“Good girl. Daddy wants you to be safe all the time, and I can’t always be there to protect you. So I need to be able to trust that you will do what it takes to remain safe until I can get to you. That includes looking in the peephole before you open the door. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy. I understand.”
“That’s my good girl. Now come here, Daddy wants cuddles.”
I knew he was only saying that for my benefit, but I was okay with it.
CHAPTER 17
BEAU
I saton the couch holding Rebekah until her tiny sniffles eased up. She did so well for her first spanking. I couldn’t be prouder of my sweet Little brat. She handled that spanking like a pro, at least she did after we got over the initial shock.
“Ready to go into the office now, Sweets?”
“Yes, Daddy. Let me make sure I don’t have snot everywhere and fix my hair, and then I’ll be ready to go.”
I let her slide off my lap, holding back a small grin at the hiss she made as her warm bottom slid across my jean-covered legs. I might have been nice earlier, letting her panties stay on, but she had on a thin dress that didn’t save much. So I know that she still felt every swat as if it were on her bare bottom.
After grabbing her cup from the table and her bag from the front door, I stood and waited for her to return. “Daddy, can you see anything from the bottom of my dress? I don’t want any of the guys to see my red bottom.”
She gave me a small spin, and I took in her beauty, forgetting that she had asked me a question. “No, Sweets, you can’t see anything. Even if you could, though, none of the guys would bat an eye. They know what it’s like to discipline bratty behavior.”
Rebekah gave me a small nod before heading out the door that I opened for her. She wasn’t going to be sitting comfortably today, but that would be a great reminder of this morning’s lesson. Hopefully, it was one that would stick.
The drive to the office was a short one. When we pulled into the parking lot, I noticed that all the guys were already here. After helping her from the passenger side, we made our way inside and toward the armory.
“Woooow!” Rebekah whispered, stepping into the room just before me.
We didn’t normally let civilians see this room, but she worked with us, and I would never let her in here without supervision. A Little girl could find all sorts of trouble if she wasn’t careful.
“Good morning, Pipsqueak!”
“It’s afternoon, Joshie.”
“You’re right, Little one. My bad.”
I walked over to where my equipment sat on the table, waiting for me to sort and repack it. Every man was responsible for their own gear, and we each took that responsibility seriously. I made sure to keep an eye on Rebekah from the corner of my eye as she wandered around the room, looking at things.
“Daddy?”
Glancing up from what I was working on, I turned my attention to her.
“Yes, Sweets?”
“I don’t see the glitter bombs.”
Huh? What did she just say? My face must have shown what my thoughts were. I flipped off Josh as he snickered from the corner of the room. If anyone knew my disdain for glitter, it was him.
“The what?”
“The glitter bombs, Daddy. You have all sorts of other stuff, but I don’t see the glitter bombs.”
“We don’t have glitter bombs, Sweets.”
“That’s a shame. Those are my second-favorite kind of bombs. The first one being the f-bomb, of course.”
Josh let out a belly laugh, causing Rebekah to give in to her giggles. I was horrified at the thought of a glitter bomb being anywhere near the armory.
