Distress sounds escaped her lips. Like purrs. A deep inhale told him that although she was nervous, she was also creaming for him. If he were to touch her pussy, his fingers would come away soaked.
“I’m not going to give you a number, Sienna. I will always spank you until I like the shade of pink on your bottom and I believe you’ve learned a lesson. The lesson you’re learning with this first punishment is what it feels like to have your naughty bottom stripped naked and spanked. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice was contrite. He was impressed by her compliance. She could have balked or argued with him more. Instead, she’d gotten into position and was prepared to submit to his will.
“Good girl.” He lifted his palm and delivered the first slap.
Sienna cried out from the shock, as expected. That first swat had been far too soft for it to actually sting.
“Don’t rock away from me, naughty girl,” he ordered before delivering another, firmer swat.
Sienna moaned. Whether from the position of submission or the actual burn from his palm, he couldn’t be sure yet, but her cunt was dripping. He could smell it.
Jayce watched her closely as he delivered four more slaps, alternating back and forth from one cheek to the other. Her heart rate increased. He could feel it against his palm on her back. Fuck, he was proud of her.
Now that she knew what to expect, he picked up the pace and rained down with several more spanks, each of them resonating loudly in the room. When he finished, he settled his palm on her bottom and gently rubbed her smooth skin.
Sienna rocked forward and backward, her breasts swaying with the movement, her nipples brushing against the mattress. That stimulation alone was probably making her lose her mind with lust.
She lifted her forehead from where she’d rested it against her wrists and turned to look at him. “Is that it?”
Jayce chuckled. “No, sassy girl. There’s one more important aspect of spanking you need to learn.”
She blinked, waiting.
He bent and kissed her temple before sliding his hand from her bottom, between her legs, to cup her pussy. As he eased a finger through her folds, he held her gaze. “Now you understand why Little girls enjoy a good spanking. Your pussy is dripping.” He eased a finger into her cunt as he spoke and slowly drew it back out. “There are two types of misbehavior, Little one. When you break a safety or health rule, I will spank you hard and leave you wanting.” He added a second finger and pushed the two as deep as he could. “When you break a silly rule like colluding with your friends to play pranks on your Daddies…” He added a third finger, stretching her almost as wide as his cock had been.
Sienna’s tight pussy squeezed around him as she continued to hold his gaze, panting.
Jayce rotated his palm so he could press his thumb against her clit.
She went off like a firecracker, her head arching back as she cried out. Her cunt strangled his fingers with the pulses of her release.
When it was over, he removed his hand and sucked her juices from every finger. “Good girls who do silly things to get attention get to orgasm after a spanking. Naughty girls who run in the house or touch the hot stove get to stand in the corner after a hard spanking until their needy pussies stop pulsing. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He smiled. “I knew you would. Now, I really need to take your temperature, and you’re going to continue to be my good girl while I do so.” He grabbed her hips and guided her onto her side, facing away from him.
She twisted her neck to look over her shoulder. “Daddy?”
He patted the back of her top thigh. “Pull this knee forward toward your chest and reach back with your hand to hold your bottom open for me.” It wasn’t entirely necessary for her to do either, but he was testing her. He wanted to know how deeply she could submit to him so early in their developing dynamic.
Sienna sighed as she obeyed him. “Why can’t you take my temperature by mouth?” she grumbled.
He smiled as he lubed up the thermometer before setting a hand on her hip and easing the thick tip into her bottom. “Rectal thermometers are more accurate, Little one. I’m going to do this a dozen or more times in the coming hours to keep an eye on your rising temperature until you’re ready to shift. I’ll also use a rectal thermometer regularly to accurately identify when you’re in heat, even though I’ll be able to smell the change in your pheromones.”
Sienna sighed again, submitting beautifully. She didn’t move a muscle and even continued to hold her bottom open for him.
“Such a good girl,” he praised as he eased the rod in and out a few inches, turning it and pushing deeper just to keep her aware of the intrusion. It was good for her, and she was accepting his dominance faster than he’d expected.
Finally, he removed the glass rod and looked at it before cleaning it off and setting it on the nightstand for later.
Gently rolling her to her back, he faced her. “Any questions?”
“No, Sir.”
He grinned. “Now you understand why Little girls like to get spanked, don’t you?”
