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He stilled and gave her a look. “You sounded like a herd of elephants.”

“I did not. That’s not very nice, Daddy. Do you not want me to get a job with Zander?”

“No,” he said bluntly.

“Daddy, I think I’d make a great spy. I could spy on people for you. Wouldn’t that be helpful?”

“No.”

She let out a loud sigh. “Fine, maybe I’ll just talk to Zander about it.”

“You do that.”

“He’s not going to give me a job as a ninja, is he?”

“No, and I wouldn’t recommend that you try to sneak away from me again.”

“Well, shoot,” she said. “Are you sure that you have to spank me for that, Daddy? After all, you’ve been gone for such a long time, and I’ve missed you so, so much.” By this time, they were both naked, and the dirty clothes were in a pile in the corner. He lifted her into the shower, then followed her in.

“I’ve missed you too. However, you’re not getting out of this. You’re also owed a spanking for the day that Webb got shot.”

“What?” She gave him a shocked look. “Why am I owed a spanking for that?”

“Because instead of hiding and keeping yourself safe, you rushed up behind that guy with a plank of wood.”

“But I did that to help you! He was going to shoot you like he did Webb. I had to protect you.”

“That’s not your job, it’s my job. I protect you and myself. And if you need a spanking to remind you of that, then it’s also my job to give that to you so next time you think twice about risking yourself. No matter what is going on.”

“So your job is to spank me?”

“Exactly.” He started washing her. “It’s the most important job of all. Because you are the most important thing in my life.”

“That’s really sweet, Daddy. But I still don't think you should spank me.”

“Well, I’m the Daddy. So I make that decision. Unless you’re saying your safeword. Are you?”

Shoot. Was she?

No. She wasn’t.

“No, Daddy,” she said sulkily.

“Good. Then let’s get you clean and over my lap.”

He cleaned them both before drying them off, then leading her into the bedroom. After getting dressed in a pair of jeans and top, he grabbed some clothes for her.

A pair of undies and her Garfield onesie.

Then he took hold of her hand and led her out into the living room. He checked that the door was locked, before turning to where she stood near the sofa.

“Shall I get dressed, Daddy?” she asked.

“No point in getting dressed until after your spanking,” he told her as he walked back over to the sofa and sat. He placed her things next to him, then patted his lap. “Over you come.”

Ammo thought she was going to stand there all day staring at him. He understood why she didn’t want to walk over and place herself over his lap, but she was going to have to learn that she needed to obey him.

In all things.