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I was so proud of Daddy Tate.
He spanked my bottom just hard enough to make me tingle. “Oh, Daddy…”
I couldn’t help shivering as I curled into him, arching my ass out. “Please, Daddy? I’ll be so good.”
His half laugh, half groan was accompanied by another spank that had my toes curling and it got even better as he stroked over the spot he’d just smacked. “Only bare bottoms get spanked, sunshine. Over my lap.”
Oh, that was the best thing Daddy had ever said to me.
It was even better than “You have enough points to get the cookies for free.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Climbing off his lap, I stood and smiled as Daddy knew he had to be the one to release the button on my pants and push them down. It was a Daddy job but my hands were shaking so much I probably couldn’t have done it anyway.
Another reason why princess dresses were the best kinds of clothes.
“Are you going to be a good boy when you get your spanking?” I’d have promised Daddy anything I thought he wanted to hear, but luckily, he explained how to be good as he slowly pulled my pants down. “You have to use your safewords if you need them and not too much wiggling, sunshine. I don’t want you falling off.”
I could do that.
“Yes, Daddy.” Oh, but he hadn’t made rules about other important things. “What about… what about coming, Daddy?”
That would’ve been easier to ask if he hadn’t started peeling my sexy undies down and looking so hungry. I couldn’t decide if he liked my cock or the tiny briefs that were so cute, but either one was fine with me.
Daddy’s hands squeezed my thighs before they started stroking higher up my legs again toward where my erection was waving at him. “Do you want to come when I’m spanking you or do you want me to suck you off when we’re done with your spanking?”
Oh, that was too hard to choose.
“Both. I’ve been very good, Daddy Tate.” Yes. I’d been good. “That means I get both.”
He chuckled softly and shook his head. “What was I thinking? Of course it’s both.”
Yay.
That did not help my shaking but it did make me want to throw myself at Daddy. Luckily, the shaking wiggled a couple of brain cells loose. “Oh, I forgot.”
Leaning over and trying not to fall, I grabbed a little towel off the side table and put it on his lap. “So you don’t get dirty.”
Planning ahead was very important. Daddy hadn’t talked about sleeping over yet, so I couldn’t get him dirty.
That just wouldn’t be nice.
Daddy sighed, shaking his head as he tried not to giggle. “I’m desperately trying not to make a Boy Scouts joke here.”
And he thought I was the troublemaker.
“You’re so naughty, Daddy.” I was going to tell him how helpful I was and that it should get me another orgasm. Three sounded like a very good number. But unfortunately, the world tried to tip over as I straightened.
Oops.
But Daddy caught me and took charge again, pulling me down onto his lap. “Careful now, sunshine. The only part of you that should hurt after this is your pretty bottom.”
Oh, Daddy Tate thought I had a pretty bottom.
That just made me harder even before his hand came down on my naked bottom for the first time.
I knew he’d be the perfect Daddy.
I moaned as I pushed my face into the couch, immediately regretting my promise not to wiggle too much—and I should’ve picked out a scratchier towel because this one was so soft it was making it even harder to be good. “Oh, Daddy…”
