a round nub on her pussy that felt so
good just to rub and put pressure on.  But it was braking rules and she never
did it again.
Stuck in her daydream, Angela didn't notice that almost every student had gone
inside the building.  She picked up her small bag of toilettetries and ran up
the steps and into the school.  
Even thought she was going to spend 2 years here, the academy's letter said not
to bring her own clothes because there was a very strict uniform policy.
 Angela made sure that her uniform was perfect.  And it wasn't that hard.  All
she had to wear was one of the skirts the school provided and a matching top .
 Angela wasn't allowed to wear any underwear or bras because all of the nurses
and doctors need to have access to her pussy for the routine checkups she would
have every day.
Also her daddy needed to be able to feel her and tell her how pretty her little
pussy was, every day.  
When she looked around the building she noticed that it was just as huge on the
inside as it looked from the outside.  Angela felt slightly intimidated from
all of the people and all of the tables set up againts the walls of this great
hall.  The ceiling was as high as a cathedral and she really wished she could
have her daddy with her to stroke her pussy and tell her that everything will
be alright.  
From behind her, a kind looking woman tapped her on the shoulder.
"Are you Angela Thomson?". Her voice was soft and smooth, the lady was a blonde
and had nice blue eyes that made Angela feel at home.  The lady was wearing
scrubs, and they were a lovely shade of coral pink.  Angela was about to
compliment the lady, whom she gathered to be one of the many, many nurses at
the academy, when the lady spoke again.
"Aw sweetheart are you feeling a little overwhelmed?  You look a bit flushed
and you haven't been answering my questions,  here let's sit you down and have
a little peek at you huh?"  The nurse smiled warmly and put a hand on the small
of Angela's back, leading her over to a far wall where she sat her down on a
bench And started to introduce herself to Angela.
"My name is Stacey," Her voice was soft and she spoke very slowly, like she was
talking to a 5 year old, "I am one of the nurses here at the academy and I
would like to know your name hon, can you tell me your name?"  Stacey knelt
down I front of Angela's sitting figure, raising her eyebrows and still smiling
hoping for an answer.
Angela hadn't been able to get a work in edgewise, or that's at least how she
felt.  But Stacey was very nice and Anglea remembered that Stacey asked for
Angela's name and she hadn't even told her yet.  But Stacey was right and
Angela was feeling a bit overwhelmed with the situation.   So Anglea started to
tell Stacey who she was.
"Hi Stacey, I am Angela Thomson."  Angela spoke very slowly, but Stacey's face
seemed to light up at Angela's response.
"Well hi Angela!  You are such a good little girl aren't you baby."  
Angela felt warm and fuzzy inside when she heared Stacey's words of praise.
 Angela giggled and blushed a bit, then brought her hands to her cheeks to hide
her pink face.
"You are just the cutest."  Stacey mused looking fondly at Angela.  
Angela then wondered when she would be able to meet her daddy.  The room was
clearing out, and Angela didn't feel so overwhelmed anymore.  
Angela looked down to see Stacy putting on some rubber gloves, and Angela was
curious.  But before Angela could ask any questions, Stacy answered them for
her.
"Now sweetheart, I think you have missed the checkin checkup, so I'm just going
to have a quick look at that lovely pussy of yours ok?"  
Stacey took out a pocket book and small pen and wrote something down, then she
carefully moved Angela's legs farther apart and lifted her skirt up so Angela's
shaved pussy was completely exposed.
Angela felt a funny feeling in her stomach.  It felt very good though, almost
like the time when she played with her pussy herself, except Stacy was the one
lightly pulling her folds apart and examining angelas princess part.  It was
very relaxing to have Stacy touching her like this, but stacy wasn't touching
the one part of Angela's pussy that she knew would make her feel good.  
Stacy ran her gloved hand along Angela's folds and took notes.  Then Stacey put
her thumb over "the spot" on Angela's pussy and it made Angela squirm and make
a soft keening noise for Stacey.  
Stacey seemed satisfied with her notes and took off her gloves.  Stacey looked
back at Angela with a huge smile on her face.
"Well, your pussy is in amazing condition baby!  You are nice and wet and you
are very responsive, I'm sure your daddy will be so pleased with you!"
Angela felt elated to hear this!  
"Do you think my daddy is coming now!"  Angela squealed with delight .
"Well first we have to get you to the auditorium to you can listen some of your
professors speak.  Then after that presentation, your daddy will come find
you!"
Stacey flipped Angela's skirt back down and helped her up off of the bench.
 Angela had wobbly knees and she still felt that good feeling in her stomach.
 Angela had the urge to touch her little pussy again, but she thought her daddy
might want to feel her pussy as well and wanted to save that special moment of
finally touching herself for wine daddy was around to help her and guide her
hand.
The giant hall was empty now and Angela followed beside Stacey the whole way to
the auditorium.  There were strange objects in glass cases that Angela could
see, and she wanted to ask what they were, but Stacey ushered her into a loud
bustling room filled with girls.  
The back half of the auditorium was filled with black chairs and girls seemed
to fill every single chair, while the front half was a large stage with a
podium.  
"Angela, baby, come with me this way please."  Stacey took Angela's hand and
started walking through the isle of chattering girls to find a seat.
Angela started to feel overwhelmed again and she felt her pussy getting tingly,
she wanted- no she needed- daddy to come pet her little lady part and console
her with kisses.  
Stacey seemed to sense this because she brought Angela to and isle seat in the
very front row.  Angela looked at the seat and saw that it was VERY different
from a regular seat.
"Angela, I want to explain how there seats work ok?  So i need you to listen
very carefully."  Angela nodded and turned her attention to Stacey.
"As you can see, instead of you sitting in a flat chair, these chairs have a
small dildo and clit stimulator built into them.  I am assuming you have never
had anything inside your pussy before right?"
"No Stacey, I have never put anything inside myself before."
"Ok so I think I wont make you sit on the dildo for today because before you
can sit on the chairs properly, your daddy will have to stretch you out a bit.
 Nobody wants to harm you sweet pussy baby, so I'm gonna get you to just sit
down once I take the dildo off."
Angela felt disappointed and happy at the same time.  She wanted to have
something inside her pussy but she also didn't want to get hurt.  Angela didn't
know the proper names for her pussy or the parts of her pussy, so she wasn't
sure what the so called "clit stimulator" was.
Stacey finished adjusting the chair and stood back up so she was on Angela's
level.
"Alright now Angela, I want you to spread your legs open a bit and sit down so
that this ball nestles right into your pussy folds ok?  This is what the clit
stimulator is, you will learn more about it with your daddy."
Angela spread her legs apart and sat down, but the ball that was supposed to be
on her pussy was too far away.  
"Um Stacey, the ball for my pussy won't touch where it's supposed to". Angela
noted and told Stacey.
Stacey furrowed her brows together and tried to move the ball forward but it
wouldn't budge.
"Hm, it looks like this clit stim isn't working properly, the presentation is
about to start so I don't have time to get you another chair."
Stacey seemed to mull over some thoughts in her mind. 
"I know that every pussy needs constant attention and care, but I'm not
supposed to manually massage a students parts.  I think this is an exception
thought.  Angela, I'm going to give you a soft massage for your pussy while the
presentation is going on ok?"
Angela was glad that her pussy would finally be touched again, but she really
wished it were her daddy.  She had to be a good girl thought and cooperate with
Stacey.
"Ok Stacey.  I do really want my pussy to be touched please."
"Oh, sweetheart, no good girl should ever have to ask for their pussy to be
touched, you really do need constant stimulation for your sweet princesse parts
huh?"
Stacey sat down in the chair next to Angela (this chair didn't have the dildo
and clit stim on it) and softly parted angleas legs and lifted up her skirt for
a second time that day. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
***** Assembly *****
Chapter Summary
     Everything just feels so good. Angela is minutes away from meeting
     her daddy and getting to show him her pretty pussy and he could feel
     it and tell her how gorgeous she was.
If Stacey thought Angela was overwhelmed when she first entered the academy
doors, Angela didn't know how to discribe what she was feeling now.  She was so
relaxed and on edge at the same time.  Stacey had kindly offered to give
Angela's pussy a nice massage, in place of the clit stim that wasn't working,
and Angela couldn't think strait from how good it felt.
Firstly, Stacey started off with rubbing light circles into Angela's folds with
three of her fingers.  
"Angela, I'm starting to rub the outside of your pussy for you, to get you nice
and wet ok?  This is what the clit stim was supposed to do, but sadly it wasn't
quite working for you was it?"  Stacey continued to rotate her fingers on
Angela's smooth folds, her touch was warm and very arousing.  Angela could feel
her belly start to feel funny, but it was a good funny.  
"Oh-oh, Stacey, ugh, my pussy, it-oh-!"  Angela was cut of by her own sounds.
"Is it starting to feel nice baby?". Stacey crooned and rubbed soothingly over
Angela's knee.  "Don't make too much noise now, look, the head professor is
coming up to the podium to make his presentation!"  
Angela had to try to breath nice and deep to keep from making more noises as
the male professor climbed up the stairs leading onto the stage, and heading
over to the podium with a microphone attatched.
He looked to be an older man, maybe 45 or 50, and was sharply dressed in a dark
grey tux.  As more and more of the girls noticed his appearence, the auditorium
quieted.  Suddenly their was a faint click and then the whole room erupted in a
soft buzzing, followed by many, many moans from neighbouring girls.
Stacey started to apply more pressure to her rotating hand on Angela's pussy,
eliciting a moan from Angela again.
"Hear that sweetheart?  All those other girls are making noises because their
little clitty got some attention, and since your little pussy doesn't have the
same stimulation, I am going to make your clit feel just as nice as theirs
does."  Stacey used her index and ring finger to part Angela's folds and she
used her middle finger to zig-zag across Angela's clit.
Angela bucked up into Stacey's palm, which caused her to moan from the
friction.  
"Stacey-uh, Staaaacey, it feels so good!  Oh god my pussy never felt this way
before!"
"That's why you are here babe, so we can look at your beautiful pussy and touch
it and make you feel this way over and over again.  Soon your daddy will be
able to do this with you!  But for now you have to quiet down for me ok?  Just
take deep breaths and listen to what the nice man on the stage has to say."
Angela wanted to meet her daddy SO BAD!  All she wanted was for him to hold her
in his arms and feel her pussy snug against him.  
It was so hard to stay quiet with Stacey's hand on Angela's clit.  Angela kept
reminding herself to breathe as the professor started his opening speech.
"Hello everyone, first off I would like to welcome all of our new girls.  I
know that they are going to have a wonderful stay here with us in the academy.
 For those newcomers, I would like to introduce myself, my name is Mr. Carlton.
 I am the head professor here and I also am the head doctor here as well.  I
can see that some girls are looking very nice and aroused for their daddies.  I
can definitely say that every single daddy is so excited to meet their little
girl and give their small parts some much needed love,"  Angela keened at the
though of finally meeting her daddy.  Stacey saw Angela squirming and gave her
a reassuring smile While still gently massaging Angela's clit.
The professor started talking again, " But before I can let you all go and find
your assigned daddy, I want to mention that once each little one had
successfully found their daddy and got to know them, I would like everyone to
come back here with their daddy to collect their schedule .  I think I will
give you around 20 minutes until you need to be back here.  Oh and the
schedules will be in alphabetical order by last names. Good luck!"  Mr. Carlton
concluded his speech and walked off the stage while everyone was applauding. 
Angela felt a bit confused as to where to go next, but her train of thoughts
were shattered as Stacey rubbed Angela's clit particularly hard.  It was the
loudest moan Angela had ever let out. Then Stacey retracted her hand from
Angela's pussy.
"Well, weren't you so well behaved during Mr. Carlton's speech.  I am so proud
of you sweetheart!  You are also doing so well with all of the stimulation your
pussy is finally getting." Stacey praised Angela.
"Thank you Stacey.  My little girl part feels so good whenever you touch it and
I can't wait for my daddy to touch it too!"  Angelawas so eager to get up off
of the chair and follow the other girls out of the auditorium to find her
daddy!
"I'm glad you are excited to meet your daddy because we are going to go find
him now!"  Angela did squeal when Stacey said this and she jumped off of her
chair in excitement.
"C'mon Stacey!  Let's go, my daddy is out there now!"  Angela was one second
from bounding out of the room without Stacy, to find her daddy.  But she wasn't
expecting to feel two fingers press right onto her sensitive pussy through her
skirt.  This unexpectec pressure made Angela stop talking and knees wobble.
 Stacey kept her fingers in place as she stood up with Angela and grabbed her
waist to support her buckling knees.
"Angela there is nothing wrong with a little excitement, but you need to calm
down ok?"  Stacey started to rub her two fingers on Angela's clit a bit faster
and Angela melted into Stacey's grip.  Her head fell in Stacey's shoulder and
all of Angela's moans spilled into Stacey's ear.
"Thats right honey, let it all out.  Just relax.  We are going to get your
daddy right now, no worries.  Shh, babe, calm down."  Stacey softly crooned in
in Angela's ear while she stroked her pussy. 
Stacey then slowly withdrew her fingers from Angela's pussy and Angela lifted
her head off of Stacey's shoulder.
"So now let's go and see who your daddy is, come on follow me."  Stacey's voice
was soft as she lead Angela out of the nearly empty auditorium and back out
into the hustle and bustle of the main entrance.
Stacey kept a close eye on Angela, not wanting her to get lost through the
crowd.  Stacey ended up opting for just taking Angela by the hand and leading
her to the table for girls with a last name beginning with N- Z.
Angela wasn't paying much attention to where Stacey was taking her, all her
focus was on the hundreds of men- daddies- that were on the far side of the
lobby.  They were all different, but they all were wearing nice dress pants
with a dark dress shirt.  Some of the daddies were approaching a girl or being
approached by a girl and they were hugging each other so tightly.  Angela knew
that she would be able to hug her daddy now too.  She felt Stacey stop walking
and Angela was brought into a line of lost of girls.  
They waited for a while until they got to the from of the line.  
When they did a lady sitting behind A table asked Stacey for "the girls name"
 When Stacey told the lady that it was "Angela Thomson", Stacey was given a
while Manila envelope.  This was it, inside the envelope was the name of
Angela's daddy.  
Stacey took Angela off to the side and sat Angela down on a bench.  Angela
didn't wast any time in opening the letter.  Inside was more than one piece of
paper.  When Angela took all of the pages out, she saw that there was a page
about what room her and her daddy would be staying in, which cafeteria would
they eat at and some other stuff that Angela wasn't really paying attention to
at the moment.  What she was paying attention to was the letter at the very
bottom that read,
"Miss Angela Thomson, has been selected to be partenered with Mr. Luke Hemmings
in a daddy/little girl relationship.  Mr. Hemmings will await Angela's arrival
at bench number 18."
Luke Hemmings, that was the name of Angela's daddy.  Now all she had to do was
find bench number 18.  Good think she had Stacey to help her with that.
 
 
 
 
***** Daddy *****
Chapter Summary
     Angela felt like the world was caving in on her. Suddenly the
     excitement of finally meeting her daddy turned into anxiety and she
     felt too shy to move. All she wanted to do was hide behind Stacey or
     curl up into a ball an take a nap so she could escape the forever
     chaotic situation.
 
===============================================================================
Angela felt her heartrate quicken at the though of being right in front of her
daddy, she was struck with the realization that she had no idea of what to do
when she would see him for the first time. Should she look down? Would it be
rude if she looked him in the face? What should she call him? Daddy? Sir? What
about his name, should she call him by his name? 
Angela felt like the world was caving in on her. Suddenly the excitement of
finally meeting her daddy turned into anxiety and she felt too shy to move. All
she wanted to do was hide behind Stacey or curl up into a ball and take a nap
so she could escape the forever chaotic situation.
Except she couldn't do that now because Stacey was ushering her over toward the
part of the foyer where all of the daddies were waiting for their little girls.
 Angela felt cut off from the situation, the words on the letter she was given
didn't make sense anymore.  It was only when Stacey looked back at Angela to
tell her that bench 18 was close, did Stacey notice the far away look in
Angela's eyes and knew what was going on.
Angela had fallen into little space.
It wasn't the most convenient time, considering Angela was about to meet her
life partner in a matter of steps, and she couldn't form sentences.  Littles
tended to fall far into little space when they first dropped.  And Angela was
neck deep.
"Angela?"  Stacey tried to sound as gentle as possible, but the current
situation made it hard. "Sweetheart , I think I can see your daddy over at
bench 18.  Look!"  Stacey pointed over at a smaller table where only one man
was left sitting.  Angela's gaze slowly drifted towards the lone Dom, her body
subtly moving forward in an unconscious motion to get closer.  
"Daddy?"  Angela looked at Stacey as if for confirmation. 
"Yes, honey, let's go and say hi."  Stacey knew that when Angela was in this
mental state, she wouldn't be able to go over there alone, so Stacey took
Angela's hand and started to walk over to the bench.
The man on the bench got up as soon as he saw them coming his way.  His
expression turned into one of great joy once he saw Angela clutching Stacey's
hand for dear life.
"Hi is this Angela Thomson?"  He seemed uncertain.
Stacey looked to Angela who, surprisingly, was rapidly nodding her head.
 Angela slowly uncurled her fingers from Stacey's and then linked her own hands
together in front of her, just above the hem of her skirt.  She was curiously
peering up at her daddy, as he was looking admirably down in her direction.
Stacey checked the sheet with all of the information on it, his name was Luke
Hemmings.
Luke pushed a piece of loose hair behind Angela's ear, closing the distance
between them.
"Hey sweet girl,"  he cooed, "It's daddy."  
Angela wrapped her arms around Luke's waist in a fierce hug.  Stacey would have
left the two alone if she didn't have some important things to give Luke.  She
cleared her throat loud enough to disturb their quiet moment.  Luke looked up
at her while Angela reamained attached to him.
"Uh, so I just have the information package about where you guys can stay and
eat and things like that.  And before you can go and find your room, Mr.
Carlton wants everyone back in the auditorium to get the girls schedules."
 Stacey handed over the envelope to Luke who pocketed the contents with a quick
thanks and whent back to rubbing his hands up and down the small of Angela's
back.  
Stacey felt bad for leaving Angela without a proper goodbye, but she didn't
want to interrupt anything and Angela probably wouldn't remember it anyways.
 Stacey would see Angela every day on top of it all.  She was Angela's assigned
nurse, so she would see Angela tommorrow morning for check ups.
 
             
===============================================================================
 
 
Angela felt so warm and safe in her daddy's embrace.  His hand on her back was
slow and comforting, lots of things seemed slow today.  Angela just wanted to
stay in daddy's arms and maybe take that nap she had been thinking about. 
Sadly, Angela couldn't nap in daddy's arms just yet because Mr. Carlton's voice
could be heared over the loud speaker.
"Could all new students please come pick up their schedules with their daddy's
in the auditorium.  Thank you."  The rusty noises of the PA stoping and
starting popped Angela's bubble of serenity.
"C'mon angel, let's go get us a schedule then we can go and find our room,
sound good?"  Angela nodded and grumpily unravelled herself from him.  Taking
his hand instead.
The walk back to the auditorium was short,  but Angela was once again
mesmerized by the strange things in glass cases in the halls.  
"Daddy?" She started.
"Yes, angel?"
"What are those things in the cases?"  Luke looked to what Angela was referring
to.  In the glass cases were different chairs, or what looked to be vintage
exam tables.  Each artifact has a small gold plaque with a date embedded. He
guessed them to be old equipment.
"It looks like some equipment that the doctor might have used, sweet pea.  It's
very old though."  Angela gave a small oh and whent back to trotting along
beside him, with his hand in her's of course.
===============================================================================
 
The auditorium was full of people.  They weren't there for a presentation, but
all gathered at the front to retrieve each girls schedule.  Once again, the
lines were organized by first letter of last name.  Angela definitely didn't
want to go stand with all of those people.  Her daddy must've noticed because
he opted to just sit on a chair with her untill the lines got smaller.  Angela
followed daddy to the row of seats closest to them and was pulled down to sit
on his lap facing him.  Angela was chest to chest with her daddy, she was semi-
straddling him and could feel the material of his pants on her sensitive pussy.
 Angela tucked her head in his neck so daddy couldn't see the blush that arose
on her cheeks from the flood of warmth and arousal she felt on her pussy.  
But what he did notice, was Angela's unconscious back and forth movement on his
leg.  It was a small, jolting movement, that was leaving Luke's pants with a
wet spot forming where Angela's pussy was flush against it.   Luke let it
happen for a few moments, smirking to himself because he had known her for ten
minutes tops, and she was already getting herself off on his thigh.  Angela was
starting to grind down on his leg harder and little 'Ah, Ah, Ah's' we're
leaving her mouth with every motion of her hips.  He knew very well though,
that she couldn't cum on his pants because for one, there would be a very
noticeable stain on them, and, as with all of the littles, they had never
experienced and orgasm in their lives.  He didn't want Angela's first be to be
on his leg.
He brought his hands to still her frantic hips, and moved his head back so she
couldn't hide in his neck.  
"Mmh, sweetheart, you can't cum on my leg just yet ok?" Luke let out a soft,
fond chuckle. Angela could feel her face heating up at daddy's words, she
didn't realize that she wasn't being as sly as she thought, until she was
snapped out of her trance.
"Sorry daddy."  Angela mumbled sheepishly.
"No need to apologize, pumpkin.  I just want to save this bit for later yeah?"
 Luke raised his eyebrows in question, but Angela was too busy playing with the
buttons on his shirt to notice.  Luke kissed her forehead softly, then started
to move Angela off of his lap.
"Time to go get a schedule, it looks like the line has gone down lots.  Let's
go, and then we can find our room.  Seems like you need a bit of attending to
huh?"  If Angela's face wasn't pink enough before, it was pretty rosy now.  
 
===============================================================================
 
The line was boring to stand in.  Angela was feeling a mix of tiredness,
arousal, and embarrassment. Luke hugged her close to his side with one arm as
they slowly came to the front of the queue.
Angela wasn't paying any attention to the conversation between her daddy and
the person who was finding her schedule.  She was lazily drifting off on
daddy's shoulder.  His fingers were running calming circles into her shoulder,
and all noises seemed to fade away.  But since humans can't sleep standing up,
she was jolted awake by her knees buckling.  She caught herself before she
actually did fall on her butt, and Luke reacted swiftly after feeling the loss
of warmth and weight on his side.
Both of Luke's hands were on Angela's shoulders, trying to steady her.
"Woah, you ok, sweetheart?"  Luke lifted her chin up so he could look,
concerningly, into her hazy eyes.
"Yes, daddy, I'm just tired I think.  It's ok, you can keep talking."  Angela
tried to get Luke's attention back to the conversation he was having.  His
brown furrowed, and Luke turned back and grabbed Angela's schedule from the
table and bid a curt goodbye to the man sitting there. 
"I think its time to find our room then huh?  And maybe a bath and bedtime
after that."  Luke wrapped his arm around Angela's shoulders again and
manoeuvred her out of the line of people waiting for their schedule.  Angela
nodded into his shirt and followed Luke over to an elevator.  
"20th floor babygirl.  We're right at the top!"  Luke leaned against the silver
back wall of the elevator after pushing a few buttons, and pulled Angela so her
back was against his front.  Luke repeatedly kissed the top of Angela's head
and moved from having his hands on Angela's shoulders to rubbing up and down
her sides.  The small portion of skin in limbo between Angela's high waisted
skirt and zip-up crop top was soft and warm.  Luke let his fingertips graze the
sensitive patch of skin and was pleased when he felt Angela shiver under his
touch.  He moved his hands slowly upwards to her shoulders.  His fingers
dangerously close to her breasts but never touching them.  He rubbed along her
upper arms while he moved some hair away from her neck with his scruffy chin.
 He traced along a vain in Angela's neck with his nose, breathing hot air onto
it.  He started to press soft, short, wet kisses into her neck.  Luke's hands
drifted from Angela's shoulders, to her uniform clad breasts. He rested his
warm palms right on top of her hardening nipple.  
"Feel that?  Feel the weight of my hands against your breasts?"  Luke's voice
was smooth and deep.  Angela nodded, head lolling back onto her daddy's
shoulder and eyes sliding shut
"No, tell me. I want you to use your words baby.  Can you feel this?"  He
pressed his hands into Angela's breasts a bit harder.
"Oh, mhm, ye-yes I can daddy.  I can feel your hands!"  Angela's breathing was
a bit laboured, and her response was a bit louder than the norm for talking.
"Good, I want you to relax and just feel.  Only think about my hands on your
body."  Luke started to circle his fingers on Angela's nipples, strait through
her shirt.  Round, and round, his middle fingers touched on the now rock hard
nubs.  Angela subconsciously moved her legs wider apart and leaned more into
the touch, letting out full on moans now.
"Does daddy make you feel good?  Do you like the way daddy touches you?"
 Luke's voice was right at the shell of Angela's ear.  
"So good daddy!"  Angela couldn't think about anything but how daddy was making
her feel, and he was only touching her breasts.
The heat of his palms leaked right through the pastel purple Lycra material of
Angela's uniform crop top.  Sending a tingly feeling down her spine and pooling
right under her stomach.  Some of the tingles though, seeped strait to her
pussy and made her crave friction.
Luke's fingers moves from Angela's nipples, to the zipper on the front of her
shirt, holding it in place.  He slowly pulled the zipper downwards, revealing
more and more of Angela's skin and naked breasts.  Once the shirt was hanging
open, Luke carefully cupped each breast in his hands, squeezing them and
tweaking the nipples with his thumb and index fingers.  Angela had practically
turned into jello from all of the stimulation her daddy was giving her.
Angela let her mind wander in her state of bliss.  She briefly how long they
had been in the elevator for.  Even though daddy had said they were on the 20th
floor, that shouldn't mean that the ride would be this long.
"Daddy, oh-mmh, when will we get to our room?"  Sounds slipped out of her mouth
as she tried to speek. Luke seemed pleased she had asked this question because
she could feel his lips turn up in a smile on her forehead.
"Well, baby, it just so happens that I only closed and locked the elevator
doors and we are just standing here on the first floor. Why don't you go and
punch in our floor number, hm?"  Luke took his hands off of Angela's bare chest
and placed them on her waist, then letting them slide down to rest on the curve
of her butt as she reached forward to the buttons, pressing number 20.  It lit
up and the elevator gave an airy jolt and started moving up.  Angela turned
back toward her daddy and rested her naked breasts on his chest.  Luke rubbed
his hands up, along her back, moving under her loose crop top.  As much as
Angela wanted to rut all over her daddy's crotch and feel that euphoric feeling
she has been chasing her whole life, she felt more exhausted than ever.  
When the elevator came to a slow stop and the dinged, Angela became re-aware of
her shirt being open.  It felt good to know that she didn't have to worry about
other people seeing her body because those other people would probably just be
doctors.  Also, Angela knew that she would be less than clothed in many of her
upcoming classes, so why worry now.  She had her daddy's guiding hand on the
small of her back, gently pulling her forward into an empty hallway with
countless doors.   She definitely didn't want to get lost here.
Here thoughts were idle and wandering as Luke unlocked the door to their room
with a key he must've got from the auditorium with her schedule.  Angela wanted
to see her schedule and know what classes she had tommorrow.  But daddy was
ushering her into the room.
"Ok, angel, here we are.  Home  sweet home for the next two years."  Luke was
locking the door behind them as they entered.  It was lovely.  The walls were a
soft brown with accent gold colored furniture.  The whole place looked so warm
and cozy.  It was one big room.  From the door, there was a small closet
directly to Angela's left and a bathroom to her right.  With some speculation,
she found the bathroom to be quite spacious.  There was a grandiose bed on the
right wall, a few steps past the bathroom.  It's sheets were a cream colour
with a brown comforter.  There was a window on the far wall from the door and a
big flat screen across from the bed.  Anglea was having trouble taking it all
in, she hadn't even taken her shoes off yet.  Luke saw Angela's wandering eyes
and came to help.
"Alright, angel, lets get all settled in shall we?  C'mon, take off these
shoes."  Luke got to his knees in front of Angela and lifted her leg to slip
her shoes off one at a time.  Once, off he took her hand and led her over to
their shared bed.
"Daddy, when can I see my schedule?"  Angela plopped down on the bed and tugged
her shirt off, throwing it on the floor beside the bed. 
"Uh, after you pick that shirt right back up off the floor and hang it up.  I
don't want you getting into the habit of being messy."  Luke scolded Angela
with a furrowed eyebrow and a hand on his hip.  
"Yes, daddy."  Angela's cheeks pinkened and she did as she was told.  She hung
up her skirt while she was at it, leaving her completely naked.  She whent back
to the bed, where Luke was unfolding a piece of paper from his back pocket.
"Come sit on my lap sweetheart.  I'll read to you all about your classes and
what we will be doing this week."  Luke looked up to see Angela's nude form
walking towards him.  From ten feet away he could see her pussy glistening with
arousal from all of the new feelings from today. 
Angela sat down on daddy's lap and nestled herself into his broad chest.  She
scanned over her schedule, she saw:
Monday:
-9:00 am daily check up rm 114
-10:20 am general female anatomy rm 216
-11:35 am-12:20 pm lunch break
-12:25 pm-1:35pm full body massage rm 222
-1:40 pm-2:55 pm biological and neurological exploration (beginner) rm 110
-3:00 pm-4:10 pm daily check up rm 114
"Daddy, why are there only my classes for tommorrow and not the rest of the
week?"  Angela turned so she could face daddy.
"Well, since it is your first year, they are going to be changing some classes
around.  For the first week or so we will get a daily schedule delivered to our
room untill your classes are finalized."
"Oh, ok daddy."  Angela ended her sentence with a long yawn.
"Are you tired sweetheart?  It's a big day tommorrow, I think it's time to
sleep."  Luke put the partial schedule down and wrapped his arms around
Angela's figure in his lap.  He reclined until he was lying with Angela resting
on his chest.  
"Why don't you take your clothes off daddy, you can't sleep with all that on."
 Angela's voice was small and tired.  Luke suddenly remembered that he promised
Angela a bath, but there was no time now.  He could take one with her in the
morning.
In the mean time, Luke gently rolled Angela off of him.
"You're right baby, I'm gonna get ready for bed and get you out your jammies."
 Luke undressed himself to his boxers and shuffled to the closet to pull out a
night gown that the academy provided for Angela. 
"Can you sit up for me baby?  I have a pretty pyjama dress for you to wear to
bed."  Luke walked over to Angela who wasn't moving to sit up.  
"No, daddy I'm too tired.  Don't wanna."  Angela whined.  Luke sat down beside
Her curled up, naked body and pried her up into his lap again.
"It's only for two seconds princess, then we can sleep.  Be a good girl for
daddy for two minutes please." Luke pulled the pyjamas over Angela's pliant
body.  Her limbs feeling like overcooked noodles in his big hands. 
"There we go, much better.  Now you won't wake up cold in the middle of the
night.  Oh, and let me go turn out all of these lights"  Luke placed Angela
gently beside him, then rising to switch off the various lights he had out on.
Luke walked back to the bed and lifted Angela up, bridal style.  Angela clinged
into his neck while he placed her in the centre of the bed, getting in behind
her and covering them both with the blanket.  Luke shuffled closer to Angela
and threw an arm around her waist, pulling her back into his chest.  With
Angela secure in his arms he felt content.  Angela gave a hum of content to
second the unsaid notion.
"Night, sweetpea," Luke kissed Angela's forehead, "Daddy loves you." 
A few seconds later, from somewhere smushed in a pillow, Luke heared a soft,
"G'night, daddy... love you."
 
 
 
***** Frustrated *****
Chapter Summary
     Angela woke up squirming. She had tossed and turned and she still
     felt funny. She felt all warm and fuzzy at the same time, but it felt
     warm and fuzzy in between her legs? Angela squeezed her legs together
     and realized that her small pussy was throbbing and remembered that
     daddy hadn't done anything yesterday for her princess part.
     Angela goes through her first morning and a checkup at the Academy
     feeling very frustrated, which leads to a bit of an emotional roller
     coaster and pussy tingles.
The sun was streaming through the curtains when Angela opened her eyes.  The
room was warm, but Angela was trapped in the arms of her daddy, who was still
asleep, and he was making her too hot.  Or maybe it was the thick blanket that
was tucked around them.  Angela turned over in Luke's grasp in an effort to get
more comfortable.  She had been tossing and turning all morning in a half
asleep state but now she was just too uncomfortable.  But she couldnt place
just what didn't feel right.  
Until she pressed her thighs together and felt a delicious pressure on her
pussy and a surprised gasp fell from her lips.  The feeling lasted only for a
second, but it felt so good.  Angela tried to make it happen again by turning
back to face daddy's chest and pressing her legs together.  It worked.  Her
pussy contracted for a second in pleasure but the feeling was still fleeting.
 Turning over again in an effort to get more friction to her needy little
pussy, Angela felt daddy's bare knee and thigh, curled up at a 90 degree angle
just below her small princess part, and a naughty idea came to mind.
Angela could remember how good her pussy felt when she humped daddy's leg and
crotch yesterday in the auditorium.  Since daddy's leg was just as close now
and the spot in between her legs felt very warm, wet, and sticky, Angela saw no
harm in having a little go at pleasing herself.  She was allowed to right?
 Once you meet your daddy you can play with your pussy whenever you want... Or
was that wrong?  Angela brushed off the rogue thoughts and shuffled down the
mattress a little bit, untill she could feel daddy's warm leg right at her
small part.  She used both hands to reach down and subtly pull daddy's thigh up
so it was flush against her core, then Angela pulled her folds apart and moved
her wet, open pussy right onto daddy's leg.  
As soon as Angela put pressure on daddy's thigh with her little pussy, she
could feel herself throbbing right against his skin.  Angela adjusted her
princess part so that the spot on her pussy that felt the best to touch was
pushing on daddy's leg.    Angela slowly moved herself back towards his crotch
and then forwards to his knee in a testing thrust and couldn't stop the moans
that slipped out of her.  She glided so smoothly over daddy's thigh because of
how wet she was, and decided to go back for more.  
Soon Angela had a steady, back and forth pace on daddy's leg.  Her pussy was so
wet and leaving a trail of her juices all over his thigh where Angela was
rutting against.  Angela had a pillow corner in her mouth to try and be a bit
quieter so her daddy could sleep.  He must be a very heavy sleeper because
Angela definitely wasn't being still and Luke continued to keep his arms around
her as she grinded down on his leg.  Her breasts were spilling out of the thin
nightgown and Luke's hands had been carelessly thrown over them during the
night -or maybe purposefully.   
From behind her, Angela felt her daddy shift a bit and pull her closer to his
chest.  His face was right in her neck and his hot breath and puffy lips were
pressed against her jugular, this made her stop.  
"Morning, angel," Luke kissed Angela's neck and the top of her head, "Why'd you
stop, sweetpea?"  Luke's voice was low and rough from sleeping.  But Angela had
a sinking feeling that he hadn't been sleeping for a while now.  
But, she tried to feign innocence by   pressing her back into his chest and
pretending to be asleep.
"Oh, so you're sleeping now are you?  Because if I remember correctly, just two
seconds ago you were being a very naughty girl and trying to ride my thigh."
 Luke brought his head back to Angela's neck and took his hands from her waist
down to cup her fluttering pussy through her nightgown.
Angela couldn't help but gasp at the almost contact, giving away that she
wasn't actually sleeping, but daddy was too good and already knew that.
Luke put more pressure onto Angela's pussy and moved the nightgown out of the
way so he could touch all of Angela's princess part. 
"I knew you weren't sleeping.  Look at how wet you are baby, you've made a
puddle on my leg and the bed sheet."  Luke was toying with the lips of Angela's
pussy.  Running his fingers up and down the folds, then slightly dipping in at
Angela's entrance, but never going past the fingernail.  This was driving
Angela crazy.  The small, soft touching and praise, and the constant
stimluation she was getting had been building up inside her.  Angela had badly
needed to release since yesterday and daddy had been teasing her from the
moment she met him.  Today, Angela was just too squirmy.
"Daddy, please, my pussy!"  Angela didn't know what she was trying to say, but
those were the only words she could come up with to tell him how she was
feeling.
"What about your pussy, sweetheart?"  Daddy was patronizing her, and chuckled
into Angela's ear at the state she was in.  
"How does it feel, baby?"  Luke started to rub big circles on Angela's slick
pussy.  Angela moaned and bucked into daddy's hand.
"Yeah, feels good?"  Now, Luke was stroking up and down Angela's pussy with two
fingers, putting down more pressure as he ran over her swollen nub.  Angela was
continually moaning.  Out of everything she had felt touch her pussy, this
definitely felt the best.  Angela tried to get more friction on her small part
by humping daddy's fingers.  She moved her core up when he pushed on her nub.
 All of a sudden, it felt like an explosion inside of her.  Angela yelled out
and tried to rub against daddy's fingers faster because it felt so good.
 Angela gripped daddy's forearm tight to try and keep his hands on her
convulsing pussy.  Then daddy did something that made Angela want to have a
temper tantrum; he took his hand off of her pussy.
Angela was speechless.  She could feel the euphoric feeling slowly draining out
of her pussy.  Angela tried to move her own hands down so she might save the
feeling but she found that daddy had them pinned over her head into his pillow-
with only one of his hands.  Angela wanted to cry.  She was so frustrated and
her small pussy ached with need.  If she couldn't feel the same feeling soon,
Angela felt she might go crazy.  She could.   feel another one of daddy's hands
soothingly rubbing along her lower stomach.  Angels wished that hand would
touch her princess part again.  Daddy was whispering calming words in her ear
as he rubbed Angela's tummy.
"Shh, honey. Calm down, it's ok.  I'm sorry I took my hand away, but I had to,
sweetheart."  Luke let Angela's hands go and brought his hand to her tummy to
rub it as well.
"I can't let you cum until the doctors have helped you through your first
orgasm.  They know all about needy little pussy's like yours and how to make
them feel so good.  But sometimes, it feels so intense that the doctors and
nurses have to help you a bit, which is something I can't do as well as they
can."  Luke moved his hands to rub on Angela's breast.  Angela slumped against
him in defeat, turning towards his chest.
"I just want to keep you and your sweet pussy safe, babydol.  Plus, I know that
the doctors and nurses make sure that all the little ones have had their first
orgasm by the end of their first day of classes.  You won't have to wait much
longer, angel."  
Luke took his hands off of Angela's breasts and out of her  nightgown all
together.  He pulled Angela's curled up form into his chest and planted a kiss
on the top of her head.  He rested his chin on the crown of her head and she
buried into his warm clavicle.
"But, daddy.  What if they forget about me?  What if I never get to touch my
pussy and I'm squirmy forever?"  Angela whined into her daddy's chest.
"Trust me, sweetpea.  Nobody will forget about you, you will be able to touch
your pussy by the end of the day.  And, on your schedule it says that you have
a checkup first thing today.  You can tell the doctor all about your squirmies
and he will do his best to fix them."  Luke turned onto his back and pulled
Angela with him, moving her on top of his chest on her tummy.
"What if the doctor is mean, daddy."  Angela's voice was quiet and concerned.  
"You don't have to worry about the doctor being mean, honey.  Daddy will be
right beside you the whole time.  I've met him already and he is very nice."
 Luke subtly rocked Angela from side to side on his chest.  He didn't like to
see his little girl anxious and thought the slow motion might soothe her.  
Checking the clock beside the bed, Luke realized they had only an hour before
9:00 when Angela's checkup was scheduled for.
"Angel,"  Luke moved some hair away from her head resting on his chest. "It's
time to get up now.  I promised you a bath last night, but that never happened,
so we need to have a quick one right now."  Luke got up into a sitting position
but Angela just grumbled and snuggled deeper into daddy's chest.  
"Not now, still sleepy."  Angela grumpily murmered, not getting up from daddy's
warm torso, only clinging on harder.  Maybe if she just didn't let go of daddy,
she wouldn't have to do anything.  
That plan didn't seem to work when Luke stood up and balanced Angela on his hip
as he walked into the bathroom.
"Oh don't be such a grumpy baby.  You will feel nice and clean after this."
 Luke placed Angela onto the bathroom counter.  It was so cold on Angela's bum
that it made her squeel when she touched it.  Daddy chuckled and walked over to
the bath tub, turning on the faucet. 
The flow of water was so loud and it woke Angela up a bit more.  She could
still feel her pussy pulsing and she really wanted to touch her little nub.
 But Angela was a good girl so she moved her hands to her knees and played with
the rough skin there as a distraction.  It didn't seem to work too well because
when she leaned over to her knees, her pussy pushed right against the cold
counter.  A shiver ran through her when she felt her pussy nub on the hard
surface and she let out a small moan. 
Daddy turned around from where he was kneeling at the tub with a raised
eyebrow.
"You ok, baby?"  Daddy asked.
"Um, yeah I'm fine," Angela mumbled unconvincingly, "I just uh, almost fell
off, daddy, that's why I made a noise.  I almost fell off the counter and I got
scared."  Angela babbled.  She knew that she couldn't touch her pussy, but it
felt so good to have something pressed against it.  
Daddy didnt seem completely convinced.
"Thats not good, sweetheart.  Let's get you down from there so you don't fall
and hurt yourself for real."  Luke lifted Angela off of the counter and placed
her on the edge of the tub.
"Here we go.  Nice and safe where daddy can watch you."  Daddy emphasize 'watch
you' and Angela felt her pussy convulse in protest.  She squeezed her thighs
together to try and ease some of the tention between her legs.  No use, daddy
looked at Angela with a fierce stare.  Angela didn't want to break the rules,
but it was too hard.  Her pussy needed attention but she couldn't touch it
before the doctor did.
Angela waited until daddy was preoccupied with the water temperature before she
turned her legs away from him as much as she could.  Angea slipped her hand
down into her crotch, until it was grazing just above her folds.  She opened
her legs just enough for the pads of her fingers to press and rub on her pussy
nub.  Angela tried so hard to stay still and not make any noises so daddy
wouldn't suspect anything.  She thought she was being an amazing actress, but
the one thing she didnt think about though, was the fact that daddy could see
her arm moving up and down in her lap.  
Angela was rubbing her pussy with her middle finger, in circles around the spot
she loved so much when she let out a moan.  She didn't hear anything from
daddy, but decided to check what he was doing because he seemed too quiet.  
When Angela turned around she saw daddy staring at her with both hands on his
hips and the most dissaproving look on his face.  Angela took her hand off her
pussy and clamped her legs shut at lightning speed.
"You think I don't see you?"  Daddy's voice was not happy, "You are being so
naughty, I can't believe it.  I specifically told you not to touch your pussy.
 What do I catch you doing, playing with your pussy."  Luke stood up so he was
towering over Angela's guilty figure.
"I'm going to get the spreader bar, so I can see your pussy at all times."
 Luke walked out of the room and Angela heard him open a drawer and the
clanging of metal.  The sound of rattling metal made Angela uneasy.  Was daddy
going to hurt her?  She hoped not.  Angela was really regretting her actions.
Daddy stomped back into the bathroom with a long metal bar in his hands that
had size adjustable rings on the end.
"Oh don't look so scared, angel.  This is for your own good." Luke softened his
gaze and reminded himself that Angela was very new to all of this and didn't
know what to do.  He kneeled down beside Angela, who was blushing profusely,
and spread her legs far apart.
"C'mon sweetheart, open up for daddy." Luke spread her legs until he could get
the long bar in between her thighs.  
"That's right, good girl.  Now it might feel cold but just stay still."  Daddy
snapped the rings on either side of the bar onto her thighs after he had
adjusted them to the right size.  They were snug above Angela's knees, and she
felt a rush of cold air when she realized she couldn't close her legs anymore.
 
"Look, now you can't touch your pussy with those naught hands because I can see
everything you are doing down there young lady."  Luke seemed pleased with his
work while Anglea on the other hand looked mad and uncomfortable.  Angela
shifted her weight a bit, but without her legs to balance her, she wobbled on
the side of the tub, grasping it to steady herself.  Though, not before her
daddy was holding her by the shoulders to stop her from falling backwards into
the full tub. 
"Be careful, angel!  You can't move as well when you have this on!"  Luke
lifted her into his lap, "Lets get your nighty off and you can get in the tub.
 I put in a small seat in the bath to keep you from falling backwards in
there."  Luke pulled off Angela's nightgown, leaving her naked and shivering on
his lap.
"D-daddy, I'm cold.  My pussy is cold too!"  Angela was grumpy and wanted to
touch her pussy.  The bar gave Angela more room to touch her pussy, but daddy
would see right away.  
"Well, the bath is nice and hot so it will warm your pussy and you."  Luke
lifted Angela to her feet and them scooped her up bridal style so he could
place her in the tub on her seat properly. 
"Alright, down we go!  Into the tub goes Angela, the grumpy, needy baby!"
 Daddy teased Angela as he placed her in the warm tub.
"Hey, I'm not grumpy!"  Angela giggled.  The water was nice and warm and
reached just below her breasts.  The bath seat was mesh, kind of like a small
safety net and was on an angle so Angela was reclined but propped up just
enough.  Angela felt the warm water slosh around her pussy and it relaxed her a
bit.  It seemed to take the edge off Angela's sensitive princess part.  
Daddy squirted some body wash into his palm and started to rub Angela's tummy
and breasts.  Taking extra time to tweak her nipples and fondly caress them.
 Angela closed her eyes and just enjoyed the touches.  She started to melt into
the seat and felt increasingly more aroused because of how open her legs were.
 Daddy moved down to wash Angela's legs, going close to her princess part but
not touching it.  Angela opened her eyes to see daddy looking down so fondly at
her and felt a blush rise in her face at the attention.
"Even when you are being punished, you are the cutest thing."  Daddy kissed the
tip of her nose.
"I'm going to wash your pussy now.  You have to tell me if it starts to feel
too good ok, sweetheart?"
"Yes, daddy."
Luke started with Angela's outer folds and moved inwards.  He wasn't lingering,
but when his touch reached Angela's nub, Angela started to feel the good
feeling in her tummy again.
"Daddy, it feels good."  Angela was wiggling around in the tub and daddy pulled
his hand away from her pussy.
"Ok, honey.  We are done anyways.  Let's get you dried off."  Luke was gentle
with Angela as he dried her off.  He took the spreader bar off of her as well
and put a clean uniform on her.  They only had time for a quick breakfast of
oatmeal and peaches.  Before they had to start making their way to room 114 for
Angela's morning checkup.
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When Luke knocked on the door, it was promptly answered.  A nurse in familiar
pink scrubs offered a warm smile and lead them in.
"Good morning Anglea! I see you've found your first class."  It was Stacey!
 Angela remembered her saying something about being her assigned nurse, this is
what she meant.  Angela didn't say anything to Stacey because she was still
tired from this morning.
"Still a shy one.  Well, we'll get that shaken off you in a moment.  Before Dr.
Edwards can see you, you will need to change into one of the gowns over here.
 Just follow me and we can get you all set up." Stacey started walking towards
a closet and daddy squeezed Angela's hand in reassurance.  Stacey was a bit too
fast paced for them this morning.
"Here we go, this one looks like it will fit."  Stacey handed a pale sea foam-
green gown to Angela, but daddy took it instead. 
"Where can we find the changing rooms?"  Luke asked Stacey.
"Oh, there is no need for changing rooms, it's just us and some equipment.  You
can change on that table over there.  Dr. Edwards will be seeing Angela
shortly."  Stacey motioned to an examination table in the middle of the room.
 Luke nodded and thanked Stacey, leading Angela over to the table. 
"Daddy.  I'm scared."  Angela said timidly as Luke sat her down on the
examination table.
"And why would that be, princess?"  Luke said while unzipping Angela's uniform
shirt and peeling it off of her. Angela shivered in response to the cold air in
the room.  
"I don't know, just am."  Angela mumbled while Luke pulled the gown down, over
her head.  It felt like paper and it was uncomfortable.
"Well there has to be a reason, baby.  What is making you so scared?"  Luke
undid Angela's skirt and pulled that down her legs.  He placed the skirt and
top on a chair beside the table Angela was on.  He then pulled the thin gown
down Angela's thighs and under her butt so she was covered.
Angela just shrugged.  She swung her legs back and forth as they were dangling
from the table.  Luke moved in between her legs and put his hands on her gown
clothed sides.  Anglea didn't look up into her daddy's face so he took her by
the chin and tilted her face up to his.  Her eyes stayed fixed on a point below
her.
"What's wrong baby girl?  You know you can tell daddy anything."  There was a
long pause.
"Honey, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's bothering you.  I can't
ready your mind, angel."  Luke tilted his head towards Angela in hopes of
getting her gaze on him.  Angela slumped her head onto Luke's shoulder with a
thud.  It scared Luke a bit, and his hands whent up to her shoulders to pull
her back.
Luke kneeled a bit so he was more on her level, and finally broke her gaze and
she looked at him.  He raised an eyebrow.  Angela let out a sigh and a tear
rolled down her cheek.  Luke was very confused and worried because Angela went
from his naughty little minx to his fragile little girl very fast, and now she
was crying on the doctors table.
"Oh, sweetheart, what is wrong?  Please tell me, daddy is worried about you.
 Why are you crying?  I promise if you tell me what's wrong I can make it
better."  Luke sat on the edge of the exam table and pulled Angela into him,
cradling her sniffling body in his arms.  
"Are you mad at me, daddy?"  Angela said in a small voice muffled by Luke's
shirt.
Now Luke was even more confused.  What could he possibly have done to make her
think he was mad at her.  
"No, of course not, angel!  I was never mad at you in the least.  What's
brought this on, sweetheart?"  Luke kept rocking her in his arms as she calmed
down.
"In the bath tub, daddy."  Oh- the spreader bar.  Luke immediately felt a pang
of guilt.  Angela thought him giving her the spreader bar meant he was mad at
her.
"Oh, no, baby!  That didn't mean I was mad at you.  I was just trying to make
sure you didn't touch yourself anymore."  Luke explained as best he could.
Angela only let out a small 'oh' in return.
"I'm so sorry, baby.  I should've known not to try something so extreme.  Are
you ok now?"  Luke looked down and saw that Angela wasn't crying anymore, which
he was relieved to see.  Also that Dr. Edwards was walking towards them.
Dr. Edwards was a funny, charismatic guy who was very good with littles, but so
serious when it came to his work here at the Academy.  
"Hello, I hope I'm not interrupting something."  Dr. Edwards stood in front of
where Luke was clutching Angela to his chest.  Luke looked down at Angela and
gave her a kiss on the head, then unwraped her arms from him to extend a hand
to the doctor.
"No, not at all sir.  We were just having a little heart to heart."  Dr.
Edwards chuckled, shook Luke's hand and turned to look at Angela.
"Well who might this be?"  He moved to stand beside Angela.
"Um, I'm Angela, sir."  Angela looked to her daddy, who smiled reassuringly at
her.
"Hi, Angela,"  Dr. Edwards held out his hand to her as well, "My name is Dr.
Edwards."  Angela shook his hand.  He moved closer to Angela's ear and
whispered, "But you can call me Steve."  This made Angela giggle and Dr.
Edwards smile. 
"Alright, let's get started we have lots to go through!"  He walked over to a
cupboard and sink area at the end of the table, pulling a pair of rubber gloves
on after washing his hands.  Angela was still sitting on the side of the table
as he opened various drawers and cupboards, pulling out objects and placing
them on a metal tray.  
"Angela you can go right ahead and lie back for me," he was speaking from
inside one of the cupboards.
"Make sure you are nice and comfortable because you are going to be in the same
position for almost the whole time."  Angela looked to her daddy, who was
sitting on the chair beside her.  He got up and started to help her lie down.
 Luke centred her on the table and placed her legs so they were spread nicely
apart.
"I'm just going to be sitting in the chair over here, don't worry I'm right
beside you, sweetheart."  Luke bent down to kiss Angela's forehead as Dr.
Edwards finished gathering his supplies.  Angela nodded at daddy and he moved
to sit down.  
From somewhere, the doctor had found an office chair on weels and was rolling
toward Angela with his tray of utensils rolling on a trolley beside him.  He
stopped at the end of the table and started fiddling with something under the
cushion.
"Now, I'm just trying to get these stirrups out so you can put your feet in
them," Dr. Edwards was struggling with getting the stirrups to extend from the
table, "But they seem to not want to cooperate, so I guess we can fiddle with
those later."  He gave up and rolled closer to Angela.
He turned his chair so he was speaking to both Angela and Luke.
"So, the whole purpose of this long morning exam is to really be able to see
how well Angela responds to different types and intensities of stimulation in
different areas of her body.  From there, we can address areas that might need
to be worked on more than others, and what we find out today will translate
into daily routines."  Dr. Edwards was now talking more to Luke than Angela.
"That might not make too much sense just yet, but I will explain things in a
bit more depth as we go along."  He rocked back on his chair a little and
pulled his sleeves up to his elbows.
He rolled his way over to Angela's top half, pulling his tray of miscellaneous
objects with him.
"I don't see the point in making you wear these things," Dr. Edwards gestured
towards the gown Angela was wearing, "I'm going to need you to take it off
anyways, Angela."  Angela propped herself up on her elbows, then into a sitting
position.  She tugged upwards at the end of her gown until it was over her
head.  A pair of hands reached for the gown, pulling completely off of her
head.
"There we go."  Dr. Edwards discarded the gown somewhere beside him.
"Lie back down for me again.  Get comfortable, as I said you will be holding
this position for the duration of the exam."  As Angela laid back he pressed on
the inside of her knees to get her legs to be on the table in a sort of
triangular position with the bottoms of her feet touching.
Angela was completely exposed and a bit chilly, she could feel her nipples perk
up as they were subjected to the cold room.  Dr. Edwards seemed to notice this.
"Ah, dilation of the nipples already. Good sign."  He pulled out a small
notebook from his breast pocket and jotted down a few notes.
"Ok, so first thing I'm going to do is test how sensitive your breasts are." He
reached for a bottle and pumped out a few squirts of clear liquid.
"This will be cold at first, but it warms up pretty fast," Dr. Edwards rubbed
it around his gloved palm, then placed his hands on the expanse of Angela's
breasts.  He rubbed slow, pressured circles into her, using the side if his
hand to run along the bottom of her breasts.  Her nipple was grazing the
concave palm of his hand and it felt very nice.  It sent tingles down Angela's
spine into her pussy.
"Oh, I almost forgot," Dr. Edwards took his hands off of Angela's chest and he
rolled down towards Angela's legs.  He rummaged around in his tray of items
until he brought out a thin tube, like a thermometre, attached to a rectangular
remote, "This handy thing right here will measure the amount of squeezing your
pussy does while I am stimulating your breasts.  All I'm going to do is
lubricate it, then slide it right into your pussy and turn it on," he squeezed
some of lube onto it and moved to the end of the table between Angela's legs,
"When I turn it on it won't move or anything, it just might start to feel a bit
warm inside you ok?"
Angela nodded.  
"I'm glad you can nod at me, but I want you to use your words ok?"
"Ok."
"Good girl.  I want you to make as much noise as you want, the louder you are
the better.  If I can hear how you feel, it gives me a better insight into what
makes you feel good!"  Dr. Edwards pulled Angela's folds apart with one hand
while the other was holding the long metal tube thing.
"While I slide this in, I'm going to count down from five.  I want you to take
five deep breaths in time with my counting ok?"
"Yes, sir."
"Ok, 5," Angela took a deep breath as she felt the tip of the tool go inside
her, it made her breath catch in her throat, "Keep breathing Angela, you can do
it."
"4...3...," the tube slid farther and farther into her.  It felt weird, it felt
good.  It was so thin that apart from the initial movement in, there was no
other feeling at all, "Good girl, keep going, you're doing great."  
"2...and 1, it's in!  Wow good job Angela.  It's the first thing inside of you
and you did so well!"  Dr. Edwards praised her and Angela turned her head to
look over at daddy who had been reading a pamphlet.  He was smiling and giving
her a thumbs up. 
The Doctor pressed some buttons on the thick controller attached to the tube.
 Nothing happened except for a slight change in temperature. The stick felt
just a tad warmer than before.
Dr. Edwards moved back to Angela's chest and got back to his previous work.  He
was using his thumbs to draw half-moons into Angela's pebbled nipples and
stopped every few minutes to jot down more notes.  Angela was fairly quiet
throughout the process.  
"It seems like you are quite sensitive on your breasts, but it would be good to
work on the feedback- meaning noises.  So I have some of what I like to call,
"nipple cups".  All they do is suction onto a wet nipple and provide the
feeling of a mouth on your breast.  I would like you to wear them to breakfast
for an hour and for another hour just before you go to bed.  This should
hopefully increase the amount of noises you make during breast stimulation!
 Now to move on to that lady part of yours, miss."  Dr. Edwards moved down to
Angela's legs and crotch.
"Luke, I will print out a sheet for you to take to the nurses office whenever
you can with all of the different things I will prescribe for Angela.  I know a
lot of standard things are already built into the rooms so you shouldn't have
to pick up much."
"Sounds good, sir."
Dr. Edwards picked up the remote attached to the long tube inside Angela.
"Wow, Angela, your pussy is extremely sensitive!  The data that the tube has
picked up shows that you pussy was constantly clenching around my tool here.
 Very good, you have a strong pussy."  Dr. Edwards pulled out the tube, which
had a string of Angela's juices connecting her and the metal instrument. 
"So I know that you haven't had anything wide inside you before, correct?"  He
looked up at Angela.
"Yes, sir."
"I also know that you haven't had an orgasm yet, is that also true?"  Angela's
ears perked up at the thought of her first orgasm.
"Yes, sir, I haven't ever had one of those, but I would really like to have one
so I can touch my pussy please!  My daddy doesn't let me touch myself and I
really want to because I'm all squirmy, can I have an orgasm, sir?"  Angela
spewed out in one breath.  Dr. Edwards looked very surprised at the sudden
inthusiasm.  
"Wow, you seem quite excited for that Angela, but I'm afraid that you are due
for your first orgasm at your end of the day check up, not just yet."  He
rolled to his tray and put the metal tube thing back.
"Ok then."  Angela sadly mumbled.
"You'll get your turn don't worry.  In the mean time, I have to get these
stirrups out."  Dr. Edwards reached under the cushion again and really pulled
hard this time.  There was a squeaky noise and then a shiny silver stirrup came
into view.  He positioned it up and back a bit, meaning that Angela would have
to bend her knees to her chest to put her feet in them.  He did the same with
the other one.
"Now I'm just going to guide your feet into the stirrups, tell me if you feel
any discomfort," He lifted Angela's legs by the ankles until they were snugly
in the platforms.  He turned to Luke, "Luke, does angela have any problems
regarding refraining from touching herself?"
Luke looked amused at the question.
"I would like to say no, but just this morning I had to put a spreader bar on
her so I could see what she was doing with her pussy because she just couldn't
stop touching it."
Dr. Edwards gave an understanding nod and turned back to Angela.
"This last part of the exam requires you to not touch yourself so I'm going to
have to restrain your arms ok?"
Angela didn't like being tied down, but she wanted to be a good girl because
maybe if she behaved she could get her orgasm faster.
"Ok, sir."
Dr. Edwards pulled a strip of black Velcro from under the cushion and fastened
Angela's wrists snugly to where she was lying.  Then he moved to the very end
of the table and pulled his tray with him.  
"Now I'm going to see just how sensitive your small pussy is.  I will be using
all of my tools here and I will be able to find some places that aren't as
sensitive, where I can prescribe something to amp that up a bit, and places
that are very sensitive so I can make notes on how to approach bringing you to
orgamsm later."  
Dr. Edwards started with rubbing the outside of Angela's pussy.  Just in
circles.  It was so relaxing for Angela.  She couldn't move, so it was almost
like she was being forced to just feel it.  Some moans slipped out of her as
the doctor moved his fingers inwards and caught her nub as he was rubbing. He
kept one finger on her nub, just pressing down while he made some notes again. 
Then he used various different cold metal tools to keep Angela's folds open
while he played with her nub at different paces.  Her breathing always picked
up when he increased the speed of his finger, he made notes of this too.  Once
he was done with every tool, he put them on the side of the sink.  There was
just one left on his tray.  It was thick and bright pink, angela blushed as she
looked and saw that it looked like a penis.
"This last tool is going to bring you to the very edge of an orgasm and then
take it away.  I find it a bit cruel personally, but it has to be done.  I'm
going to count backwards from 20 and hold it onto your pussy, and it will
vibrate.  If at any point you feel like you cannot take the feeling anymore,
just yell out and I will take it away."  Angela nodded as Dr. Edwards reached
for the pink tool.  
"Ready?"
"Yes, sir."
He placed it against her pussy, and turned it on.  The initial shock of the
feeling took the wind out of Angela and made her back arch off of the table.
 She felt so buzzed out that she could only vaguely hear the doctor's voice
counting.  She was slightly aware of the moans that were carelessly slipping
out of her mouth.  She saw daddy come into her vision and she felt him hold her
hand.  She couldn't hold his very well due to the restraint. 
So many good feelings leveled into just one; pleasure.  Angela felt like she
was flying and her pussy was almost numb from the vibrating.  Then, just like
this morning in bed, it all abruptly stopped.  Angela opened her eyes that she
didn't remember closing and, felt herself deflate.  She wanted to cry but felt
to weak and frustrated to do so.
Angela closed her eyes again and felt her legs behind taken down from the
stirrups, and her arms being unbound.  She didn't open her eyes as someone- she
guessed daddy- lifted her into their arms and sat down with her again.  She
flinched when her pussy touched their pants.  She knew it was daddy holding her
because of the feeling of the hand rubbing her back, it was soft, like daddy's
hand.  She opened her eyes and saw that she was in daddy's arms and he was
sitting in the exam table she had been previously on.  There was a large wet
mark on the centre of it.  
Angela turned her head to see daddy shaking the doctors hand and accepting a
sheet from him.  The doctor held up his hand to signal bye and left the room.
Sounds came back to her then, it was the sound of daddy humming as he pulled
her top and skirt back on.
"Daddy?"  She groggily asked.
"Yes, angel?"  Daddy finished dressing her and hoisted her onto his hip,
walking out of the room. 
"M' tired. Wanna take a nap."  Angela rested her head on daddy's shoulder and
let herself be carried.
"I know you are, honey."  Luke kissed the side of Angela's head.
"If this is what edging does to you, you are going to be exhausted tonight."
 Luke mumbled more to himself.
Angela didn't pay attention to much more, she was busy dozing off on daddy's
comfy shoulder.  They still had a whole day ahead of them.
 
 
 
 
***** Anatomy *****
Chapter Summary
     After a 5 minute nap on daddy's shoulder, Angela is sitting in her
     anatomy class. With daddy beside her of course.
Angela didn't get the chance to fully fall asleep during the walk across the
campus to her next class, anatomy.  But she zoned out enough for the five
minute walk to seem like it took three seconds.  Daddy carried her into the big
anatomy building, while she kept her head on his shoulder looking around
curiously.  Once they got through the door, it was either left or right, daddy
went down the left hall.  Angela looked at the pale yellow walls decorated with
various posters about the body.  More accurately, the female body.
She didn't look close enough to read the titles, still too foggy from her
previous checkup to comprehend anything going on around her.  Daddy knew she
had fallen into little space slightly, so he opted to carry her.  The last
thing he wanted was Angela getting hurt on her way across the rough(er) terrain
of the campus.  She was a careless baby, but definitly too tired to walk
anywhere right now. 
She was drooling slightly on the material of his shirt as her head lolled about
on his shoulder.  The noise of daddy's leather shoes on the linoleum floor was
annoying and loud, it made Angela frown at the incessant tap, tap, tap.  She
didn't want to go anywhere except for bed, and daddy didn't seem to be taking
her there.
"Daddy, where are we going?"  Angela asked quietly.
"You'll see, sweetheart.  It's just a few doors down."  Daddy kept walking
along the yellow ugly hallway, looking at each door they passed.  Angela gave a
huff of distaste.
"But, daddy!"  She whined, "I want a nap!"  
"You can wait, angel, I'm sure."  Daddy hoisted her higher on his hip.  This
made Angela's over sensitive pussy grind against daddy's hip and the textured
fabric over it.
"Oh!"  Angela moaned out as she felt a rush of wetness come over her small
part.  Her head fell back onto daddy's shoulder as the feeling took over her
already weak body.  As the feeling subsided, Angela could feel her pussy,
absolutely throbbing.  
"Aw, honey I know.  You're so sensitive right now.  I'm trying not to have
anything touch your pussy but that's hard.  I can feel it throbbing on my hip,
princess.  I'm proud of you for holding off for this long and I promise that
when we go back and visit Dr. Edwards this afternoon he will make you feel so
good and your pussy will be all better.  No more uncomfortable tingles."  Daddy
rubbed on Angela's butt soothingly under her skirt, staying away from her
princess part, she was about to burst.
All Angela could manage to say in return was a mumble and a needy whine mixed
together.
"Look, angel, we're here."  Daddy stopped in front of one of the doors, pulling
it open, inside was a lecture hall.  It was so big, Angela had never seen a
room that looked like a movie theatre without the huge screen.  There were lots
of people milling around, finding seats and such.  
"Daddy, where are we?"  Angela was in awe of how big the room was.
"Well, baby, we are in your anatomy class.  Are you excited?  Is your pussy
excited to get lots of attention?"  Daddy looked down at Angela with such a
fond expression on his face.
"I guess..., " Angela said slowly, " but I thought nothing was supposed to
touch my pussy."
"Well, nobody but me will be touching your pussy in this class, sweetheart and
I know how your small part is feeling so don't worry," daddy kissed Angela on
the temple, "we just have to go over and get someone to give you a little once-
over.  It's a routine thing for this class, you will be asked some questions,
someone will make sure your sensitivity levels are up to par and whatnot.  Just
think of it as a quick checkup. They just want to know a bit about you and they
can have a record of how your pussy responds to one or two standard procedures.
 The procedures differ depending on how much your pussy has been exposed to.
 You have been exposed to virtually nothing yet, so what they can do is
limited.  Don't fret, angel daddy will be there the whole time."  
Angela felt slightly annoyed with the constant checkups for her pussy.  She was
sure her princess part had a pulse of its own now.  It rubbed just so lightly
on daddy's hip when we walked with her in his arms like he was and she could
feel herself leaking all over daddy's shirt and belt.  It didn't help that she
was so wet, she just glided so easily over anything her pussy touched.  
Daddy walked into a line.  It was for a booth that seemed to point people in
different directions, towards other booths.  The secondary booths were more
hands on though.  Some girls were being lightly touched, some were being
touched with different tools, like the ones in Dr. Edwards office, while some
even had things repeatedly pushed in and out of their pussy.
Angela was a bit jelous of the girls who got to put things inside their pussy.
 It looked like it felt so good!
"Angela, angel, I know there is a lot going on right now, but you need to stop
grinding your pussy into daddy, ok?"  Angela didn't even notice that she was
humping up and down daddy's side while they were waiting in line and Angela was
looking at all the other girls who probably got to orgasm this morning already,
and were beside themselves now as their daddies pushed things into their
pussies.  
"Sorry, daddy,  I just- it's just- ugh, I need you to touch me daddy!  My pussy
won't stop dripping and my nub is pounding!"  Angela cried out into daddy's
ear.
"Baby I wish I could help I really do, but I can't touch you, or let anyone
touch you for that matter.  I know you need to have an orgasm really badly but
you have to wait until your next doctors appointment, which is in 4 hours.".
Daddy looked exceedingly concerned with Angela's state.  She was about to let
go of she kept absentmindedly humping everything.  
Once they got the the front of the line, the lady said they were sitting in row
3, seat 47 and 48.  Also to go to booth 2 for the preliminary exam.  Angela was
wide eyed and looking at the lucky girls having their pussy's touched.  Her's
ached with envy.  But she focused on daddy putting her down in a chair in one
of the booths.  A nice looking lady was talking to daddy about stuff, Angela
wasn't paying attention, she was all foggy.
The nurse didn't even bother to introduce herself to Angela before she squatted
infront of her, lifted Angela's skirt and parted her legs.  The nurse didn't
touch any part of Angela's pussy nub, only pressing on her folds and her lower
stomach.  Then taking notes.  Daddy was watching from above, eyebrows furrowed
and an arm around Angela's shoulders.
The nurse put down her clipboards and spoke to daddy again, about what, Angela
didn't know.  Daddy picked her up again, but this time his hands were under her
knees and one on her lower back.  He was carrying her bridal style so her pussy
wouldn't rub on too many things while they walked.
"Sweetheart?"  Daddy called out to Angela as they were walking away from the
booth.
"Hmm?" Was all Angela could really manage right now.  The nurse had told Luke
to keep Angela talking and preoccupie, while keeping everything away from her
pussy untill she could release.  
"How're you feeling?  Are you still tired?"
"Ya, can I sit on your lap so I can take a nap please, daddy?  Angela mumbled
out.
"No, honey, you have to sit in your own seat for now, but when we go have
lunch, you can sit on my lap.  How does that sound?" Luke walked down the large
path of stairs to get to the third row.
"That sounds ok I guess.  What's for lunch daddy?"
"Whatever you want, angel."  Luke shuffled through the isle of seats untill he
got to 47 and 48.  They were isle seats on the other side of the stairs they
came down on.
"Here we go, let's sit down shall we."  Daddy lowered Angela into her seat.  It
had a desktop built onto it, but there were many buttons on daddy's armrest and
Angela had a funny feeling they made her chair move.  
"Are you comfortable, baby?"  Daddy turned to her.
"Mhm, yes daddy.  The chair is kinda itchy but I'm ok."  Angela squirmed around
for a second before settling down in her seat.
"Tommorrow we can bring a blanket to put on the chair before you sit on it.  I
don't want my special little girl having itchy legs now, do I."  Daddy kissed
Angela on the tip of the nose and Angela giggled.
When the teacher came and introduced himself as Mr. Sellers Angela was zoning
in and out.  All he was doing was talking and talking and Angela was so tired.
 Daddy's shoulder was so comfy and warm and maybe she could just close her eyes
for two minutes.  Only two because Mr. Sellers said that in that time he had a
very exciting slideshow presentation about pussy's and all the different parts.
 Angela wanted to see the slideshow and know what parts her pussy had but she
was ever so slowly drifting.  Softly lulling to sleep.  Her eyelids got so
heavy, and she let them fall shut.  Mr. Sellers' voice drowned out into a quiet
thrum while Angela focused on the sound of daddy's breath.  She breathed in
time with the rise and fall of his chest, which soothed her even further into
dreamland.
Angela didn't mean to fall asleep halfway through her anatomy lesson, but she
did.  And Luke thought that she looked far too peaceful and adorable to
disturb, so he didn't dare wake her up.  
Angela was Luke's everything.  She was so perfect in his eyes, adapting to the
world around her.  Luke felt so blessed to be a part of her life and wanted to
pack her up into a tiny little box and keep her safe forever.  He was her
absolute protector and lover and father figure all in one.  She was his baby to
love and care for- forever.
That's why when anatomy ended, Luke promptly left the building and headed to
their room so he could put Angela down for a nap and order some lunch.  He also
needed to pick up those things Dr. Edwards prescribed to Angela.  he would have
to do that later, Angela needed to sleep first.
***** Lost at Lunch *****
Chapter Summary
     Daddy said he would be gone for one minute. But that was 10 minutes
     ago. He said he was going to pick up Angela's prescription from the
     nurses office, where littles weren't allowed to go. Angela knew where
     the office was, maybe she could find daddy herself...
 Anglea stirred some as Luke attempted to pick her up from her chair in
anatomy.  Neither of them had payed attention to the lecture given, Angela was
passed out, sleeping peacefully in her chair while Luke watched over her
sleeping figure.  Angela squirmed a lot in her light sleep.  Luke guessed it
was a mix of her throbbing, needy pussy and not having Luke's arms wrapped
around her as she slept.  She wrapped her own arms around her body as she moved
about in her chair.  Luke felt the urge to pull her into his arms and let her
sleep there throughout the lecture, but he shouldn't indulge her behaviour.
 She was meant to learn, not sleep through class.  But he felt it to be cruel
to wake her so he let her sleep through the class.  By the end though, he had
to wake her up.  He couldn't take her out of her chair himself because the desk
top attached was in the way.
"Angela," He brought his face down to her sleeping one, his voice soft, "Hey,
sweetheart, time to wake up."  Angela cracked one eye open, frowned, and curled
back into herself, trying to go back to sleep.
"Oh no you don't.  C'mon, angel, once you get out of your chair we can go and
have some lunch and a nap ok?"  Luke didn't want to hurt Angela trying to pry
her from the tight space between her chair and the desktop, so she needed to
get out herself.  
"Mmh, no, daddy.  Wanna sleep.  Go'way."  Angela grumbled and rubbed her eyes,
yawning.
"Angela, daddy asked you nicely once already.  I need you to wake up and get
out of the chair."  Luke moved some peices of Angela's hair out of her face,
but still tried to be firm.
Angela grumbled again, but sluggishly moved out of the chair and desktop, then
made grabby hands for Luke to pick her up.
He cooed inwardly at the gesture and swooped her up into his arms. Placing
kissed all over her face, making her giggle.  Carrying her bridal style, daddy
took Angela up to their room.  Angela wained in and out of consciousness during
the walk from the Anatomy building to their building. She was curled up against
his chest, eyes barely open, nodding off by the second.   They were passing by
Dr. Edwards' office when Luke remembered that he had to pick up Angela's
prescription from the nurses office.  That was the one place littles weren't
allowed.  But, the cafeteria was quite close, maybe he could put Angela in one
of the chairs with the buckle so she couldn't get out, and quickly run over and
grab what he needed for angela.  Luke looked down at Angela's sleeping face,
not wanting to leave her.  But what could possibly happen, nothing.  
Luke made his way to the cafeteria and sat Angela down in one of the seats with
straps.  Angela woke up an looked at daddy very confused.  
"Looks like someone decided to wake up," Luke started as he strapped Angela
into her chair, "daddy has to go pick up your prescription ok, sweetheart?  It
will take me 2 minutes."  Luke stood up, but Angela quickly grabbed hold of his
hand.
"Wha- wait, daddy!  No don't go!  I don't want to be alone."  Angela trailed
off, the cafeteria was big and full of people, it was scary.
"Aw, sweet pea.  Don't worry, I will be back in two seconds.  I promise you
that you won't be alone for longer than that.  But I need you to stay here ok?"
 Now daddy looked serious.
"Yes, daddy."  Angela wasn't happy about it, but daddy promised to be back
soon.  She slumped down in her chair as daddy quickly walked away after giving
her a kiss on the top of her head.  
Now she was alone.
It wasn't so bad.  For the first 2 minutes.  But then Angela started to look
for daddy.  Where was he?  Shouldn't he be back by now?  Angela's stomach
started to drop around the five minute mark.  Daddy still wasn't back and she
couldn't see him coming towards her either.  But Angela needed to be a good
girl and wait patiently.  She looked out of the window beside her at the campus
surrounding the cafeteria, a bunny caught her eye.  So cute and fluffy, if only
it would come closer to the window.  But it only hopped away.  
Angela looked around the cafeteria again, still no sign of daddy.  She looked
at the clock, almost 10 minutes had passed since he left!  Angela felt the
panic starting to rise in her now.  She felt little tears prick at the edges of
her eyes, but she didn't cry.  She would wait for daddy.  He said he would come
back and she would be patient.  But what if he wasn't coming back?  What if
daddy said that so he could run away and not come back?  Now Angela was
squirming in her seat.  She wanted daddy right now so she could feel his strong
arms wrap around her and his lips press to the crown of her head, or anything
really.  She needed the comfort of daddy... But he wasn't there.
That's when Angela decided she would take matters into her own hands, and go
find daddy herself.  She fiddled with the buckle a little bit before managing
to free herself and hop down from the chair.  'Don't cry now', she thought as
she left the cafeteria uncertainly.  The noise of the cafeteria died down once
she left the threshold and wandered down the hallway that she thought they came
in.  
Then she turned down a different hallway, but this hallway was empty, maybe she
should go down another one, maybe daddy would be down there.  
But he wasn't.  Then she turned down another, and another untill she was in a
maze of hallways.  Angela's breathing was shallower and quicker and she
couldn't stop the prickling tears from welling up and falling down her cheeks.
 She was so lost and scared. There was nobody else in the hallways because they
were all having lunch.   Her daddy had left her, probably didn't even love her
anymore.  Angela started to sob at the thought.  She loved her daddy so much.
 She couldn't handle the thought of her daddy leaving her like this.  She slid
down one of the walls in the hallway and cried.  
With her knees to her chest, and her head on her knees and arms covering her
head, Angela felt so alone.  There was nobody around to help her.  The hallways
were totally empty, and there was still no daddy.  
Just then, Angela heard a faint tapping noise.  It sounded like... Shoes?
 Someone was coming down the hallway!  Angela looked up to see a female nurse
looking very closely at a clip board. 
Angela perked up when she saw who it was upon closer inspection.  It was
Stacey!  Angela tried to call out to her but all she could get out was a
hiccup.  But, never the less, it made Stacey look up.  But when Stacey saw
Angela in the state she was in, she was more than confused.
"Angela?!"  Stacey jogged the last bit towards her and kneeled down, "Oh my
god, sweetheart, what happened?!  Where is your daddy?" At the mention of daddy
Angela started out a fresh batch of tears.
"Whoa, honey, is everything alright?  What's going on?"  Stacey looked
suspicious.
"H-he lef-left me!"  Angela just managed to get out.  
Stacey's eyebrows furrowed together.
"What do you mean, he left you?  Did he leave you here?"
Angela tried to take some deep breaths to calm herself down so she could talk
to Stacey.
"N-no, he l-left me in the-the cafeteria."  Angela was all sniffles and
wracking with sobs.  Stacey sat down and pulled Angela into her arms.
 Smoothing down her hair and trying her best to console the distraught girl.  
"And why on earth did he do that?"
Angela started to cry again.  He didn't love her.  That was the reason he left
Angela strapped to a chair, so he could make his break.
Angela couldn't answer this time, she couldn't get any words passed the frantic
breathing and sobs.  Stacey realized this and thought it would be best to take
her back to somewhere she could get her some water.  
"Shh, it's ok.  Let's go and get you some water ok?  Then we can figure out
what happened and find your daddy."  Stacey started to get up but Angela
reacted immediately.  She grabbed Stacey's whole arm and whimpered.
"N-no, pl-please don't l-leave me!"
Stacey was miffed.  What the hell was Luke doing?  Why was his little in such a
state because of him?  Angela definitely did not deserve this.  She would be
talking to Luke about this when she found him.
"Honey, it's ok!  I'm not going anywhere without you!"  Stacey got up and
pulled Angela to her feet as well.  She was shakey and sniffling.  Stacey put
her arms around Angela's shoulders as she guided Angela out of the maze of
hallways.
Stacey brought Angela into Dr. Edwards' office and sat her down on the exam
table, then left to go get Angela some water.  Stacey was still in plain sight,
which was good, Angela didn't think she could handle someone else leaving her
alone again.  
"Here you go sweetheart, drink this."  Stacey handed Angela a cone shaped,
paper cup of water.  Angela took it and shakily sipped the contents before
handing the empty cup back to Stacey.
"Can you tell me what happened now, Angela?"  Angela nodded and sniffed.
"Well, daddy said he had to go get my prescription from the nurses office, a-
and that he would be back really soon, but that I had to stay in my seat.  He
put me in the cafeteria and buckled me into a seat and then left.  And then he
never-he never came back."  Angela felt her eyes start to well up again.
"Ok, so he left to go get something and didn't come back, but how did you end
up in that hallway back there?"  Stacey gave a soft smile.
"Well I thought I should go find daddy myself."  Angela said and Stacey nodded
sympathetically.
"I think that was very brave of you, Angela.  Taking matters into your own
hands can be a good thing, but sometimes it's best to get help.  I'm sure
anyone in the cafeteria would've helped you find your daddy."  Angela nodded
back.
"Now, this is a bit off topic, but how is your pussy feeling?  I'm only asking
because your inner thighs are soaked with your juices, sweetheart.  Do you mind
if I take a quick peek and clean you up a bit?"
"Oh, ok."  Angela had forgotten about her pussy tingles, but now that her pussy
was front and centre, they were all she could think about. 
Stacey pulled up a rolley chair and sat down between Angela's legs.
"Now just pull your knees up to your chest for me please." Stacey said while
putting on some rubber gloves.
"Oh, wow," Stacey's eyes widened as she saw angels pussy and nub, "you are
really sensitive aren't you!  Your pussy is very red and your clit is pulsing."
"My clit?"  Angela hadn't heared the word before but she knew her nub was
throbbing, so maybe her nub was her clit.
"Yes, your clit.  Here, this is it."  Stacey moved her thumb over Angela's clit
in soft circles.  Angela jumped at the initial touch because of her sensitivity
but then sunk into it after a few seconds.
"Hmm, yes, definitely swollen.  You haven't cum yet have you?" Stacey removed
her hand and started to whipe down on and around Angela's pussy, getting all of
the slick off.
"N-no, oh!  I'm getting it this afternoon."  Angela squirmed around while
Stacey cleaned her up.  
"Well, that'll be en experience for you.  I think I can persuade Dr. Edwards to
use a clit sticker for you. It'll make things easier.  Anyways, why don't we go
find your daddy."   
Angela liked the sound of that.  She needed to feel the comfort of daddy's
touch and his loving gaze.  Just as she was about to get off the exam table,
the door swung open.  Dr. Edwards walked in followed by daddy!  They didn't
seem to notice Angela and Stacey though.  Dr. Edwards was facing away from
them, washing his hands and Like was talking a mile a minute.
"-and when I got back, she was gone!  I have no idea where she went, nobody
said they saw her and it's killing me not knowing where she is!  What if she's
hurt?!  Oh god it would be all my fault!  She's probably somewhere lost and-"
"Luke!"  Dr. Edwards interrupted him, "I'm sorry, but I haven't seen her.  She
can't have gone far.  Look I know you are worried but you need to calm down,
ok, son?"
Angela was sitting on the table, dumbfounded, because daddy hadn't left her.
 Daddy was worried about her and cared.  He still loved her.
"Daddy?"  It was just above a whisper but as soon as Angela said it, Luke's
head whipped around.  When he saw Angela sitting on the table with Stacey and
tear stained cheeks, he thanked the gods. 
He didn't think twice before taking the length of that room in two long strides
and capturing Angela's body in his arms.
"Oh my god!  Oh my god I'm so glad you're ok!" Luke cradled Angela's head and
body in his arms, and Angela, weak and pliant under his grip, melted into the
embrace and tried to hug daddy back.  But she was crying again.
"Oh, angel, I'm so sorry!   It's ok, daddy's here.  S'ok, daddy's got you. I
can't believe I left you for that long.  Thank god you're ok."  Luke put both
hands on the sides of Angela's face and tilted it up so he could look at her
face from all angles, making sure she was superficially ok.  Then he looked
into her eyes and saw that she was emotionally traumatized and he broke a
little to.
He pulled her head into his neck and put his head on her shoulder.  He was
clutching onto Angela for dear life while he shed a few tears himself.
"I was so scared.  I thought you left with someone else and they could've hurt
you.  Oh, god baby, I never want that to happen again."
Luke lifted his head up and wiped his tears.  He picked Angela up and held her
as close as possible to him.
"I love you daddy.  But, please dont leave me again."  Angela whimpered out and
rested her head on his shoulder, exhausted from all the panic and crying.
"Angel, I am never letting you out of my site, ever again."  Luke looked around
and remembered that they weren't alone in the room.  Dr. Edwards seemed
unbothered, and Stacey looked confused, but Luke just said a quick goodbye to
both of them.  He was taking Angela up to their room, putting her down for a
much needed nap and ordering some room service for lunch.  He might as well
call her in sick for her last two classes before she was due back at the
doctors because she wouldn't be able to handle any more today.  
Neither would he.  
 
 
 
***** Nap Time *****
Chapter Summary
     Too tired and shaken to go to her last two classes, Daddy takes
     Angela up to their room for a nap, lunch and some much needed
     cuddles.
Chapter Notes
     So, I've been asked about putting this fic on Wattpad, which I have
     done! You can find it by searching for "Mackenzie_Griffon" and going
     into my works :) It will be updated at the same time as on here too
     so if you would rather read it on there you will get updates at the
     same time as on here :)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Angela was sleeping soundly on daddy's shoulder by the time they made it back
to their room.  Her head rolling around slightly as Luke hoisted her onto his
left hip with one hand as he rummaged through his right pocket for the room
keys, finally finding them and unlocking the door.  He cringed as the door
opened with a loud creak, looking onto Angela's sleeping face to see if she was
bothered by the noise; she wasn't.  He placed a soft kiss to her forehead,
admiring the relaxed look on her face.  
It pained him to think about his small girl getting increasingly more lost and
scared without him.  The line in the nurses office was longer than he had
expected, and he had to wait for his order to be processed before he went back
to the cafeteria, only to find an empty seat where Angela had been previously
strapped to.  He didn't think she would get up and leave, but then again, he
took over 10 minutes to get back.  He was sort of proud of her for trying to
find him, but he would have to tell her that she couldn't wander off because it
was too dangerous.
It wasn't really dangerous at all because there were plenty of people to help
Angela get back to her daddy, but Luke always feared the worst when it came to
his baby.  He vowed not to let her out of his sight when he found her in Dr.
Edwards' office, face red and puffy from crying.  He will never forget the way
she clung to him and cried onto his shoulder, her fingers curling into the
fabric of his shirt like it was a lifeline.  She was so precious to him, so, so
precious.  
Luke noticed that he had been just standing in their door way looking at
Angela, not actually moving inside.  He stepped through the threshold and
closed the door behind him, toeing his shoes off and trying to keep his balance
as he kicked them off to the side.  Angela stirred some in his arms, trying to
turn over and curling up on herself in Luke's arms.    
She would need to eat at some point, but Luke thought that she would benefit
from an undisturbed sleep.  He carefully layed her down on their bed, making
sure not to jostle her, and began to take her shoes and clothes off.  
He kissed every part of her that he undressed, grateful for her being and
safety.  Once he got her shoes off of her relatively small feet (they were
small to him because his were gigantic), he kissed her ankles, all the way up
to her knees.  Begrudgingly, he got up and walked over to their doormat and
deposited Angela's shoes there, beside his.  They were plain white sneakers
with some purple decals affiliated with the Academy.  Even though they were
just shoes, Luke felt that they were very special just because they belonged to
his beautiful girl. 
He walked back to the bed and saw that Angela had rolled herself into a tight
ball and was sucking on her thumb, still sleeping.  Luke inwardly cooed but
knew that he had to take her skirt and top off because Angela would be much
more comfortable naked rather than in her uniform.  Plus, it cut down on the
amount of fabric that would rub against her princess part.  
She only had two hours to go untill the the long awaited doctors appointment
Angela was oh so looking forward to.  Luke, not so much.  Of course, he was
excited for his baby, but he was still a bit nervous.  He had heared stories of
littles that went into dangerous subdrop because of the intensity of the
feeling and the endorphin imbalance afterwards.  Those were extreme cases and
there was a very slim chance that that would actually happen, but if it was
something to worry about, he was worrying about it.  
It was really just his strong, paternal feeling of love and the desire to
protect Angela from harm and he knew it.  That still wouldn't stop him from
feeling uneasy and just wanting this day to be over with.
Angela moved around on the bed beside Luke and it shook him from his daze.  He
still had to get her out of her clothes and eat some lunch. She was a bit more
spread out now and Luke unzipped the front of Angela's shirt, revealing her
breasts and pebbling nipples from the cool air.  He peeled the top from her
chest and arms, carefully lifting the appendage trying not to wake her up.  
Angela shivered slightly, she didn't have anything on her torso and she was
getting progressively more nude.  Luke unzipped the side of Angela's skirt.
 That was the great thing about the uniforms.  They all fully unzipped, so the
skirt was one long piece of fabric when you undid the zipped down the side.
 Luke folded the open skirt out, unwrapping Angela from it.  He could see her
juices glistening on her pussy and thighs.
 Part of him felt a bit bad for her, she had been subjected to so much
stimulation with no release, she was squirming in her sleep because she was so
needy, and another part of him longed to fuck the need right out of her.  He
wanted to bury himself inside her gorgeous pussy and fuck her untill she
couldn't walk.  He would be her first and as much as he wanted it to be special
and soft and caring, he wanted to take her by the waist and sit her down onto
his cock and fuck the living day daylights from her; ravish her untill her
pretty, sparkly eyes rolled back into her head and she just can't take it
anymore.  
As much as he was the utmost caring, responsible, daddy-know's-best guardian
there was, he was an absolute sexual monster; ready to pray on Angela when the
time was right.  Which, sadly for Luke, wouldn't be for a while.  
So, he would just have to keep his own desires at bay while Angela slowly but
surely explored this dirty, dirty world; and he was the king of it.  
You know what they say, practice makes perfect.
--
Luke unbuttoned his shirt and tugged it from himself.  He draped it over Angela
like a blanket, as she was sleeping on top of all of them.  The shirt rested
nicely on her for only a few seconds before she clung to it with her hand and
brought it closer to her face uncontiously.  She managed to almost ball it up
and was now using it like a pillow as she sucked her thumb and lay on Luke's
shirt.  
There were no other blankets except for the ones she was sleeping on, and his
clothes wouldn't stay ontop of her it seemed, so Luke just gave up and turned
the heat up in the room a fair bit.  At least she would be warm.
Luke though it best to order room service for some lunch.  They both hadn't
eaten since breakfast and Angela would, no doubt, be hungry.  When it got to
the room Luke would just wake his princess up from her nap.  It had been about
an hour, plenty of rest for the little one.  She would definitely need her
energy for the afternoon.  
--
Angela opened her eyes to the sound of knocking.  She was laying on her's and
daddy's bed, naked, but surprisingly not cold.  She lifted her head a tad to
look for daddy, but she couldn't see him.  Rather, she could hear him talking
to someone.  
"-Alright, ya, thanks so much.  Bye."  Then he came back into the room with a
small trolley with a platter on it. 
Anglea could smell that it was food and her tummy rumbled.  She sat up in bed.
"Hi, daddy."  She yawned groggily, rubbing here eyes and stretching.
"Hey, sweetheart.  Someone's finally awake."  Luke was rolling the cart of food
over to her.
"M' hungry."  Angela said, eyeing the food.
"Well that's good, because Daddy ordered some food for lunch," he rolled the
cart so it was in front of her at the side of their bed, "what would you like
to eat, princess?"
He pulled the silver lid off of the platter to reveal a steaming plate of
macaroni and cheese, dinosaur chicken nuggets, and a carton of chocolate milk
on the side!  Angela bounced on the bed and beamed at the sight of the lunch
daddy had brought up.
"Daddy, daddy!  You made Mac N' Cheese, and Dino nuggets?!" Angela was ecstatic
and Luke was smiling pretty big himself.
"Well, I didn't make it, but I asked for it."  He gave Angela a kiss on the
nose, and mussed the top of her head. 
"Would you like some, baby?"
"Yes, please!"  Angela rocked back and forth on the bedspread, waiting for her
lunch.
"Very nice manners, sweetheart.  I think that deserves an extra nugget."  Luke
smiled and popped another one onto her plate.  Then walking over to a table and
putting tha plate down.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best daddy ever!"  Angela threw
her arms around Luke as he put the plate down.  He was facing away from her so
she was hugging his back and neck.  He crouched down, grabbed the backs of her
thighs and stood back up, leaving Angela on his back.
"Aah, daddy, put me down!"  She giggled, holding onto his neck for dear life
with her whole arms.
"Nope," Luke bumped Anglea farther up onto his back, "looks like you'll be up
here for a while."  He was grinning to himself.
Anglea let out a small noise at she was shifted up Luke's back.  
"'You ok, sweetheart?" He asked.
"Mhm, daddy, I'm fine."  Angela was fine, but everytime daddy walked, or moved
at all, her pussy would grind against his back and get all wet.  It felt so
good and she knew that if she told daddy, he would stop.  
"You don't sound fine to me, baby." Luke mused.  He walked towards the table,
and with every step Angela was ever-so-slightly jostled, rubbing her pussy up
and down his back in quick, short, bursts.  She whimpered softly at each
movement, laying her head on Daddy's shoulder to hide her moans as best she
could.
"N-no, Daddy.  I am fine, I promise!"  She spoke into his neck.  Desperate for
more friction on her pussy, she started to gyrate her hips on Daddy's back,
making the fabric of his shirt, warm, wet and sticky with Angela's juices.  
"Honey... Are you- are you humping me again?"  Daddy sounded exasperated, but
also let out a laughing breath.  
He moved Angela off of his back and saw her red cheeks, confirming his
suspicions.  
"Naughty, naughty, baby girl,"  Luke frowned at her, "You have one hour to wait
untill your doctors appointment, I'm sure you can hold off with the touching
untill then.  But if not, daddy has other ways of getting you to stop, just
remember that, Angela."  Luke have her a pointed look and Angela hung her head.
 She didn't make any remarks.  
"But, we still have a yummy lunch to eat, sweetheart."  Luke bounced her up and
down on his front, trying to liven her back up a bit.  All it did was drag
Angela's princess part on the front of Luke's shirt.
"ooh, daddy!"  Angela leaned her head into his chest because of the feeling,
but then looked up and apologized for her reaction to the feeling.
Luke immediately felt bad because it was his doing this time.
"Oh, no, sorry, baby.  That was daddy's fault, it's ok."  Luke kissed her
forehead and moved over to their lunch, hoping it hadn't gone cold.
"Here, angel, sit down and eat some lunch with Daddy."  Luke pulled back a
chair and leaned forward to put Angela down, but she clung on to him instead.
"No, daddy.  I want to eat with you.  'Wanna sit on your lap, please."  Angela
asked shyly.  
"Sure, sweetheart.  You can sit on daddy's lap for lunch."  Luke sat down by
his plate and brought Angela's plate over to his spot so he could feed her and
eat.
---
After they were both full, Luke took the liberty of putting their dishes away
and calling for them to be taken back to the kitchens.
"Why don't you go lie on the bed and wait for me, angel, hmm?"  Luke pecked
Angela's lips and patted her bum as he whent over to the phone on their room.
"M'kay, daddy."  Angela rubbed her eyes.  She was still a bit tired and her
lunch was making her sleepy again.  Cuddles and naps with daddy sounded good to
her.  
She plopped down and spread herself out all over her daddy's pillow on his side
of the bed, taking in the nice smell and snuggling up under the covers.  
She heard him call room service and ask for their lunch dishes to be put away,
then hang up and take the dishes and trolley outside.  
He walked back in and shut and locked their door behind him.  Angela could hear
Luke taking a deep breath before re-entering the room.
"I see you sweet girl, all curled up in daddy's spot, looking cute and getting
your way."  Luke smiled and sat down on the bed beside Angela.   He played with
her tousled hair with his fingertips, scratching her scalp and making Angela
practically purr into his touch.
"Come lie down and cuddle, please, daddy."  Angela's eyes were slowly closing.
"Of course, angel."  Luke replied, shimmying under the covers and wrapping his
body around hers. Relishing in the moment of not having to let her go, because
soon, this, would not be so much of a reality.
 
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     This Chapter may be short, but it does have some sort of crucial plot
     info in it :)
***** Climax *****
Chapter Summary
     The time has come, Angela is finally on her way to Dr. Edwards'
     office for her long awaited orgasm.
"Angela, hey, sweetheart.  Time to wake up, baby girl."  Angela was awoken from
her impromptu nap by her daddy, who was simultaneously tying to get a small
pile of papers together, Angela's uniform ready, and his own clothes back on.  
"Wh- Daddy, no, I'm sleeping."  Angela huffed, rubbing her eyes and turning
over, her back to Luke.
Luke closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath;
not ready to deal with a grumpy girl at the moment, "Honey, please, this is not
the time.  We have to go down to Dr. Edwards' office now.  Your appointment is
in five minutes, and we were supposed to be there half an hour ago for some...
prep thing?" Luke flipped back and fourth through the stapled sheets, looking
puzzled.  
Feeling stressed meant that Luke's patience was wearing quite thin, and if
Angela didn't get out of bed then he would have to carry her down himself.  
"C'mon, sweetpea, you've been excited about this since yesterday, let's go it's
time!"  Luke was turned away from the bed.  Searching through their cluttered
bedside table for the room key.  
He had fallen asleep with Angela just after lunch, and woke up with 15 minutes
until l they both had to be somewhere, and had been frazzled since.  
There was a smallish booklet of sheets that Luke had procured from the stack
Stacey had given him on the first day about this "Primary Supervised Orgasm"
but he had no time to read it, only scan it briefly.  
When Luke looked up from the papers, he was glad to see Angela groggily, but
quite unwillingly, rising from the bed in all of her naked glory.  She was
rubbing her eyes and took no notice of the situation her hair was in as she
walked over to him.
Luke chuckled at the expression on her face, "Chin up, sweetheart, with that
look on your face, you'll make all the milk go sour."
Angela was nuzzled into Luke's chest as his arms wrapped around her.  She
glared up at him and scowled.  But Luke only smiled and pressed a kiss to the
crown of her head.  
"'M just grumpy because 'm all tingly, daddy.  'Want them to go away." Her
voice was muffled by the fabric of Luke's shirt.  
Luke gave a hum of interest, "Tingles, huh, angel?  Well I'm sure that as soon
as we get to Dr. Edwards' office those will be taken care of," he tapped
Angela's butt and pulled her off of him, "but we have to be there, like, now.
 So let's go!"
Luke dressed Angela in her uniform and made an effort to grab everything they
would need.  
"Daddy?" Angela was waiting by the door.
"Yes, sweetheart." Luke was still rushing around their room trying to find some
"warm, comfortable clothing for after the procedure" but Angela didn't bring
any of her own clothing, so he grabbed a few of his own garments and stuffed
them into a bag.
"You'll stay with me, right?" Angela asked.
"Of course, why would I be anywhere else."  Luke kissed her forehead and lead
them to the elevators.
Angela followed, but couldn't stand still for a second once they were in the
lift.  
"Angela, stand still, sweetheart.  Why are you so squirmy?"  Luke put his hands
on Angela's shoulders and pulled her into his chest.
"Because, daddy... I just am.  I'm excited that my pussy tingles are finally
going to go away!"  She said, shifting her weight from foot to foot, still
managing to move around in Luke's grip.  
"Alright, well I'm glad you're excited then."  Luke smiled, putting a hand on
Angela's lower back to guide her out of the elevator and down a few hallways to
Dr. Edwards office.  
Once they arrived at the door Angela could hear voices from inside.  They were
muffled and she couldn't make out what they were saying.  She did recognize the
sound of Dr. Edwards and Stacey but there was another voice she couldn't place.
 Angela could feel her pussy becoming very wet and warm at the sounds from
inside the room because she knew it meant that someone would be touching her
very soon.
Luke was busy trying to get the sheets he had folded into his pocket, out.
 When he did, he opened the door and Angela could finally hear what the people
were saying.
"-they were supposed to be here a half hour ago, Steve.  I'm just going to call
their room to see where they are"  Stacey was talking to Dr. Edwards at his
desk to the left of the door.  
"Oh, uh, hi," Luke interjected, making Stacey and Dr. Edwards look to their
direction, "Sorry we're so late.  I overslept a bit."  Luke looked sheepish but
told the truth nonetheless.
"Oh not to worry, I'm sure things will go just as smoothly," Dr. Edwards
clapped his hands together and stepped in Angela and Luke's direction, "Angela
if you could just discard your clothing and come with me, we can get started."
"Yes, Sir." Angela gave a nod as he walked towards the exam table.  Stacey was
approaching them now with a clipboard and pen.
"Alright, so, first of all I will need the signed sheets from you, Mr.
Hemmings."  
Luke fumbled about before handing the wad of papers over.  Stacey unfolded and
looked over the sheets, making sure they were completed.  She then ripped the
back page off and handed it back to Luke after initialing it.  Maybe it was
some kind of receipt, Angela didn't know.
But she could feel her need to be touched and her pussy throbbing under her
skirt.  Angela didn't realize she had been playing with herself until she saw
Stacey eyeing her with a raised eyebrow.  She quickly took her hand off of her
covered crotch with an embarrassed squeak, her cheeks heating up.
"Eager I see, huh?"  Stacey gave her a wry smile, "You don't have to wait any
longer because once the doctor can have a quick look at you, I'll take you into
a special room to get you all ready and warmed up, then you can finally have
your orgasm.  Sound good?"
Angela's thought her pussy must've been drooling at the words because her
thighs were just soaked with her juices.  She nodded at Stacey, ready to go and
turned to her daddy, waiting to be undressed.
Luke was staring at the far wall with an uneasy look in his eyes.  Angela
tugged on his shirt sleeve to get his attention.  He seemed to be knocked out
of his trance by that and looked back down at Angela. 
"Daddy, you need to take my clothes off now." Angela waited expectantly.
"Oh, right." Luke looked out of it.  He fumbled with the zippers on Angela's
top and skirt before he got them successfully undone and off of his girl.
Angela leaned up and pecked his cheek, once she was fully undressed, and
flouncilly skipped over to where Dr. Edwards was setting up the stirrups on the
exam table. 
"I'm all ready, Sir."  Angela held her hands together behind her back as she
rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet in anticipation.
"Very good, now, if you could just hop up on here," Dr. Edwards patted the exam
table, "and put your feet through these, we'll get started." He motioned to the
widely positioned stirrups and sat down in his chair, pulling the sleeves of
his shirt up to his elbows.
Angela manoeuvred herself onto the table and slid her feet into the stirrups.
 Her legs were pushed up to her chest but far enough apart that they were
parallel to her sides.  
From this angle, she could see her pussy gleaming and twitching in response to
the cool air of the room.  Through her legs, Dr. Edwards was putting on a pair
of blue latex gloves and gathering various things on his tray.
"Ok," He sat down in his chair and rolled in between Angela's spread legs,
"Looking quite wet, definitely more than average." Mumbling to himself he
jotted down some notes in the notebook from his breast pocket.
"Stacey!" He called.  Angela heared hurried footsteps from her left and Stacey
came to stand beside her by the table.  
"Yes?"
"Come here and look please," Dr. Edwards instructed, not taking his eyes off of
the notebook, "She'll need at least ten minutes in the tub  to make sure she's
properly cleaned off, and then open her up as best you can.  Plugs one, two and
three should stretch her nicely in preparation for the one I plan to use during
the procedure," he made notes as he spoke to Stacey but paused to take another
look at Angela's slick princess part.
"Hm, yes, maybe even go up to plug size four if you can and see if you can then
put one in her rear." He finished writing and ripped off the note he had done
and gave it to Stacey.
"Do you really think having another plug in her, albeit small, is a good idea?"
Stacey questioned, also looking down at Angela's pussy.
Dr. Edwards paused, "...You know what, you're probably right.  Try beads
instead."
"Oh-no that's not what I meant-" Stacey was cut off by Dr. Edwards.
"I know what you meant but look at both of her holes, they are clenching and
fluttering around nothing.  I know what I'm talking about, not to say that you
dont, but I find that most of the girls have a stronger orgasm if they are
fully plugged.  They tend to react well to being full and having something to
clench onto.  Not to mention that they have something to keep inside them when
they cum." 
"Very true," Stacey pocketed the note, "Ok, well if I take her now then she can
be back in about half an hour, depending on how well she responds to the
plugs."
"Great, I'll be ready for her when she is." Dr. Edwards smiled and turned to
Angela.
"So, Stacey is going take you to our back room to get you all set and ready.
 It does take a bit of time but you are my last girl for the day so no rush.
 I'll see you soon." He got off of the chair and peeled the gloves from his
hands.
"Oh, and I think I'm going to have a little word with your daddy, Angela.  He
looks a bit... off."
Angela had heard the conversation going on between Dr. Edwards and Stacey, she
knew they were talking about her, but she had little knowledge of what the
words they used meant.
She was in a happy daze though; letting people take care of her was her
favourite thing.
"Alright then, come off there now and I'll take you round back and get you
warmed up," Stacey helped take Angela's feet from the stirrups and stretch her
legs back out, "You might be a bit stiff but that'll get worked out of you in a
minute. There is also someone who you haven't met yet, waiting for us."  Stacey
aided Angela as she got down from the exam table and walked her over to a door
on the other side of the office.  
Angela turned to wave by to her daddy, "By, daddy!  See you soon, love you!"
 She waived happily as she was lead into a seperate room.
Luke was talking with Dr. Edwards as Angela walked away, but wasn't expecting
to have to part with her so soon, or at all for that matter.  He had already
been uneasy about the whole situation and didn't really know how to react when
Angela was taken out of his sight.
"Wh- no, where are you going?!" Luke started to walk towards where Angela was
trotting off to, but a firm grip on his bicep kept him there.
"She'll be fine, Luke."  It was Dr. Edwards.
Luke gave him a conflicted glance but with a defeated sigh, chose to stay.
"I know, Steve, I know.  But I just can't help being nervous."  
"You've heared the stories then, have you."  Dr. Edwards wore an unreadable
expression while Luke looked, itchy.
"Well, yeah I guess." Luke cast his glance downwards.
"There is such a slim chance that she will go into subdrop we don't even put it
in the sheets anymore." Dr. Edwards voice was low but he knew that was what had
been worrying Luke.
"I know, but-"  Dr. Edwards cut Luke off.
"I can assure you that Angela will be 100% fine. The only reason that we even
do this is to make sure someone's little doesn't go into subdrop and is left
with a Dom that doesn't know how to handle it.  Plus, she knows you're here for
her and she's excited.  The only reason subdrop usually happens is when the sub
has an endorphin imbalance.
"These girls have never came once in their life and now their getting a mind
blowing orgasm, that can leave someone with a huge come down, and if daddy
dearest isn't there for cuddles afterwards, then things can go downhill." 
Luke flinched at the last part, but looked more at ease.
"I see you've brought Angela some of your own clothes.  That's a good idea.
 Lots of subs feel cared for and happy when they can wear their dom's clothes,"
Dr. Edwards paused, "Lighten up, Luke.  She's in good hands."
Luke gave a small smile and a knowing chuckle, "Yes she is, I don't doubt
that."
Dr. Edwards raised his eyebrow but gave a breath of acknowledgement.
"Sit down and stop worrying for a minute.  It'll do you some good.  I'll be
getting some things together if you need me."  He patted Luke on the arm and
walked away.
Luke gave an appreciative nod, and slumped into a chair by the door, waiting
for this to be over.
Meanwhile, Angela was being taken into another room by Stacey and was excited
to meet this new person who was said to be waiting for her.
"Now I don't know if you caught much of what the doctor and I were saying, but
in here we're going to get all of the sticky juices off of you and stretch your
pussy out a bit."  Stacey showed Angela into a room full of, well, stuff?  
Truthfully, Angela didn't really know what any of the things in here were.  But
she wasn't too consumed by the items in the room when she saw the back of
another nurse.  She assumed this is the person she was going to meet.
Stacey cleared her throat and the mystery woman turned around, looking
startled.  But she smiled once she saw Angela and Stacey standing there.
"Angela, this is Camila.  She is the person who I was talking about.  She's
going to be helping me out today."  Stacey spoke softly.
Angela felt very shy all of a sudden and turned herself towards Stacey's side.
"Aw, Stacey, she's adorable.  Quite nice looking to." Camila said, sounding
very interested in Angela.
"She's taken, Camila.  You know that."  Stacey suddenly had a hard edge to her
voice.
Camila hummed, "By who?"
Stacey gave a small, but malicious chuckle.  Eyeing Camilla knowingly.  Camilla
pursed her lips, but smiled again once she looked back to Angela, who was very
confused.
"Well then, it's lovely to meet you, sweetheart."  Camilla broke the tension
between her and Stacey by walking over and shaking Angela's hand.
"Do you have the instructions from Steve?"  Camilla asked Stacey, holding out
her hand.  
She had long manicured nails, coated in a thick, taupe gloss.  Her skin was
tanned and her hair was jet black and wavy and she wore matching black scrubs.
 
Stacey handed over the note from Dr. Edwards and Camilla read it.
"Size four plug, and beads?"  Camilla said incredulously.  
"I know, he said if possible, so it's ok if we only get to a size three, but I
thought the beads is a little much."  Stacey rolled her eyes and shook her
head.  
"Oh, I got the tub started already.  You'll have to put it to power three
though, and set the timer for ten minutes."  Camilla gestured over to a small
white jacuzzi type thing.
"Thanks, I'll take her over while you get the plugs out." 
Angela had almost no idea what anyone was talking about because everyone kept
talking over her head.  Stacey was leading her over to the jacuzzi thing but
saw Angela's confused look and stopped to explain what it was.
"This, is the tub.  It's just like a regular bath tub but it has a couple jets
that focus right on your pussy so it can get the juices off of it and from
around you thighs.  It's much better to be less sticky when you have your
orgasm because it can get messy.  You are very, very wet right now so you can
just sit in here for ten minutes while it cleans you off ok?  I'll sit beside
you though and control it."  Stacey finished and Angela nodded, not quite
absorbing all of the information, but getting the jist of things.
"Oh, ok."  Angela peered into the tub, it looked like a regular bathtub but a
lot shorter.  There were semi circled chunks taken from the sides of it.  It
had a faucet but also jets from just below that she assumed would clean her
off.
"Right, well, let's get you in then. Don't worry, the water is nice and warm,"
Stacey ignored Angela's small squeak of surprise as she was put in the water,
"There we go, good girl, 's nice isn't it?"  Stacey smiled at Angela's blissed
out expression.  
"Now your legs can go over the sides, yep, right into those divots," Angela put
her legs into the half circle cut outs and her pussy was fully exposed, "I'm
going to turn it on now, ok?" 
Angela nodded, not really sure what to expect.  Stacey turned one of the knobs
on the side of the one click to the right and Angela heard the sound of water
gurgling through pipes and then a soft stream of water hit her clit.  
She made a small keening noise and bucked towards the jet, feeling her pussy
clenching around nothing.
"That feel good, hmm?"  Stacey asked reaching behind her for something.
Angela answered with a moan and let her head fall back against the tub.  
"That's power one and the doctor wanted you cleaned on power three for ten
minutes, I'm going to increase it to power two now." Another click to the right
and the jet got a bit stronger.  
Angela let out a muffled moan this time and sank further into the tub,
relishing in the constant pressure on her clit.
"And one more time, I'm going to increase it again to power three, and I'll
start the timer."  Stacey said and Angela nodded back.
The click came again and the water hit her clit with delicious pressure.  It
almost compared to riding daddy's thigh, but not quite.
"Ok, so the timer will beep in ten minutes and by then you can get out and
we'll dry you."  Angela heard Stacey say.  
She had closed her eyes and was resting her head atop the edge of the tub, it
wasn't the most comfortable, and she was sure her hair must be getting wet, but
it would have to do.  
She felt a presence behind her and she opened her eyes and lifted her head.
 The motion made her move so the water hit her clit from the side and she
moaned out at the feeling.
"Its only me, sweetheart." Camilla was behind her rubbing the tops of her arms.
"I'm going to put your hair up ok?  So it doesn't get in the way."  Camilla was
talking softly as she worked.  Raking through Angela's hair with her nails,
almost giving her a scalp massage.  She gathered up Angela's hair and tied it
up on top of her head.
"Is that better?"  She asked
Angela nodded in thanks.  Camilla focused her hands on Angela's shoulders now,
massaging them with precision.  
"Feels good huh?  Having everyone doting over you and your pussy?  Multiple
people looking at you as you writhe in pleasure?"  Camillas voice was soft and
right at Angela's ear, her hands moving slowly from her shoulders, down her
clavicle, and right into her breasts.
"You've had to wait so long for this haven't you?  Too long.  Now, you don't
have to worry about holding back, baby.  Just let it all out.  Relax for me,
sweetheart.  Just feel the sensations of my fingers sliding over your hard
nipples, pinching them, then caressing them again, over, and over.  Feel the
water hitting your clit like it is.  Feels so good doesn't it?" Camilla's voice
felt like lava melting in the pit of Angela's stomach.  
Angela didn't know what it was, but she felt so good, so light and airy.
 Camilla was right, the water felt so good and the touch on her breasts was
divine.  
"Camilla!"  Stacey's voice shocked Angela out of the little bubble she had
begun to build around herself. Camilla's hands immediately lifted from her skin
the instant her name had been called.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, uh, just putting Angela's hair up."  Camilla said, flustered.
Stacey looked at Camilla uneasily, but bough it nonetheless.  
"Well the timer went off and I think you should dry Angela now.  She looks like
she's about to cum as it is."
"Ya, sure." Camilla turned back to Angela who's legs were shaking and her mouth
was open around a silent moan.
She turned off the jet and watched as Angela opened her eyes again.  Stacey
came over and squatted down beside the tub
"Time to come out now, Angela.  The ten minutes is up, you're pussy is all
clean."  She said with a smile and helped Angela stand on shakey legs.  She
held Angela up while Camilla took a soft towel and dried her off.  Angela
couldn't help but moan out when they dried her princess part, the fabric of the
towel rubbing against her clit felt so good.
"Shh, that's it, good girl.  You did so good for us. You're all dry now, come
sit over here for the next part."  Stacey shushed Angela's moans.
Angela was lead to a chair with armrests that held her feet up and legs open.
 Beside the chair was a small tray like Dr. Edwards had, with four different
size plugs, from small to medium sized, and one long funny looking blue thing.
 It was like a strait vine of grapes, maybe?  
"Now, this is where we are going to try and open your pussy up a bit ok?  All
you need to do is sit in the chair, open your legs, show me that pretty pussy,
and relax for me, alright?"  Stacey said, guiding Angela to the seat.
Camilla got in first, scooting herself back and pulling Angela onto her lap,
but tilting her upwards and placing Angela's feel in the holders so she was
leaning onto Camilla quite a bit.
"That's a good girl, perfect," Stacey sat in a chair that was level with
Angela's open and fluttering holes, "Now, while I get the plugs lubed up for
us, Camilla is going to touch your pussy a bit, make sure it's nice and relaxed
so we can do this."  Stacey rolled around and faced the plugs, getting each one
nicely coated with lube while Camilla stroked her gloved hand over Angela's
outer folds.
"I'm just starting with rubbing the outside of your pussy, and then moving
inwards to your clit.  Good girl, stay still for me.  Now I'm rubbing slow,
steady circles around your clit with my fingers.  That's right, just relax.
 I'm going to start to put one of my fingers into your pussy now.  You can do
it, relax around my finger.  In and out, just one finger.  You're doing so good
for me, so good.  Ok, now back to your clit, Stacey is coming with the first
plug."  Camilla narrated as she worked.
Angela was panting from trying to say still while Camilla touched and massaged
her pussy.  Now Stacey was back with a medium sized but skinny piece of black
plastic with the number 'one' on it.
"Now I want you to take a deep breath in ok?" Angela took a deep breath as
Stacey started to insert the first plug into her pussy, but released it as a
moan when she could clench onto it, "That's right, what a good girl, very good,
sweetheart.  Taking the plug so good."  The plug was fulley seated inside
Angela now, and she was clenching onto it.  But she wanted something more,
something bigger. 
"M-more, please!"  Angela moaned out.
"Ok, we'll move onto the second one if you feel ready, then." Stacey was moving
the plug in and out of Angela's pussy with ease.
"No, n-no.  I'm ready, I w-want number f-four, please."  Angela's pussy was
clenching around nothing when Stacey removed the plug and Angela whined.
"Shh, it's ok, it's ok, another one's coming.  I know you don't like being
empty.  We'll fill you up, don't worry, baby."  Camilla was saying as she moved
three fingers over Angela's clit in circular motions, trying to soothe her.  
"You want number four?  Already?" Stacey was taken aback by the plea, but
judging from the way Angela's pussy practically swallowed the first plug, she
wasn't surprised.
Angela nodded with fervour and let out a few stuttered 'please's'.
"Alright, sweetheart, here it comes.  Now take another deep breath for me."
Angela did as she was told but let out the loudest moan yet as she all but
sucked in the plug as Stacey pushed in in.  It nudged something inside her that
made her legs shake and eyes squeeze shut.
"Ooh, found your spot there." Camilla said into Angela's ear, playing idly with
her clit, not wanting to give her too much pleasure and have Angela cum
prematurely. 
"What a good girl you are, Angela.  You are doing so good for us.  Such a good
girl."  Stacey spoke, toying with the plug being suckled on by Angela's pussy.
"Now I'm going to try and put the beads inside you, so this is where I really
need you to relax the most," Stacey grabbed the blue anal beads and lubed the
up generously, "Here we go, sweetheart, big breath again."  
Angela took a breath but gasped when she felt the head of the toy press into
her ass.  The feeling of penetration there was so foreign, but not at all bad.
 It was like one round bead after the next, stretching her and going in,
stretching her hole and going in untill there here a few left sticking out of
her.
Angela could vaguely hear her name being called.  She opened her eyes (she
didn't remember closing them) and saw Stacey rubbing up and down her thighs,
which were now down from the chair and she was just sitting with Camilla who
was softly touching her clit.
"Angela? Hey, sweetheart, can you come back to us , Angela?  There she is.
 There's a girl,"  Stacey was coaxing her out of her trance, "We're going to
take you back out to Dr. Edwards now, you're all ready to go."
Stacey stood up and helped Angela back onto her feet with the plugs and beads
still inside her.  Angela felt them shift every time she took a step.  
"Good girl, now say goodbye to Camilla."  Stacey waved to Camilla from the door
and Angela did the same, but probably looked a sight.
"Ok, now let's walk back to see daddy and the doctor alright, time to have your
orgasm now."
"Want my daddy."  Angela slurred
"He'll be right there the whole time."  Stacey pushed open the door back into
Dr. Edwards office.
"Daddy!"  Angela called, seeing Luke reading a pamphlet over on a chair by the
door.
Luke looked relieved and more concerned at the same time once he saw the state
Angela was in.
"Hey, angel," he walked over to her and Stacey, "How'd it go?" He took her from
Stacey and lead her to the exam table himself.
"So good, daddy!  My pussy feels amazing and I'm nice and full and I wanna cum
now, please."  Angela half whined half moaned and Luke sat her on the table.
"Well that can be arranged for you, princess.  Sounds like you had fun back
there?" Luke lay Angela down and moved her legs onto the stirrups.
"Had so much fun.  'Took a bath, and got nice and stretched out."  Angela said
nodding to herself.  Luke leant down to press a kiss to her forehead.
"I'm very glad, baby."
"Alright, looks like your back for more, Angela."  Dr. Edwards said, laughing
to himself and putting in a fresh pair of gloves.
"This won't take long I don't think, it seems like Stacey's already done most
of the job for me."  He looked at Angela's plugged up pussy and how it clamped
down onto the plug, and could tell that it wouldn't need very much more
stimulation before Angela would come.
"So what I'm going to do it give you something called a clit sticker, it is
just a sticker that I'm going to put on your clit and it will start buzzing
depending on how fast I make it go.  Then I'm going to hook up the plug inside
your pussy to something that will make it vibrate and turn that all the way up.
 Sound good?"  Dr. Edwards was working as he spoke, clicking a nozzle onto the
back of the plug and peeling a grey, metallic looking oval sticker from a small
sheet and pressing it onto Angela's swollen clit.
"Now, Luke if you are choosing to hold her hand, be ready because she might
break yours if you're not careful."  He chuckled to Luke jokingly but with
meaning behind it.
Angela was babbling away to herself, moans and whines mixed in with small pants
of 'daddy!' every now and again.  But whenever she did that, Luke would squeeze
her hand to remind her that he was there.
"Alright, Angela I'm going to count down from three, an then I'm going to flip
everything on, ok?"  He didn't wait for a response.
"One..., two..., three,"  Dr. Edwards pressed a single button and the sound of
buzzing filled the air, along with an ear piercing screech from Angela as she
arched all the way off of the exam table.  
Luke was trying to calm her but she was in another world and it was unlikely
that she could hear him.  Dr. Edwards was making notes in his pocketbook as
usual, while watching Angela for any weird signs.
Angela saw white when the vibrations were switched on.  Her clit was buzzing
and the spot inside of her was being pressed upon and vibrated against.  She
felt herself squeeze her daddy's hand as she clenched around her plugs.  
It was euphoric.  There were no amount of moans that could convey just how good
her pussy felt in that moment.  But she just kept climbing.  And it kept
feeling better and better.  The white was getting brighter and brighter.
It was like slowly tipping off of a cliff, going, going, going, and gone.  It
almost felt like her princess part had gone numb.  Her head definitely had.
 The white slowly faded to black and a feeling of absolute exhaustion washed
over her.  It was so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes or move even a
finger.
It felt surreal as she was coming back to reality, like she was waking up from
the deepest sleep, but she was still sleeping.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was her daddy's face, looming
over hers, the utmost concerned expression she had ever seen, riddled his
features.  But this changed to relief when he saw that her eyes were opening.
She could see his lips moving, but she couldn't hear any of the sounds that
came out.  She just smiled because she felt so happy now.  The pussy tingles
were gone, and she could feel that all of her plugs were taken out.  Angela
felt so good and fresh but really wanted her daddy now.
She could hear the buzzing of voices around her now, but payed no attention and
reached for Luke with grabby hands.  
She saw him smile at her and pick her up, sitting on the table with her in his
arms, pressing kisses all over her face and neck.
"I love you, I love you, angel.  Daddy loves you." Angela could hear now, she
leaned into her daddy's strong grip.
"Love you too, daddy."  She was startled to hear that her voice was scratchy.
 And her legs were quite sore, but when she really though about it, almost all
of her muscles were sore.
"Hurts, daddy."  She said.
"What hurts, sweetheart?"  Luke pulled back to look at her face.  But Angela
was smiling and couldn't stop.
"Everything hurts, but I like it.  'S a good hurt."  Angela mumbled, still
smiling.
Luke was a bit confused but decided to roll with it.  He felt Angela shiver in
his grasp.
"'M cold, daddy."  She buried herself into his arms, trying to recover warmth.
"I brought some clothes, angel.  Let's go put them on you."  Luke got up off of
the table, Angela still clinging to him like a koala as he walked over to the
duffle bag he brought with a full outfit for her to wear, of his clothes.
He picked up the bag, slinging it over his shoulder and walked back over to the
table.  Dr. Edwards was by his seat signing papers and Stacey had vanished back
into the back room.
Angela and Luke were as good as alone.
"C'mon, angel, sit down here for a second while I pull some clothes out for
you."  Luke sat Angela back down on the exam table with a pout from her.
"Oh stop pouting, sweetheart, you'll be nice and warm soon.  I'll get you
dressed and we can go have some dinner then go to bed." Even though Angela
didn't normally like going to bed, the prospect of cuddles and a nice warm
fluffy bed sounded amazing.
Luke pulled out some of his clean boxers first, slipping them on Angela's legs,
following with a pair of his sweatpants that had each leg rolled up a fair bit.
 His socks were miles too big but looked so cute.  Luke slid one of his long
sleeve Henleys onto Angela's torso and a hoodie over top to complete the look.
He cooed out loud at the sight of Angela swaddled in his clothing, "Aw, angel
you look downright adorable right now."  Luke picked Angela up from the table
again, blancing her on one of his hips and slinging the empty duffle bag over
the other shoulder.
He waived goodbye to Dr. Edwards and opened the door to exit the office.
 Angela had her head on his shoulder and her legs wrapped tightly around his
waist.  He was certain she would fall asleep any second if the events of
earlier that day were anything to go by.
"I love you so much, daddy." He heard Angela's ruined little voice from by his
ear.
"I love you more, sweetheart.  Now, get some sleep, ok."  He pecked her
shoulder, or well, his hoodie, but he assumed that Angela's shoulder was hiding
under all of that fabric.  
Then, with Angela secure in his arms he started the walk back to their room, it
was only the second day of being here and he was so deeply in love with his
little girl.  He couldn't believe he was lucky enough to be able to spend the
rest of his life with her.
But, instead of thinking about forever, he needed to start thinking about
dinner for Angela and himself because he was getting pretty damn hungry.   
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