“You did so good for me, baby,” I murmur, running my thumb through the drool coating her chin. “Are you ready for breakfast now, little one?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice is hoarse from my abuse of her throat, and a dark thrill races up my spine at the sound. Anddespite having just come in her mouth, my cock is already aching for another round.
It’s going to be a long day.
Elias brings us breakfast, which we eat at the little table in her nursery, with her seated in the wooden highchair beside me. Even with a fresh diaper on, the plug is clearly making itself known in her bottom, judging by the way she crinkles her nose and squirms in her chair every few seconds.
And the closer we get to the end of breakfast, the worse the squirming gets, combined with worried little glances and the nibbling of her bottom lip. I’m almost tempted to let her off easy and finish her punishment as soon as we finish, but I remind myself that the wait is part of the punishment. My Little girl needs to learn patience, and she needs to remember that when Daddy tells her to wait, she needs to wait.
So after breakfast I pluck her from her chair and carry her back to my bedroom, where I pull one of my old t-shirts over her head, just like when she first came to live with us.
To my surprise, she doesn’t argue. In fact, her entire face lights up and she snuggles into the shirt with a sigh. “I love all the clothes Uncle Max brought for me, but I miss wearing your shirts.”
“Really?”
“Uh-huh. They smell like you and they’re just so… cozy.”
I had meant for the shirt to be a reminder that she belongs to me and that everything down to the clothes she wears is controlled by her Daddy. But I don’t have the heart to tell her that, not when she looks so damn pleased by the prospect of wearing Daddy’s shirt for the day.
Once I’m dressed for the day as well, I settle her on my hip again head for the bedroom door. But I paused when Lanie makes an odd noise as I reach for the knob. “Something wrong, little one?”
“No. It’s just, um, I thought you were gonna… you know.” When I stare at her blandly, she huffs out an annoyed breath. “Spank me! I thought you were gonna spank me!”
“I am.” Twisting the knob, I pull the door open. “Tonight, so that you can fall asleep with your bottom hot and sore and full of Daddy’s cum.”
“You mean I have to waitall day?” She sounds so scandalized, it’s all I can do not to burst into laughter.
“Trust me, little one. It will be well worth the wait. I promise.”
CHAPTER 26
LANIE
My Daddy is a sadist.
I mean, I knew that already. Nobody could do the things he does to me and enjoy them without being a sadist. But making me waitall freaking dayfor my punishment pushes the boundaries of even his sadism.
And the worst part is, I haven’t even been able to goad him into spanking me. Even when I snapped and told him what an asshole he was for making me wait, all I got for my troubles was a mouth full of soap and ten minutes in the corner while he lectured me on patience and speaking respectfully.
It hasn’t been all bad, though, not really. Other than being on edge all day, it’s been kind of nice to spend so much time with him. After breakfast we snuggled on the couch and he fed me a bottle while we watched a movie, and after lunch we played a bunch of different card games, just the two of us.
“Daddy?” I ask as he unbuckles me from my highchair after dinner.
“Yes, baby?”
“Um, I know you’re really busy but do you think… Do you think maybe we could have more days like today?”
Cocking an eyebrow at me, he lifts me from the chair and lets me wrap myself around him, my head cradled on his shoulder. “Days where you’re grumpy and angry at the world because Daddy’s making you wait for a punishment?”
Heat rushes to my cheeks. “No. Definitely not that. I just mean, days where I get you all to myself and I don’t have to share you with the rest of the family.”
“Ahh.” Chuckling, he pats my back as he carries me up the stairs. “Of course, little one. Whenever you want to spend the day together, all you have to do is ask.”
“Really? But you’re so busy.”
“There will always be things to take care of around here, but you know what my most important job is?”
“What?”
