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He wasn’t wrong.
I nodded my head.
“Use your words, little girl,” he urged.
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. My blush deepened and it took everything in me to keep my shameful arousal from boiling over.
“Good girl,” he praised, and the warmth of his approval washed over me, filling me with a sense of contentment that I had never felt before. My heart swelled and I hummed nervously while the knot in my core tightened again.
It was an exhilarating feeling, and it only heightened the sensation of his touch.
“Now, be a good girl and take what Daddy gives you,” he demanded, his voice firm.
“If I don’t?” I whispered.
I don’t know what had come over me. The words had just slipped out of me unbidden and then they were out in the open for the entire world to hear.
“Do you need to go over Daddy’s knee first? If you need your bottom spanked bright, bright red, then I won’t hesitate to give you exactly what you need, little girl,” he warned, and my stomach fluttered with a sudden batch of butterflies.
Before I replied, his hand roamed down to my ass, clutching it hard enough for it to renew the sting from the belt last night. I yelped and shook my head.
“No, Daddy! Please don’t spank me,” I pleaded.
Even as I protested though, a little part of me hoped he would flip me over and swat my backside several times until I begged him for mercy.
Which is exactly what he did.
“Wait! I’ll be your good girl,” I quickly vowed, but that didn’t stop his vicious hand from connecting with my panty-covered ass enough times to make me cry out from the sting.
I struggled, squirming under him, trying to get away from the punishment, but the iron bars of his arms and the weight of his body held me in place, and all I could do was take it.
“I think a bright pink bottom will be more than enough to show you that Daddy is in charge, won’t it?”
“Yes, Daddy!” I keened, but then I lifted my bottom, almost like I was seeking him out.
Did I actually want a spanking? What was wrong with me?
When his palm landed on my sore flesh again, I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to keep quiet, but then, when the spanking stopped, a tiny little whimper escaped.
The next time his hand landed, I didn’t even try to keep quiet.
He spanked me hard several times and the burning sting swept up my entire focus. Before I knew what was happening, he had flipped me over again and I landed hard on my sore ass.
A soft, breathy little moan escaped me, and his hands roamed over the front of my panties.
They were soaked.
So fucking soaked that it was embarrassing.
His gaze held mine, and as I watched, he slid his thumb beneath the elastic and slowly traced the tip up and down along the very edge of my inner thigh. I lifted my chin a little toward him and his mouth was on mine once again.
“You’re so fucking wet, little girl. Do you enjoy it when Daddy spanks you?”
I turned my head, refusing to answer and his hand landed firmly on my outer thigh. I yelped, the sting punishing, and immediately he gripped my chin and forced me to look back at him.
“You know Daddy is more than willing to punish you, little girl, now answer me unless you want to be put to bed wet and needy with a much sorer ass than you have now,” he threatened, and I sucked in a nervous breath.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out and he slapped my thigh again, only this time that much harder.
