I move my hands, but before I can cover my bottom, Daddy holds them in the middle of my back.
“Stop,” I beg him.
“Just a few more,” he says.
But it seems like he is going on forever, never hitting the same spot twice in a row. Tears roll down my face, and before I know it, I’m limp over his body.
“Such a good Little pet,” he stops spanking me.
Daddy lifts me and holds me close to him as he runs his hand up and down my back.
“That’s it, let it all out now,” Daddy coos at me. “All is forgiven.”
I cry into his chest, gripping onto his shirt as the tears keep coming. My bottom is on fire with how many times Daddy spanked me.
“Hurts,” I mumble through my tears.
“It’s going to hurt for a while, but it’s a good reminder to you not to lie to Daddy. You shouldn’t keep things from me,” Daddy tells me.
“Meanie.” I nuzzle my face into his chest, successfully wiping my snot and tears onto his shirt.
“Did you just wipe your nose on my shirt?” Daddy asks.
“Yes,” I honestly say.
Daddy chuckles and holds me closer. Tears continue to roll down my face, but with each passing second, they lessen. He pushes me away from him, pulling his shirt over his head before holding me close to him again.
“Blow.” Daddy places his shirt over my nose.
I pull back and shake my head. “No.”
“Little pet.” his voice turns serious. “Blow.”
“Nasty.” I turn my head.
“Little pet,” he growls. “If you don’t blow when I tell you to, you will regret it.”
Sighing, Daddy places his shirt over my nose once again.
“Blow.”
I do as he says, letting all my snot collect in Daddy’s shirt.
“Good Little pet,” he purrs. “My good Little girl.”
My face heats at his words, and I snuggle my face into his chest once again. I will never get over how it feels for him to call me that. For my belly to be full of flying butterflies.
“So cute,” Daddy mumbles. “Now, tell me why you kept it from Daddy for so long.”
I pull away from Daddy and shake my head. “I don’t want to.”
“Do you want another spanking?” He raises an eyebrow.
“No.” I look away.
“Then tell Daddy why you kept it from me for so long,” he says.
I open and close my mouth several times and take a deep breath. Am I really going to tell him the real reason? Is he going to do something bad if I tell him about it?
