She took a deep breath. “I want the spanking.”
He grasped hold of her chin, lifting her face then he kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re a brave girl.”
She didn’t feel it. Not in the slightest.
“I want you to head inside, go potty, and put on your nightgown. You can go to bed after your punishment. Leave your panties off, you won’t be needing them. I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom. Then I’m going to put you over my knee and spank your bare bottom.”
* * *
“You can do this,” she told herself in the mirror. She’d already changed into her nightgown and brushed her teeth. She was ready for bed. All she had to do was get her butt spanked first. “You can do this. It’s just a spanking.”
She placed her hand over her stomach. Despite the nerves creating butterflies in her tummy, this felt right. She wanted to know what this would be like. If it was really something she wanted.
And if it wasn’t, then he’d be leaving soon. And if it was. . .well, then she’d know what she needed. She’d only had one serious boyfriend and he’d never really stirred her arousal. Fact was, she’d never had an orgasm that she hadn’t given herself. And she’d had to take the dominant role. It wasn’t one that came naturally.
Well, she definitely wasn’t the dominant one in this relationship. If you could call it a relationship.
Slowly, she moved into what she had come to think of as their bedroom. He’d insisted that they sleep together, wanting to be close by in case she needed him. She had to admit, she slept so much better with him curled around her. And he’d been a perfect gentleman.
Which was a little disappointing.
She was so nervous she felt ill. And even though she’d asked for this, she was really starting to regret that now. What kind of crazy person asked to be spanked?
He was already in the bedroom when she entered. And as soon as he saw her, he held out his arms. She walked right into them. He ran his hand up and down her back comfortingly. “Remember, you can stop this at any time. Have you chosen a safeword?”
“Um, yes. Red.”
“Red is good. Simple.”
She let out a shuddering breath then nodded and stepped back. “I’m ready.”
He kissed her forehead. “Such a courageous girl.”
He led her over to the bed and sat, then he held up his hand. She took it, letting him guide her so she lay over his lap. Her torso and legs were supported by the mattress and her tummy rested over his knee. He raised her nightgown up over her bare ass.
“Easy, baby girl. Just relax.”
She snorted.
“I know,” he said with soft amusement. “Not the easiest thing to do, right? But it will feel much worse if you’re tense. Don’t worry, baby girl. Daddy won’t push you more than you can take. Trust me?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
More than she trusted anyone except Penny. She thought it said something that the two people she trusted most were related. He rubbed her bottom and she was embarrassed at how much of her was on display. You’ve been on display before. And in less than this.
Yes, but this felt different.
The first smack landed and she let out a small cry of surprise. Ouch! Crap!
Another smack to the next cheek. Okay, maybe this spanking thing was only appealing when she was reading about it.
“Little girl, while Daddy is spanking you, I want you to think about what you did. Why it was a naughty thing to do, and what you should have done instead.” As he spoke, he continued to pelt her bottom. Her bottom stung. The heat grew. She thumped her legs against the bed.
“Daddy, stop! Stop!”
“Not yet, baby girl.” There was a grim resignation in his voice. “We need to get rid of that guilt you’re feeling and for that to happen, you need to feel like you’ve been punished.”
By now her bottom was throbbing. Burning. Tears dripped down her cheeks.