Despite being completely alone with her thoughts, heat flooded her cheeks as she moved to the corner to tug herpajama bottoms to her knees. They’d talked about butt stuff, and he’d been using plugs on her fairly regularly since their trip to Atlanta, but talking about it was wildly different than actuallydoingit.
And that didn’t even take into account the fact that she knew he was only doing it tonight because she’d been so naughty. Which was an embarrassment all of its own, knowing that she’d deliberately disobeyed him so badly he was prepared to punish her bottom insideandout.
Thank god Ethan wouldn’t be able to hear anything, what with his bedroom being clear on the opposite side of the house. Butstill.
Her arms, which she’d been holding behind her head this entire time, were starting to ache like she’d done a hundred push-ups by the time she heard the bedroom door open behind her.
“Well, isn’t that a pretty sight? Come here, babygirl.”
Turning, she dropped her arms to her sides and shuffled to the bed, her gaze locking on the three long, thin branches laid out on her comforter. “I thought you were cuttingaswitch.”
His expression turned smug as he settled on the edge of the bed, pulling her between his spread thighs. “Any good Daddy knows you need to be prepared for a switch to break before you’re done with it. Over my knee, naughty girl, so we can get that pretty bottom prepped for Daddy’s cock.”
Groaning at the reminder of the painful punishment coming her way, she let herself be guided over his left knee. “I’m really sorry, Daddy. I promise I won’t do it again!”
“Hmm.” One hand gripped her bottom, spreading her cheeks for the cold lube he slathered on her exposed hole. “What won’t you do again, babygirl?”
“Um.” It was really hard to think with him rubbing and prodding her bottom hole like that. But if she didn’tanswer correctly he’d assume she wasn’t taking his punishment seriously. And that was thelastthing she needed. “I won’t break any of our rules or ignore you when you say it’s time for bed!”
“Good girl. I don’t expect you’ll be able to keep that promise, but I appreciate that you understand why you’re in so much trouble tonight.” As he spoke, he pushed one thick finger inside her, stretching her in a way that had fresh humiliation rushing to her cheeks. “Now, let’s talk about why you’ve been so very naughty today. First with the brownie, then the beer, and then bedtime. What’s wrong with my babygirl?”
“I don’tknow.” A second finger joined the first, stretching her with a pinch and a burn that drew a loud whine from her as she struggled not to wriggle away. “It’s just… hard.”
“What’s hard, baby?”
“That! I’m not a baby! I’m a grown woman, I should be able to decide when I get to have a brownie or a drink or when I go to bed.”
“Hmm.” The fingers in her ass moved and spread, forcing her muscles to give way to him. “That might make sense except for one very vital detail you seem to be forgetting.”
“Wh-what’s that?”
Wrapping his free hand around her ponytail, he pulled her head up, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl. “You absolutelyaremy baby. When you go to work, you get to be as adult as you want. But the second you walk back through that door, you aremine. Which means you follow my rules, or you will be punished. Do you understand me, Samantha Kay?”
All the books she’d read, all the fantasies she’d had didn’t hold a candle to the reality of her Daddy claiming her so clearly, his voice so rough and possessive and demanding. So even though she still had some Very Big Feelings about her current situation, she forced the words he wanted past her lips. “Y-yes, Daddy!”
“Good girl. I know it’s hard, letting yourself be so small and vulnerable, especially with a man so much younger than you. I can’t tell you how much I value your submission, babygirl.”
“Really?” Warmth spread through her chest. Somehow, she’d never really given any thought to how he felt about her submitting to him this way. He’d always spoken in terms of what she needed from their relationship.
Knowing she was giving something back to him, that hevaluedthis thing she’d wanted so bad for so long… it was a hell of a drug.
“Absolutely, baby. It means the fucking world to me that you’re willing to put that kind of faith in me.” A low, wicked chuckle vibrated in his chest. “Unfortunately for you, that also means I take my job as your Daddy very seriously. Including punishing this naughty little bottom.”
His fingers left her and a moment later something hard and thick pressed against her aching hole. “You could take it a little less seriously, you know. I wouldn’t mind.”
“Oh, I think you very much would mind, babygirl.” The plug worked its way into her ass, stretching her even more than his fingers had. And it didn’t escape her notice that he hadn’t used nearly as much lube as he normally did, which only added to the burning sensation as he forced her to open for him. “Little girls need structure and routine. You would be so disappointed if Daddy let you get away with being naughty. Wouldn’t you, baby?”
Deep down, in those dark parts of her soul, the parts she was most ashamed of, she knew he was right. For whatever reason, she craved this. Craved his dominance, his strict discipline. Craved the pain and the cleansing that pain brought.
But she couldn’t bring herself to actually say those words out loud, so she settled for a pitiful whine as the plug settled intoplace. It was much larger than the ones they’d been playing with since Atlanta, but not nearly as large as her Daddy’s cock.
“All right, babygirl. Stand up and bend over the side of the bed so Daddy can try out these pretty switches.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Dylan
His babygirl let out another low whine as she shifted from being bent over his knee to being bent over the edge of the bed, her bare bottom raised high and waiting for his discipline.
