Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
“No.” She held up both hands. He was going to kill her with his health explanations.
“No running in the house.”
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. I might slip and fall and hit my head. I got it.”
“No touching the stove or oven. No knives either. You’ll leave the dangerous part of cooking to Daddy.”
“Can I use scissors?” she asked, curious to see how he would respond. Was he thinking quick on his feet?
He grinned. “Scissors are fine. I bet that in addition to cutting hair, my naughty girl might like to make paper dolls sometime, but no running with them.” He lifted a brow.
Gah. She’d tried to trip him up and failed. He was a smart cookie, her Daddy.
“Are you ready to switch to the punishment list, Bumblebee?” he asked as if he were proposing she choose between cookies or ice cream.
“I guess.” She petted her gator, hoping he wasn’t getting upset by all this talk of rules and punishments for his favorite person in the world. It would seem he was perfectly content and paying close attention however, which meant Spike really was a traitor.
“Let’s see,” Daddy began. “Spanking is top of the list. Timeouts will take a close second.”
“You mean like standing in the corner?” she asked, shocked.
“Yep. Corner time gives naughty Little girls some time to think about what they’ve done. Reflecting on the misbehavior is the best way to remember not to do it again.”
“I guess.” She didn’t intend to break rules very often, or at least not get caught, so his punishments would hopefully be moot. Besides, that second one didn’t seem like too much of a punishment to endure. “Do I get to choose?”
“Daddy is in charge, Little girl.”
“That’s a no?” she teased, watching him pick up the pen to add something to the second list.
“Wearing a naughty plug?” she read, and her voice rose in surprise.
“A reminder in your bottom will help you concentrate and remind you to do better. A doctor Daddy friend of mine feels strongly that Little girls who misbehave frequently need relief from tummy issues. We’ll explore whether you need some tummy treatment if you suddenly act up.”
“Tummy,” she repeated, not following his words.
“I’ll take your temperature regularly, Bumblebee. If you need some help going to the bathroom, Daddy can help you with that as well,” he explained.
Automatically, her buttocks clenched together. She had no doubt where her Daddy planned to take her temperature. Kiki tried to push the thought of him treating the inside of her bottom somehow out of her mind, but it lingered there. Without thinking, she rubbed against the inseam of her leggings, making the pull-up underneath the thin material crinkle.
She bit her bottom lip as he wrote about the naughty plug next in his notebook. Just seeing it appear written on the page made it much more real. He wouldn’t really do that, right?
“I don’t think we need to put that on the list.”
“I know it sounds scary, but Daddy will always take care of you. In time, our relationship will grow very intimate. I’ll know when you have cramps and need a hot water bottle on your back or stomach. You’ll know I get grumpy at the end of the month when I’m struggling with the accounting books and maybe, you’ll bring me a piece of chocolate to brighten my day.”
“Is chocolate your favorite candy?” she asked, studying his athletic form.
“It is. Everyone needs someone and something sweet in their life.”
Suddenly, her fears evaporated. Her Daddy would take care of her, and she’d make sure he had fun and love in his life. Kiki glanced over the rules and punishments they’d discussed and noticed he’d added one more.
Rules
Do as Daddy says
Brush your teeth thoroughly after breakfast and before bedtime
No cussing
No makeup when home with Daddy
No eating on the couch. Use a sippy cup or bottle when drinking away from the table
No complaining at nap or bedtime
No running in the house
No using the stove or knives
Allow Daddy to monitor your health
Punishments
Spankings
Corner time
Wearing a naughty plug or receiving bottom treatment
Writing lines or letters of apology
“I’m not good at writing sentences,” she shared.
“Then you can write an apology letter,” he assured her.
She reread everything quietly and focused on one in particular. “Can we discuss punishment number three before it happens?”
“Of course. That doesn’t mean you’ll convince me that it doesn’t need to happen but perhaps I can make it less scary for you.”
“Who’s your doctor friend?” Kiki probed.
“Dr. Hunter Warren.”
“He’s CC’s Daddy?” Kiki asked, feeling her eyes widen as she recognized the name.
“Yes. We’ll have to have them over for a play date. You could ask him some questions.”
“That would be so embarrassing. I don’t think I could do that,” she protested.
“Of course you can. Or if you prefer, I’ll ask him while we’re together,” Terry suggested.