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They were cut into triangles and the crusts were trimmed off. There was also a bowl of chopped strawberries and grapes.
He pulled back a chair. “Here you go, Duchess.” He did an elaborate bow which had her giggling. She sat and he pushed her in, then he went back to the cupboard and grabbed a mermaid plate and sippy cup. He put some sandwiches on her mermaid plate. Then he poured some water into her sippy cup. She sighed but took a few sips of water in between a couple bites of sandwich. By the time he’d eaten two huge sandwiches, she’d managed one small triangle.
“Eat more,” he insisted.
“I don’t want anymore, Daddy. If I eat too much at once, my tummy gets sore. I don’t think it’s a big deal.”
“It is when you’re already so small a stiff breeze would blow you over.”
A flush of embarrassment filled her. Did he not find her attractive like this? Maybe he wanted someone with curves?
“Come here.” He pushed his chair back and lifted her onto his lap. Then he tilted up her face. “It’s only because I worry about your health. Your happiness, health, and safety are my number one priorities. We need to make sure you eat well because you’ll need all your energy once I get you naked and under me.”
“Daddy!” she protested, growing red.
Then he reached over and picked up a strawberry, feeding it to her. “Good girl,” he praised as she ate it. He fed her a few more plus some grapes before she shook her head. She didn’t want to feel too uncomfortable.
Kissing the top of her head, he set her on her feet. “Tummy sore?”
“No, it’s okay.”
“Good.” Standing, he took her hand and steered her towards the only corner in the room that didn’t have stuff in it.
“Nose into the corner, bottom poking out.”
Corner time? No way. She wouldn’t survive.
“Can’t you just spank me, Daddy?” she whined.
He raised his eyebrows. “Oh, you’re getting a spanking. But corner time comes first.”
She was wearing her favorite mermaid onesie, which had a drop seat. When he had her positioned in the corner, he lowered the drop seat then started to draw down her panties.
“Daddy!” She stiffened.
He quickly tugged her panties back up. “Too much? Fuck. Sorry, Duchess, I—”
“No, no, it’s all right. I just . . . I wasn’t expecting it, I guess.”
“No, it’s my fault. I need to go at your pace. Sometimes I don’t always think. Is it okay for me to bare your bottom during punishments?”
She let out a deep breath.
Be brave.
Picking her up, he carried her to the sofa and sat with her on his lap. “Baby girl?”
“Nobody has ever seen me naked.”
“Are you worried about what I’ll think of your body? Because I can tell you right now, you could have a third hairy nipple and I’d think you were the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”
“Ew, that’s kind of gross.”
He cupped her face with his hand then laid a soft kiss on her lips. “The point is that nothing you can tell me or show me will change how I feel about you.”
“Are you sure?” she asked in a voice that sounded lost. She wrapped her hands in his T-shirt, needing him to anchor her.
“Positive.” He brushed her hair back off her face. “I want you to choose a safeword. Something you wouldn’t normally say. It can be used at any time. Doesn’t have to be during punishment. You’re to use it if you’re in pain or scared or uncomfortable and you need me to stop what we’re doing to talk. Okay?”
