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“Corn,” Margo decided with a resigned sigh. “You hafta eat it too, Daddy.” That was said gleefully as if she were delighted by the idea of Daddy not wanting to eat his veggies and having to set a good example anyway.

“I’ll suffer with the rest of you,” Knox agreed jovially. “Come on now, let’s get started. I like to make my spaghetti sauce from scratch.”

“Daddy, you can cook?” Margo sounded as shocked by this small revelation as if he’d just told her he was actually an alien from outer space.

“I do okay.” He set her on her feet in front of him and stood, stepping over a pile of monopoly money on his way to the kitchen. Normally, he’d use the big kitchen downstairs to cook, but he didn’t exactly trust the girls by themselves right now.

Besides, keeping himself in their line of vision would serve as an ever-present reminder of the trouble they had coming. Sometimes the lead up to a spanking was just as important as the spanking itself.

Chapter Nine

Knox

After dinner had been eaten and the kitchen cleaned up and the table cleared, Knox dragged a chair into the center of the common room, in the only spot where there weren’t piles of mess all over the floor still. “Sit here,” he told Margo.

She looked at him with confusion written all over her face, but she obeyed. He grabbed another chair and pulled it across from the first one and sat down facing her.

Now, Margo wasn’t the only one looking confused. The other girls all wore similar expressions.

“Now that I’ve spoken to all of you, read all your journal entries and learned about your histories and triggers, I’ve realized that Margo has a major trigger with trust and sharing. That’s why she was interrogating all of you.”

Looks of understanding dawned on Jilly’s face and Mariah’s. Tessa, Ellie, and Jade didn’t seem to get it yet. Maybe they didn’t know as much about Margo’s past as the other girls did. That made sense.

“As you probably know, today Margo and I came to an agreement that I would be her Daddy and she would be my Little girl for the next seven days. A trial run of sorts. As her Daddy, I want her to learn to work through certain issues, but I also want to make sure she feels safe and secure with me. For Margo, not knowing what was happening behind closed doors gave her trust issues and led to some uncomfortable confrontations and hurt feelings, which ultimately led to the events of today.” He cleared his throat. “You’ve all already apologized to Margo, and that’s all you really owe her, so I want you to understand that you can say no to this, but I hope you won’t.”

He stopped and looked out at all of them, meeting their eyes one at a time down the line. “Due to today’s events, and the fact that it was an orchestrated ambush of sorts with the explicit goal of getting Margo in trouble, I’m opting for public spankings tonight rather than private ones. I know it won’t be the first time you’ve seen each other be spanked, but it will be the first time with me. My goal is to expedite the process, but also so that Margo can see for herself how I conduct myself when I am spanking someone who isn’t her.”

Margo

Knox’s transparency warmed her from the inside out, but she wasn’t sure how her friends were going to feel about it. With Baze, spankings weren’t always done in private. Their accommodations had not always allowed for it to be so. So far with Knox they had been.

She snuck a glance at her friends and saw them nodding. “I think that’s probably a good idea,” Mariah offered.

“Then she can stop interrogating us,” Tessa agreed with a giggle.

Heat rose up Margo’s cheeks, the blush covering her face. “I’m sorry about that,” she said to her friends. “I don’t know what came over me. I guess I just felt insecure.”

“No need for insecurity, but it happens, and will probably continue to happen from time to time,” Knox told her. “You just need to remind yourself that I’m your Daddy for as long as you’ll have me, be it a week, a month or forever.”

The mention of forever was a double-edged sword, filling her with pride and warmth and happiness all while also making her want to vomit. She took a deep breath and smiled anyway. “Yes, Daddy.”

“All right. We still need to do baths and jammies and bedtime stories after this, so let’s get started. Who’s first?”

Margo expected Mariah to volunteer, but instead Jilly did.

“I’ll go first. I hate waiting and I want to get it over with.”

“All right, Jilly. Come here then and place yourself over my lap.” Knox patted his massive thighs, and Jilly stood, tiptoed over, and placed herself across them.

He wasted no time, baring her bottom, quickly flipping up her skirt and pulling down her diaper. The first thing Margo noticed was that he didn’t pull it down to her knees like he did when he spanked her. Instead, he let it rest barely below her bottom, affording her a modicum of modesty while still giving himself the access he needed.

He lectured before he started spanking, instead of waiting until he was halfway through the warm-up. That was another difference.

With his hand resting on Jilly’s lower back, not her bottom like he would have done with Margo, he spoke, making both his reasoning and his intentions crystal clear.

“You all participated in this fight on some level. Trashing the play area was bad enough to warrant a spanking, but also you chose to fight with words as well as physical actions, all for the sake of getting your friend in trouble. So you’re all getting a warm-up with my hand, and then a paddling. The severity of the paddling will be determined by the scope of your actions today.” He paused for a moment, hesitating, and plowed forward.

“I also want you to know that for her own part in things, Margo was taken out to the courtyard and switched, and it was my intention to do the same to all of you. I even pre-picked some extra switches.”