A Year of Chance

Chapter 6

Deanna sat in the passenger seat after the doctor appointment with a look of determination on her face. Bob sat there quietly watching her, ready to hold her if she needed or wanted it. He held her hand and gently traced a pattern on the back of her hand as he waited. “I will beat this Daddy,” Deanna said. “I’m going to fight this with all my might.” They had just found out that she had Leukemia and Non-Hodgins Lymphoma combine. The doctor said they would need to do one more test before they could determine how far the two illnesses had spread, a spinal tap. Bob shuddered thinking of the test she was going to have to undergo. The doctor had suggested she get on medical m*******a prior to the start of treatment.

Deanna looked up at her daddy and a single tear slipped quietly down her right cheek. He nodded and started the car. He knew she needed some cuddles. They drove home quietly for a few moments, then Bob started to try to make small talk. However, everything he said was greeted with monosyllables. The chemo would start in two weeks and Deanna knew she was going to have to take some time off. This was not going to be fun.

After arriving home, Bob hurried around to open Deanna’s door as she sat there thinking. Normally she would already be out and walking towards the front door, but this time she missed the return home all together. Bob helped Deanna out of the car and gently guided her up the path and to the door. However, instead of unlocking the front door right away, he led her to the patio swing and sat down in it before pulling her into his lap. He gently swung back and forth a little while cuddling her. Deanna closed her eyes and tried to forget the day. She lay her head on his shoulder and nuzzled into him. “Daddy, I don’t wanna do this. The chemo, I mean. I’m scared, what if you don’t like what I look like with no hair? Or what if I get sick all the time and you get tired of dealing with it?” Deanna whispered into his ear expressing her concerns to Bob.

“First off Deanna, I don’t care what you look like without hair, you will always be beautiful to me. I love you and as they say, love is blind. Secondly, I will take care of you, no matter what. I promised I would stay by you in sickness and in health, and I keep my promises.” He pulled away a little and took her face in his hands. “You mean the world to me. You saved me from myself and my life from before. I will never give up on you. And I won’t let you give up on yourself.”

Bob helped Deanna stand and then rose as well. He moved towards the front door, but Deanna grabbed his hand and stopped him. They looked at each other, neither saying a word as the love between them passed from one another. Bob leaned closer and passionately kissed Deanna, almost as proof of his never-ending love for her. Then he moved once more to the door, this time unlocking and opening it. He looked at Deanna with a ravenous look and grabbed her hand. He pulled her into the house and led her into the bedroom they had turned into a playroom. There was a four-poster bed with eye bolts in each post. They also had a spanking bench and a cross to play on. Bob pulled Deanna into a tight embrace before whispering into her ear to prepare herself for a night of love making. She smiled up at him and kissed him passionately again, before moving to the table beside the door. She carefully removed her floral blouse and hung it on the hook above the table. Then she removed the black knee length skirt and folded it easily and set it on the table. Reaching behind her she removed the bra and then lowered her panties. She removed her shoes and slipped them under the table out of the way. She returned to just in front of Bob and raised her hands in submission. Bob took the fur lined leather cuffs and lovingly put them on her, then he knelt before her and put matching ankle cuffs on her. Then he stood and took a blindfold and slipped it over her eyes. Finally, he took a ball gag and slipped the ball into her mouth and fastened it behind her head so she couldn’t remove it. “Do you want to hear what is going to happen or should I put the ear plugs in your ears?” He asked giving her a choice this time. She nodded in acceptance of ear plugs and he firmly fit them into each ear. Instead of leading her to where he would tie her up, Bob picked her up and held her close for a second before carrying her to the spanking bench. He helped her get onto the bench and used the locking hooks to prevent her from moving. He thought about using the padded strap to lock her down even more, but decided against it. This was a time for passion, eroticism, and fun, not a punishment.