“Will you always spank me naked?” she asks.
“No. If you were dressed, I would simply pull down your panties. I will always spank your naked bottom. But since you’re naked already, I don’t feel like putting your clothes on yet. I’m enjoying your sexy body.” I wink at her.
She lets me arrange her over my thighs. I brush her hair to the other side before setting my palm on the small of her back. Her cheek is on my thigh, facing me. Her feet are still on the floor. She’s bent at the waist.
“Fold your arms and tuck them under your cheek, Little one. Spread your legs, angel. Plant your feet wider.”
She obeys me.
“Good girl. Keep your face toward me so I can see your eyes.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I rub her bottom before lifting my hand and swatting her so lightly I’m sure she barely felt it.
She jerks her head toward me and narrows her gaze. “Daddy… What was that?”
I chuckle. “Tsk tsk. What a sassy girl you are today.”
She settles down with a dramatic sigh. “That wasn’t even a slap.”
I make the next one count.
She winces.
“Was that good enough for my naughty girl?”
“Yes, Sir,” she says contritely.
“Do you know what it’s called when naughty Little girls try to tell their Daddies how to dominate them?”
She shakes her head.
“It’s called topping from the bottom. You should definitely let Daddy do the dominating, angel. Trust me to know what you need. If I do something you don’t like, we can discuss it, but in a situation like this, you need to have faith in your Daddy’s ability to decide what’s best.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“May I continue?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I swat her bottom again, harder than the first time but not nearly as hard as the second. I do the same to the other side next. She has her lips pursed, but her eyes are soft, so I spank her back and forth several more times, warming her up.
When I pause to rub her bottom, she relaxes into my touch.
“You okay, angel? Can I spank you harder?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I resume, watching her closely every few slaps. Her brows pinch together, but her lips are parted and her breathing is even. She’s considering the entire punishment through intellectual eyes. I’m not surprised. She’s adorable.
Instead of interrupting her deep concentration, I resume spanking her, a bit harder this time. Her bottom is turning pink, and it’s hot to the touch when I finally stop. I don’t want to turn this into a negative experience. There’s no need.
I rub Eloise’s bottom for a minute before lifting her and turning her to sit across my lap. I tuck a finger under her chin. “What did you think, Little one?”
“I thought it would hurt more.” Her brows are still furrowed as she cocks her head to one side, perplexed.
“It can, but I want to ease you into this aspect of the lifestyle, Little one. The last thing I want to do is traumatize you. Next time, I’ll swat you harder if you think you’re ready for that.”
