Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
“What about his family?” she asked. He’d had kids.
“They were okay. His wife came from money. I made sure they wouldn’t suffer.”
He really was a good guy.
“Right,” he said, setting her on her feet in the playroom. “Get into the corner. Skirt tucked up into the waistband and panties around your ankles. I want that bare butt sticking out.”
Okay, she took that back.
He wasn’t a good guy at all.
36
“Daddy, can’t we talk about this?”
“Sure. Talk.”
“I don’t think I should be spanked.”
“You broke a rule.” He pulled the chair from her desk into the middle of the room. Brody was staring at them both, looking like he didn’t have a clue what to say. “You know you’re supposed to eat three meals a day. You didn’t have anything in your tummy to throw up. Pup? Do you think you could go get a bottle ready for after Bunny’s spanking? Put one of her protein drinks in it.”
“Um, yep.”
Oh, crap. Now she was on her own. Not that Brody was trying to help her worm out of this.
The Fox cupped her face between his hands. “Are you saying your safeword?”
Was she?
No.
He was right. She’d broken a rule and this was the consequence. And part of her was actually relieved to get this out of the way. She wanted to know what this felt like. And to know that he wouldn’t leave her after.
Besides, she couldn’t tell him that the reason she hadn’t eaten was because she’d been worried about him. That would make him feel awful.
“No, Daddy. I do deserve this.”
“Good girl. Off you go.”
“I really have to bare my butt?”
“Yes. Go.” He turned her, sending her on her way just as Brody rushed in with her bottle. He gave her a concerned look, but she smiled back at him. There was a feeling of peace stealing over her, which was odd.
She got into position, her bottom naked, her nose against the corner as she felt them staring at her.
Did they like what they saw?
“The only thoughts you should have in the corner is what you did wrong and how you can do better next time,” the Fox warned.
Shoot. Right.
She managed to turn her thoughts back to her eating habits. She knew she had to do better. And there was something else she had to tell him.
“Okay, you can come out of the corner.”
She kicked off her panties so they wouldn’t get in her way. Then turning, she saw the Fox sitting on the chair he’d pulled out and she flung herself into his arms. “I’m sorry, Daddy!”
“I know, baby girl.” He held her on his lap, kissing her.
“But you don’t know all of it!” she wailed. “I also threw out the protein drinks Brody gave me.”
“What?” Brody asked from where he sat on the floor beside the Fox.
“And I had four coffees. I’m so naughty!”
He drew her back, eyeing her sternly. “What you did was naughty. But you’ll get a spanking and then everything will be forgiven.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“But you also need to apologize to Brody for deceiving him.”
She turned to Brody. “I’m so sorry, Brody-bear.”
He frowned, but nodded. “I’ll know to keep a closer eye on you next time.”
Uh-oh.
“Time for your spanking. It’s going to be fifteen. I know that’s a lot for your first real spanking. But not only did you skip meals, but you hid things from Brody. So you deserve at least this much.”
“I understand, Daddy.”
He turned her on his lap so she was lying over his knees. Her skirt had come untucked, so he pushed it up out of the way again. A hand rubbed over her bare bottom and she flinched, expecting him to immediately start slapping her.
“You can stop this at any time, baby girl. And no one will be mad, hear me?”
“Yes, Daddy.” But she knew she wouldn’t. This was something she deserved, and she wanted to get rid of the guilt she felt.
The first slap was a shock that stole her breath. The second had her squirming. And the third one had her regretting her decision to see this through.
Ow. It fucking hurt.
“Daddy! No!” she cried out after number five.
He paused, rubbing her bottom for a moment. Was he really stopping?
“That’s not your safeword. Do you need to use it?”
Darn it. Did she still feel guilty? Yes.
“No, Daddy.”
“I’m not going to stop unless you say it, understand?”
She sniffled. “Yes. Daddy.”
The following five smacks had her sobbing as she kicked her legs. It was too much. Her butt was burning.
Smack! Smack!
Tears dripped down her face as the last spanks landed on her hot, throbbing bottom. He turned her over, arranging her so she straddled his legs. She slumped against his chest, her tears wetting his shirt as he cradled the back of her head. Brody hugged her from behind, careful not to push against her hot bottom.