Elliot POV.
Snow is new, fun, but cold, it’s really cold, I can’t hold it with my hand, daddy dress me in too much clothes. I hate the cold, daddy makes me dress so much, my old adoptive family, they didn’t dress me this much, they only care that I look pretty or have nice clothes on.
Today we had work again, he dressed me this morning in way too many layers, every day he adds a layer saying it’s colder. I don’t know how it’s getting colder, when it’s already really cold, the snow goes down from the sky the whole time.
It’s warm at home, and at the hospital, but daddy still says I need to have extra layers on, every time I object on the clothes and extra layers, he’d give me few smacks on my bum. Not a timeout, just some smacks and warning about a real spanking that I don’t like at a
