Page 34 of Winter Break

Her eyes are wide with shock, and her jaw drops as I tug her feet over my thighs and hold them against my hips.

My cock is so hard it aches. I’ve interrupted my favorite custom on our first morning together, but I need to ensure my Little girl understands the rules.

Sliding my palms up to her thighs, I hold her down, her pussy exposed. “The next time you take your diaper off without permission, I will spank your naughty pussy, understood?”

She gasps. Her body stiffens, but the scent of her cream fills the room. The naughty girl is turned on by the idea.

I narrow my gaze. “Is that what you want, Cora? Do you want Daddy to spank your pussy, so you’ll know what it feels like?”

She definitely does. The evidence is in her scent and the low moan that’s barely audible. She doesn’t answer, probably because she knows if she did, the words would be a lie.

Cora tries to lift her hips. She whimpers. Her pheromones are potent. Her pussy is pink and swollen.

I keep my tone even. “Do you want Daddy to swat your pussy, Little doll?” I repeat.

She swallows. “Yes, Daddy.”

I shouldn’t be surprised. After all, I can smell her lust. She’s intrigued, just like she was before I spanked her bottom.

Leaning over to the nightstand, I open the top drawer and grab the small paddle. It’s leather and narrow, only three inches wide. Like everything else I purchased to prepare for the eventuality of finding my mate, I’ve had it for over a year.

Cora grabs my knees and squeezes. She’s a smart girl.

“I can use this little paddle on any part of your body, Little doll. It’s intended to be versatile so I can swat your bottom, your nipples, or your pussy with it.”

Her breath hitches, and her nipples grow thicker.

“Like I’ve said before, I would never strike you in anger. I also would never hit you anywhere with the intention of injuring you. My palm and any other item I use are meant to titillate you. You know how aroused you got when I spanked your bottom?”

She nods slowly.

“That’s what I expect when I swat your nipples or your clit. If the sting is too much and you hate it, I won’t do it.”

“Okay, Daddy. But I don’t see how it won’t hurt.”

“Oh, sweetness. It will hurt. A lot. But you might like it.”

Her face turns red.

“Did it hurt when I spanked your bottom?”

“Yes…”

“But you liked it.”

She sighs and tries to squirm.

I won’t put her off any longer. Before she has a chance to think too hard, I give her pussy a firm swat.

Cora cries out, arching her chest off the bed. Her fingers dig into my knees.

And her arousal is so potent I nearly come.

“Again, Little doll?” I ask. I want her to participate in this. I want her to learn to ask for what she needs.

“Daddy…” Her pussy is quivering.

“Ask Daddy to spank your pussy again, Cora.”