Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Daddy’s in charge.”
“We’ll negotiate,” she stated quickly, planning to veto that.
“Daddy’s in charge,” Davis repeated with a stern look that made her drop her gaze. He cupped her chin and lifted it gently. “We can talk all you want but at the end of the day, I’m in charge. I will take care of you as I know you need to be cared for.”
“But…”
“No buts,” Davis corrected her.
“I don’t like that,” Sue muttered under her breath as Davis steered her back into the bedroom. “Ouch!” she yelped as he gave her bottom a firm swat.
Sue glared at her Daddy over her shoulder as she rubbed her stinging bottom. “I don’t like that either!” His hands were entirely too big and too hard.
“Straighten up that attitude, Little girl.”
“What are you going to do? Put me in the corner?” she taunted. Sue didn’t know why she was doing this. It was as if her mouth had its own mind and kept saying completely the wrong thing.
“That’s a good start,” Davis agreed. He turned her toward the empty corner in the bedroom and smacked her butt to encourage her to move.
Sue didn’t see what the big deal about going to the corner was. She could stand there all day long. Sashaying, she followed his pointing finger. Tempted by the sound of him moving around, Sue refused to turn around and see what he was doing. Even when the sound was super close behind her, she didn’t look.
“Little girls like to test their Daddies to find out where the boundaries are. You reached one today. Stay still,” Davis instructed softly from behind.
She heard the distinctive squirt of lubricant from a squeezable tube. Gritting her teeth and clinching her thighs together, Sue prepared for him to try to change her mood by having more of the mind-blowing sex voodoo he’d lavished on her earlier. That’s not going to work!
When his hands parted her buttocks, she jumped and tried to turn around. Davis pressed her chest against the wall, firmly holding her in place. He pressed two fingers into her bottom and held them there as she squirmed to get away.
“Let me go!” she demanded when Davis said nothing but easily controlled her movements.
Quickly, her struggles exhausted, and she pressed her forehead against the wall as she panted. Those fingers stayed planted in her bottom, reminding her that he was in control—not her. Sue tried to distract herself with random thoughts but failed miserably. All she could focus on was the feel of those invaders and the heat of Davis’s hand between her shoulder blades.
Why had she done this? Sue knew better than to challenge her Daddy. All those Little girls in the books she devoured learned not to defy their Daddies. It always had a negative effect.
Finally, she whispered, “I’m sorry.”
“Good girl. Tell me what you’re sorry for?” Davis asked in a gentle tone.
“I knew I shouldn’t be bratty, but I couldn’t stop myself. I don’t want to be in trouble anymore.”
“Did you learn something from standing in the corner?” he asked.
“I don’t want to be there. And I don’t want you to do…that!”
“Fill your bottom?” he asked in that same gentle tone.
“No!” she wailed.
“I want you to hold very still. Daddy’s going to help you remember this lesson while we go shopping. Are you going to be a good girl and cooperate with me?”
“Yes. I’ll be good,” she promised.
“Thank you, Cherry.”
Davis slid his fingers from her tight entrance and Sue melted against the wall. The feel of something cold against her made Sue jump again. Her Daddy’s hand held her in place as he pushed something into her tight channel, stretching her before sliding fully into her.
Sue shivered at the feel of the cold thing inside her. “Take it out!” she pleaded.
“Not until you’re done thinking.”
She opened her mouth to assure him that she didn’t need to think anymore but that thing in her bottom convinced her she didn’t want to argue with her Daddy. Sue closed her eyes and tried to pull herself together. The restraining hand between her shoulder blades stroked down her spine before moving back up. It soothed her to know he was there with her.
“You can have a changing table,” she whispered.
“Thank you, Cherry, but it’s more than a changing table that’s worrying you,” he suggested.
“It’s hard to let you be in control of everything.”
“Why?”
“Well…” Sue tried to explain why taking her temperature there had pushed her comfort level past acceptable. “I’m an adult—you know, in real life. I’m supposed to be in charge of everything.”
“How happy has that made you?”
Silence filled the room as she considered that. Sue had been happy at first in her marriage. Then bored. Then horribly hurt when she’d discovered his affair.
“Not good,” she admitted in a small voice.
“How about letting someone else watch over you?” Davis asked and leaned forward to kiss her bare shoulder.