Purr-fect Match

7-New Dom.

Olivia POV.

I’ve been here in the lab for three days now, well it’s better than my foster home, my classification would up today and so they’ll decide what I am. I was getting help with most things since my leg is broken, I have to stay in the stupid cast for six weeks, six full weeks, this is week two, can’t wait for the days to pass and to be able to run away from everyone again.

The nurse who’s taking care of me came in with a big smile on her face, why is she so happy about this early in the morning, I was still asleep, I hardly sleep anyway. Maybe I miss the Baby Calm days, those used to help me fall asleep right away, I’m just worried about how things would go for me, what if I’m not a little anymore?

What if they send me back to my foster family? I hated them, I hate Charlotte she snores loudly. She got in the room and helped me up from my bed, she gave me a shower, after wrapping the cast so it won’t get wet. I’m just getting showers these days since it’s easier than baths, but I miss the bath day those were much more fun.

She helped dress in a pull-up and skirt along with high knee socks and a shirt so tight it made me look like I got real boobs. I hate those, I hate tight things, she brushed my hair and put it in a French braid.

“Okay you ready Olivia?” she asked before holding my hand and walking me toward the company manager's office, I’ve met him my first day here, he said he’ll see me again once he got the perfect place for me, I wonder where that would be.

“Olivia welcome,” he says with a big smile, I took a seat in front of him and waited for him to talk.

“You are a little as expected but well maybe we got your age wrong,” he says, well maybe I’m older than three, maybe it’s why I don’t regress much, I’m a big boy that’s it. Ohh, Ohh…what if they found out they were wrong and I’m a boy and not a girl.

“Olivia you are two, not three, you can even regress younger with the right help,” he says and my mouth falls open, he said what!! I’m two, not three, I’m younger than I thought I am! They expect me to act even younger, dear god helps me.

“Now for your behavior Olivia, we believe you are best to be matched with a daddy,” he says, well they think the problem is in the s*x of my caregiver, well it’s not the problem is in my own s*x, I’m a boy, not a girl!!

 “A daddy,” I ask, I always lived with a family, not a singledom.

“Yes we got just the person for you,” he says with a smile before going on his phone, no one bothered to ask for my opinion, for if I want a daddy? Mommy? Or maybe a family?

A few minutes later his office door was opened and in came a tall guy, got blond hair and green eyes, he looked at me before smiling a big smile showing me his teeth, I was scared of this guy. Is he going to be my “Daddy?” now, I always had a father, not a daddy, I’m a little but not like that, I don’t know maybe I am a little like that, this all just too weird for me.

“Meet Ian, he’s your new daddy. He’s a Neko trainer who’ll set you straight” the manager says, well that’s my luck. I was about to go and hide behind his back but he seems to be set on sending me with him, the guy Ian, he offered me a hand but I shook my head no, I don’t want to go with him anywhere.

“I see,” he says before turning to the manager, he signs some random papers over his desk before turning to me one last time. He doesn’t offer me his hand again or threaten if I don’t take it he’ll be mad instead he just picked me up from the waist.

He doesn’t hold me like my father or mother used to hold me from the waist up, instead, he picked me like a sack of potato, bending me from the waist over his shoulder and walking outside with me there like that. When I tried to cry and scream wanting to be put down, he slapped my bum-bum hard making me yelp in pain.

“Settle,” he says casually, my position wasn’t at all comfortable, and it was a bit too much humiliating even for a little, we are still humans, well part humans he can’t carry me like that.

He walked me outside to what I assume is his car, he opened the back door and strapped me in, the straps were tight around me and leaving no chance for me to move at all. He set a paci inside my mouth with too much force, I cried and tried to spit it out, I wasn’t objecting to the color or the paci, I was objecting over him forcing it in my mouth.

When I spat it out, he forced in my mouth few more times, he got enough with me after the third time and slapped my thighs. He took the paci out and came back with another one, this one had a strap to it, he forced it in my mouth and strapped it behind my head. I couldn’t spit it out even if I wanted to, he took us to what I’m guessing is his home, he lived in a two-story house like the one my first family used to live in and with my broken leg, it’s a pain in the bum to get up and down the stairs.

He came toward me and unstrapped me finally taking the paci gag out too, and I could move, I still had tears running down my face from the whole encounter but he ignored it and carried me inside, this time I was held properly and not like a potato stack, at least I could be grateful for that part only.

He went inside and took a seat on the sofa and made me stand between his knees while he looked at me, I was still crying openly now, he didn’t take the paci gag out, I tried to pull on it but no use it was stuck there until he decided it’s time to end my suffering.

“We’re gonna have some ground rules Olivia, break them and I’ll punish you” he starts.

“Disobey me and I’ll punish you, try to run away and I’ll punish you,” he says in a cold voice.

I tried to get away from him but he had me captured between his knees, he saw my struggle and slapped my bum-bum again.

“Believe me, little girl, it would be my pleasure to punish you right now for that little stunt of yours but I’m giving you one pass, consider it a welcome home pass,” he says with his evil smile again.

“You call me master, I know you’re a little but until we establish your place in this house I’m master to you. Understood?” he asks and I just nod not wanting to get a punishment or another slap.

“You’ll be fine little girl, as long as you obey me of course,” he says with a mean laugh again.

He took me upstairs, carried me since walking was too hard for me, he had a room ready for a little, it didn’t have the pink theme, instead, it had all neutral colors. In the middle there was a cage-like crib, it’s a crib but got a ceiling which I expect is to keep me locked in. he places me inside the crib, throw a random white teddy inside with me and lock the crib.

“You can nap for now,” he says leaving the room.