WIP: Work in progress. WIP it up Wednesday is a hop where writers share portions of the project they're working on with readers. I really like the idea because it allows me to share something that's still in the creative stage as well as work behind the scenes as a prompt to keep me writing.
The WIP I've chosen to share today is tentatively titled "Learning to be Little: Kelly's Story." It is a story about Kelly Franklin's first immersion into BDSM with a Daddy Dom. It begins in the present directly after "A Dom's Dilemma" then slips into her past before returning to the present again. It's my first attempt at an age play story, but I hope it will provide a lot more insight into Kelly's character. Though the manuscript has been accepted by Blushing Books, until it's published, I still consider it a WIP.
|The mock cover I used for Camp NaNo|
"If you were going to dictate what I drink, why did you bother to ask me what I wanted?"
"Don't be impertinent, child. Give the waiter your selection."
Kelly glanced up at the man who reminded her a bit of a penguin. "Water, please."
"Very good, miss. And you, sir?"
"Just black coffee for me, Andrew."
The waiter gave a polite nod. "Very good, sir."
Once the penguin had waddled away, White leaned across the table toward Kelly. "Overall, I'd say you did very well. I'm proud of you."
Kelly blinked as a flush of uncertain pleasure heated her cheeks. Unsure what to do next, she pulled the square of white linen folded beneath the gleaming silverware and moved to place it on her lap.
"No. I'd prefer you wear your napkin under your chin. Allow me?" Not waiting for her answer, he rose to tie the cloth into a bib around her neck.
Fingering the delicately patterned, snowy-white material, she frowned at him. "Why?"
He returned to his seat. "To catch any spills you might make. If we are to get along, I'll expect you to do as I ask without discussion or delay. I do not care to have my requests questioned."
Giving him a frown, she scooted her chair closer to the table. Though Kelly thought her benefactor might be a little odd, odd was better than cruel any day as far as she was concerned.
When her dinner arrived, Mr. White removed her plate from the waiter's hands, sliced her meat into small, bite-size pieces, as he would for a child, then placed the cut-up food before her. "There you go. You may eat, now, if you wish."
Yup, the guy was certifiable, but Kelly was too hungry to protest, so she picked up her fork, closed her eyes to relish the moment, and used all her will power to keep from shoveling everything into her mouth at once. The roasted turkey and creamy mashed potatoes were the best things she'd eaten in a long while. Though she truly wished she could savor the meal, she was so hungry she gobbled down everything she'd been served. As she ate, Mr. White plied her with questions, wanting to know if she had a family or friends, where she grew up, where she went to school, etc. She answered them, but, when she asked him a question in turn, he sidestepped it by asking her something else.
Graham White is definitely "auditioning" Kelly to see if she's a likely candidate for him to bring home.
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