“Nope,” he told her, crooking a finger at her. “I didn’t say pants up. I said come here.”
Face flaming, she shuffled over to him, stopping in front of him. He drew her be
tween his open legs. Her T-shirt didn’t cover her pussy, but beyond a brief glance, he didn’t say anything.
“Why are you in trouble?”
“Because I didn’t spend your money on me?”
He reached around and slapped her ass. “Try again.”
“Because I didn’t do what you told me to.”
“And?”
She searched her mind. “I kept that from you. I didn’t talk to you.”
“Exactly. Now, you’re going to lay over my lap and I’m going to spank you, then insert this plug in your ass.” He pointed at the anal plug that sat on the sofa next to him. Along with a bottle of lube. Holy hell. “Then you’re gonna sit and write a hundred times, I will not keep things from Daddy.”
She dropped her eyes from his, feeling ashamed of herself. “Yes, Daddy.”
He reached out and tilted up her chin. “And then we’re going shopping. For toys. And clothes. And groceries. And house shit.”
“House shit?”
“Seen the way you look at my place, brown eyes. I know you need house shit.”
She sniffled.
“Strip off those pants and panties, and lay yourself over my lap.”
He helped her over his lap and when he had her arranged as he wanted her, he smacked his hand down on her small ass, listening to her squeal of protest. He wasn’t happy that she continued to keep things from him. If it continued, she was going to find herself getting striped with his belt then he was going to fuck this cute ass.
Course he planned on taking her ass anyway.
He just needed to prepare it first. He landed several more heavy smacks until he felt her start to relax, to accept her punishment.
Seemed his little button needed some close supervision. And a lot of attention.
And that satisfied the Daddy part of him. He wanted her close. He wanted her to need him. He’d never stop her from doing anything unless it risked her health or safety. But having her close made him happy.
When her ass was a nice bright pink and her breath was coming in ragged pants, he reached over and grabbed the lube. He parted her ass cheeks, listening to the way her breath hitched.
“I don’t need to be plugged, Daddy. Please. I be a good girl.”
He rubbed her lower back soothingly, knowing how new this all was for her. It wasn’t going to sway him from what he was doing. If he was going to take her ass, then he needed to stretch her. He would never risk hurting her.
And she needed to learn that there were consequences to disobeying Daddy.
“Hush, button,” he soothed. “Daddy is going to plug this naughty bottom to remind you that you need to obey him. You were very naughty not to order the things you needed. But Daddy learned a lesson too.”
He squirted some lube on her asshole, watching the way it contracted.
Beautiful.
He ran a finger from his other hand over the small hole, pushing it in slightly. She gasped and he paused as she tightened around him.
“Relax, button. This is going to happen.”