Page 41 of Her Dream Mafia Daddy

Letting their breathing slow, he slowly inched himself out of her. She whimpered and then smiled. “You know, I wasn’t lying. You are hung like a horse.” They both laughed.

“You are absolutely perfect, Daphne. Perfect in every way.”

“Well, I’m not, but I do think I am perfect for you and you are perfect for me and that’s all that matters.” She snuggled in close and they both fell asleep, the morning adventures finally taking a toll on their bodies. He still needed to deal with that shitstain in the basement, but he could wait. Nothing else mattered right now but her.

Waking up warm and rested, he kissed her lips, gently rousing her from her sleep. “Come on, sleepyhead, time to wake up. If you don’t get up now, you’ll never sleep tonight.”

“Don’t wanna, and you can’t make me.” She huffed and rolled back over.

“Daphne.” His voice took on a warning edge. “I don’t want to spank you, but I will if you don’t drop the attitude, Little Panda. Now come on, time to get up and get some lunch and hang out with the rest of the fam for the afternoon.” He patted her bottom firmly in warning, but she just groaned and put the pillow over her head.

“You have three minutes to get up and out of bed before I get mean, Little girl. Up.” He got up and went to the bathroom. Splashing some water over his face, he wondered if his babygirl was going to fight him or if she was going to be good. He secretly hoped she gave him an excuse to spank her ass. He hadn’t had a reason to spank her in a while and she was overdue, but really, he just enjoyed spanking her. He threw on a pair of pants and went to check on his Babygirl.

Back in the room, he saw she was still under the covers. Spanking it was, then. He drew off the covers, and she squealed, “It’s cold and I’m seepie and I’m not getting up. Go away, butthead!” They both froze. He watched her bottom clench, and she quickly flipped over. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. That slipped out. I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry!” She kept on apologizing as he went to his closet to get his wide, black leather belt. Her eyes grew wide as he approached the bed and tossed the belt beside her.

“I gave you plenty of opportunities to get up and you refused. And then you called me a butthead? You have just earned yourself a trip over my knee and a whipping with Daddy’s belt.”

“But Daddy, I’m sorry!” she whined as he pulled her up. Her half-hearted attempts to pull away showed just how much she really wanted this. He had a feeling she needed this. And who was he to deny his girl exactly what she needed?

“I know you are. But it is Daddy’s job to make sure his girl knows how to behave and be the good, sweet girl I know she can be.” She was still naked from earlier, so he just flipped her over his left knee, encasing her legs with both of his to keep her from kicking. He gently rubbed her bottom as she whined and whimpered. “Now, I know we haven’t gone over all of the rules yet, but from here on out, if you fight me at all or disobey me during this spanking, you will earn penalty swats. Do you remember what those are?”

“Yes, Daddy. I don’t want those. I’ll be a good girl,” she whispered.

“It’s good that you remember. Tell Daddy what that means.” She hid her head in the comforter.

“Daddy, but it’s embarrassing!” She was whining, and god, he loved it.

“It may be embarrassing, but you will tell Daddy, or I will just show you.” He wanted to give her a moment.

She huffed in annoyance. “It means you will cane my bottom hole, Daddy.”

“Good girl. That’s right. You will reach back and spread those naughty cheeks so Daddy can cane that cute little bottom hole.”

“Do you have to say it like that? It’s so embarrassing.” He chuckled at her obvious displeasure.

“I do because while I bet you are embarrassed, I bet you also like it.”

“No! I do not.”

“Really? Shall I check?” He slid his hand between her thighs and she closed them even tighter. “Open, Daphne.” He waited a beat until she parted her thighs and he drew his hand through her wet pussy.

“Yeah. Someone definitely enjoys being embarrassed. Too bad for you, naughty girls do not get to come. Something to remember for the future. Now then, let’s get this naughty bottom spanked so we can go eat some lunch.”

“Nooooo, Daddy! I promise I will be a good girl forever and ever. Please don’t.” She threw her hand back, which he caught quickly and pinned it beside her.

The first spank landed, the sound like a gunshot in the silent room. He got into a steady rhythm, never hitting the same spot twice. Over and over, his hand fell. She started stoic, but before too long she was whimpering and trying to get out of his hold.

“You have a long way to go, Little girl. You better settle in.” He continued spanking her bottom, never once letting up. Before too long, it was a beautiful shade of pink. “A nice pink bottom. But I think it needs more, don’t you?”

“No, no, I don’t. I promise I don’t.” She groaned when he just chuckled at her.

“Unfortunately for you, your Daddy decides that. Consider that your warm-up.” And with that, the real spanking began. Loud, hard, stinging swats landed on her already-warm bottom. He was spanking her with vigor and purpose. He needed her to know that she was not in charge. He was. This spanking ended when he decided, and not a moment before.

Chapter 18

Daphne

Oh my god, oh my god. His hand hurt! She should not have tested him; no, she should not have. She had to know what he would do, but this was a mistake. Her butt was on fire and he showed no signs of slowing down anytime soon. She squirmed and fought with everything she had. His legs were like iron shackles though; she wasn’t going anywhere.