All that would have to wait for her. Right now, she wasn’t down there making new friends or setting things in motion to take down Edward Marlot.
She was awaiting her discipline.
As she sat on the bed, Daddy stood before her, hands on his hips as he stared down. Despite the stern look on his face—and he did look beyond stern—he still looked sexy in his jeans and a gray t-shirt that stretched tightly over his bulging torso and arms.
“We learned some things tonight,” he began.
She didn’t know what to say, so she just kept her mouth shut and listened.
“First, we learned that Marlot is actively searching for you. That means it’s dangerous outside these walls. Which is why it’s important to listen and obey me when I give you an order.”
Annika tried to speak but a large lump in her throat prevented it. She choked it down and then said, “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.”
He nodded. “We also learned you don’t follow directions very well.”
She shifted on the bed. “But Daddy, I wanted to help those people and?—”
“Don’t make excuses, little girl.” He reached down and gently tilted her head up. “Look at me.” A few seconds passed. “I’m glad that you want to help everyone. Your kindness is one of the many things I love about you. But I told you to stay close for a reason. I was worried Marlot might be looking for you. You broke the rules. Now you’ll face the consequences. Pants down. Bottom up. You can bend over the bed.”
The pronouncement was followed by the sound of his leather belt swooshing through the loops of his jeans as he pulled it free.
Annika almost protested once more. But she realized she had earned this spanking. Daddy knew best and he’d only been trying to keep her safe. She was the one who’d ignored the rules. In doing so, she’d put Daddy, the rest of the Guard, and her friends in danger.
She deserved some licks.
Standing up and pulling her pants down, she said, “Yes, Sir,” in a trembling voice.
This wasn’t going to be fun, she knew.
But it was going to be necessary.
“Ouch!”
The leather slapped across her bare cheeks. Jarring pain surged through her bottom and then radiated throughout her entire body.
“Oh, you just wait, little girl. There’s a lot more where that came from.”
Whack!
Whack!
Whack!
“I’m not stopping until your bottom is good and red.”
Annika cried out loudly. Two more crisp swats delivered more sharp stings.
She reached back and tried to cover her bum, but Daddy’s hand came gently across her wrist. His resolute voice said, “Oh no you don’t, little girl. Don’t you ever try to block Daddy’s belt when he’s spanking you.” He moved her arm further up her back and kept it pinned in place while he gave her three more hard swats.
The pain was dreadful! Her bottom felt like a raging inferno!
Could the crowd downstairs hear her spanking? Or her cries?
Did it really matter? Everyone knew what was going on. She’d been embarrassingly guided upstairs with Daddy holding onto her elbow as they’d walked.
Yeah, it was no secret what was happening in that room.
But it was a house full of Littles and Bigs. They understood, at least. That’s what Annika kept reminding herself. It was of little comfort, though.
