Thankfully, despite how hard he’d paddled her earlier, there didn’t appear to be any lingering bruises though he wouldn’t have been surprised to learn she was still experiencing some soreness when she sat down. And if she wasn’t now, she certainly would be in the morning.
Good.
Picking up the first switch, which he’d carefully trimmed down before bringing it inside for his babygirl, he gave it a few testing swings. Partially to get the feel for it, since he’d never actually used a switch before, but mostly so he could watch the way his babygirl’s bottom tensed at the sound.
She did not disappoint.
“You aremyLittle girl, Samantha Kay. And while I am not going to embarrass you in front of anyone, especially your son, I do expect you to obey our rules even if I’m not around. So when Ethan asked if you wanted a beer, what should you have said?”
“I shoulda said no. But it’s rude to turn people down like that!”
Did she even know how very Little she sounded just then? With her voice all sulky and whiny?
Music to his ears.
But no matter how adorable he found her, she needed him to be firm. “Samantha Kay, I know good and well you are capable of turning down a drinkpolitely. Which is exactly what I expect you to do the next time you’re in a situation like you were today. Am I making myself understood?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
Raising a brow, even though she couldn’t actually see him, he raised his arm and brought the switch down across the fullest part of her ass. His babygirl squealed into the comforter as she rose up onto her toes, and he watched, enthralled, as a bright red line appeared on her skin.
“Is that how you answer me, little girl?”
“No, Daddy! I’m sorry!”
“Much better. So let’s try this again. Am I making my expectations for you crystal clear, Samantha Kay?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. The next time you decide to outright disobey me like you did not just once butthreetimes today, I don’t care where we are or who we are with, I will drag you somewhere nice and secluded to remind you of your place in our relationship.”
With that warning, he brought the switch down across her gorgeous ass again, indulging himself with the sight of her dancing on her tiptoes in response. Her bottom jiggled delightfully with every movement, the base of the plug winking at him as her muscles clenched and then loosened again, and he had to reach down to readjust himself in his pants.
He couldn’t wait to bury himself inside her.
The first switch broke after six strokes, so he grabbed the second and picked up where he left off. With every strike of the switch, his babygirl whimpered and squealed and whined and begged for mercy.
And by the time the third switch broke, her quivering bottom was covered with tiny, crisscrossing welts.
She’d never looked more beautiful.
Dropping the final switch, he stepped forward and reached for the base of the plug to pull it free. “Are you going to be a good girl for Daddy and follow your rules from now on, Sammie-girl?”
A sweet, submissive little sniffle, and then she nodded. “Y-yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” Setting the plug aside, he undid the buckle of his belt, grinning at the visible shiver that raced up her spine at the sound. “But Daddy needs to be very, very sure you keep that promise.”
Sam
Ow, ow, ow.
Her skin was on fire. A hundred little fires had broken out all over her bottom, and no amount of wiggling or shifting eased the burn.
She was never, ever going to disobey her Daddy again.
A vow she repeated to herself when the blunt head of her Daddy’s cock pressed against her bottom hole, forcing her to open for him. Now the burn was everywhere, on the surface of her skin and deep inside her bottom as his thick cock stretched her open.
“Daddy, please.” The words came out on a broken sob, ripped from her as the pain bordered on too much. “I can’t. It hurts.”
