"I'm sorry Kitty. I made assumptions. I've seen so many husks of men who dared called themselves fathers that I made a poor judgment of character regarding yours. I figured he was the type who was fine in letting the dominant male figure in your life be the butler. I mean, you call him Father, not Daddy, even."
"He thought Daddy was juvenile and didn't let me or my sisters call him that."
He laughed again.
"You see why I can't do this then?"
"No, I don't." He pulled me closer. "I still want you Kitty. That's without question, and I will have you. I'll just reassess George, since you still hold him dear to you."
"And that means?"
"Instead of buying his home, I'm going to bail him out and cut him a check so he can pull himself back together. A gift he can call a loan if he decides that offends him. I don't want my Kitty worrying that her family is struggling as I spoil her rotten."
I looked up at Ty. He was smiling warmly. I'm sure father would be far more forgiving of my choice of man if he wasn't in such dire straits himself. "Thank you," I said.
"Now there's the matter that you've been very bad hiding from me like this. That isn't what we agreed to, my Kitty."
"I'm sorry about all that."
"Hmm?" He had a huge grin on his face.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. I won't hide from you again." I tried to hide my own smile. He was making everything all right, of course. I was going to be able to please both my father and my Daddy, after all. "I made a mistake and I was bad."
"You're damn right you did, little girl. Making me worried sick about where you were all this time. You need to be taught a lesson."
My eyebrow raised. "I do?" I was suddenly confused by what he meant. He had been treating me like a spoiled child all this time.
"Come with me."
Somewhat roughly, he lead me by the arm across the room to his bed.
"Bend over, Kitty. Over the bed."
Still confused, I remembered what I had agreed to that night. I would obey Daddy no matter what. Obviously, I had failed at that majorly, so I had to get back on the right track.
I leaned over the bed, wondering what was going to come. Was he going to fuck me from behind? Fuck my ass?
I could almost hear the air break as he wound up and rained down a mighty slap across my ass.
It stung. Hard. I let out a gasp, and shot a look back at him.
"Kitty, you need a good spanking so you realize what you've done and so you understand that you're to obey Daddy. I only want what's best for you."
He followed this declaration with another mighty spank from his hand, my flesh shuddering all the way up, making me gasp again.
A third, stinging through me.
"Up. We're not done yet." Ty sat on the side of the bed. "Across my lap, little girl. Now."
My ass was already hurting a bit from the strength and velocity of his slaps. It wasn't enough to dissuade me from obeying though, and I nodded, laying across Daddy's lap. Across his strong, firm legs, and wondered what was to come next.
Yes, it hurt, but I was still amazed I was willing to take more. That a dark part of me wanted more.
I got more.
As I laid across Daddy's lap, he unleashed another spank. More intense than the last, zeroing in on the same spot, aiming to make me really feel sore from everything that was happening.
Another lash, another shot of pain through me.