Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Phoebe wasn’t sure how long she stayed in that position. But she was growing tired when he told her that she could let go and straighten.
Then he helped her turn before crouching in front of her to remove her shoes and clothes from around her feet.
“I’m sorry, Daddy.” She wrapped herself around him once he stood. “I shouldn’t have disobeyed you.”
Barren kissed the top of her head. “I know you think I’m overbearing, but I just want to keep you safe.”
“I know. I just have a weakness for puppies and kitties and cute things. It’s an affliction, really.”
He snorted. “An affliction, huh? Sounds terrible.”
“Oh, it really is.”
“But it isn’t your love of cute things that resulted in you ending up in timeout or getting your bottom spanked, is it? It’s because you disobeyed Daddy.”
“I didn’t get my bottom spanked,” she pointed out.
“Oh, my baby. You thought the punishment was over? I’m afraid not.”
“Noo, Daddy,” she protested as he led her over to the chair and sat on it.
“Yes, little girl,” he countered as he drew her down so she lay over his lap.
“I don’t want a spanking,” she grumbled.
“Well, you’re getting one. I’m going to start with my hand and finish with the naughty-girl paddle.”
She tensed. “What naughty-girl paddle?”
He shuffled her on his lap so he could reach over to grab something that he must have placed on the bed. Then he held the item in front of her face so she could see it. It looked far too big to her and was round and made of black leather. Along one side in pink stitching were the words, Naughty Girl.
That was just rude.
“Where did you get that?” she asked.
“At the shop at Rawhide Ranch.”
She hadn’t seen him buy that!
“That seems premeditated,” she muttered.
“A Daddy always has to think ahead,” he told her before moving the paddle away. “Paddling wasn’t on your hard limits, but you can always change that or use your safe word.”
Drat.
She could. But she was also kind of curious. “I’m okay, Daddy,” she told him as he rubbed her bottom.
“That’s my brave girl.”
The spanking started without warning, and even though she’d been expecting it, well, it was still kind of a shock. She started kicking her feet, trying to wriggle off his lap. But he held her tight, his hand delivering punishing blow after punishing blow.
Finally, her body gave in to the pain, letting it flow through her. She slumped on his lap, her bottom on fire, sobs escaping her mouth. Tears dripped down her cheeks as he stopped spanking her to rub her back.
“How are you doing, little one?” he asked.
“I’m o-okay, Daddy.”
“I hate making you cry. But sometimes I think you need this, don’t you? An excuse to let go and cry.”
Well, she didn’t think she wanted to admit to that, but yes. She supposed she did.
He moved and then something cool was laid over her bottom.
“Time for the paddle. Just five since it’s your first time.”
Five? That sounded awful. When the first one landed, she screeched and he paused.
“Shh, little girl. We don’t want our neighbors calling the police.”
Well, she’d like to see him take a paddling without crying out. Another smack of the paddle, but thankfully, she muffled her cry this time. But wow! That hurt! It burned and stung, and she wasn’t sure how she could take any more.
Number three landed and she sobbed. She was a mess by now, she couldn’t even see because her eyes were blurry with tears. The paddle landed twice more, and she was done.
Barren helped her up, then carried her to the bed. He lay on his back with her sprawled on top of his chest. Then he rubbed her back until she calmed down before reaching over to grab some tissues so he could wipe her face.
“How are you doing?” he asked as he arranged them on their sides, facing each other. He brushed the hair off her face, leaning in to kiss her forehead.
“My butt hurts.”
“It’s supposed to hurt.”
“That sucks, Daddy.”
“I know. But I want you to remember this the next time you think about disobeying Daddy, all right? You could have waited until Daddy returned and asked him if you could go pat the puppy. Then I could have taken you.”
She sighed long and loud. “I’m not sure now is the time for Daddy-logic. I’m wallowing. I have a sore bottom. I just want cuddles and chocolate.”
He laughed. “I can do the cuddles but not the chocolate.”
“There should always be chocolate after a spanking!”
“I’m sorry. No chocolate. But what about a kiss?”
“Hmm. Let me think about that.”
He tickled her until she squealed.
“Okay, okay, I want a kiss!” she cried.
Barren cupped the side of her face and kissed her. It started off light and teasing, then became more heated.
Hot and heavy.
She squirmed on the bed, her need for him growing. He’d teased her. Kissed her. Touched her. But they hadn’t gone any further and it was starting to kill her.