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After pulling the message onto the screen, she drops the phone into my hand.
Unknown Number: You are being naughty.
“You promised you’d tell me if you got any more messages,” I say, putting the phone back onto the table and taking mine out from my pocket. “I’m going to message Marcus, then we’ll discuss why you broke your promise.”
After sending off a message, I turn to Violet, whose head is down and her arms are wrapped around herself.
“Is this a game to you?” I demand. “Are you only pretending to be a little girl?”
My fear rises to the surface.
“No!” Violet takes my hand, her eyes filling with unshed tears. “Not once today did I have to remind myself to act like an adult. With you, I could be myself.”
“We were having fun. It has been a great day,” I agree. “And I’ve loved being your Daddy, but you promised me you’d tell me. It’s about keeping you safe. We don’t know who he is or what he’s capable of.”
“No, you’re right,” she says softly. “I did promise I would tell you.”
“I think you should be punished, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Let’s go into the playroom for your spanking,” I say, extending my hand to her, letting her choose if this is something she really wants or not. We haven’t discussed punishments yet in detail, and I won’t push this if she really doesn’t want it. I see her hesitate and soften my voice. “Violet, it’s okay. If you’re not up for this, we can find something else. My job is to keep you safe. I won’t harm you.”
Slowly, she places her palm in mine. When she nods, I lead her back down the hallway to the playroom. Entering the room, I walk toward the spanking chair and sit down.
Dropping her hand, I place mine on her hips and pull her between my legs, noticing she’s crying. “You doing okay, baby?”
She nods and says weakly, “Yes.”
“This is a test for the both of us,” I say seriously. “To see if we fit as Daddy and his little girl."
“We’re totally going to pass,” she says confidently, her cheeks still wet.
“I’m going to take off these cute leggings now,” I tell her, reaching to tug down the waist.
“I can do it,” she says, stepping back and doing it herself.
I let her. She needs to be in control of her first punishment. Next time, it will be me baring her bottom for a spanking. I have no doubt that there will be a next time. My little professor is independent and must be reminded that she has someone to care for her now.
When her beautifully bare pussy comes into view, she instinctively reaches down to cover herself.
I place my hands on hers, tugging them away and saying, “Don’t hide from Daddy.”
I help her step the rest of the way out of her leggings. Guiding her back between my legs, I press a kiss on the top of her mound, making her gasp and run her fingers through my hair. Moving away, I look up at her, attempting to gauge her feelings.
“Have you been spanked as an adult?” I ask, wanting to gather more information before I begin.
“Yes,” she mutters, biting her lip. “But we kept our pants on in the playroom at House Esclavage. I didn’t enjoy it.”
“And you were okay emotionally afterward?”
She nods, her brow scrunched up with an unspoken question.
I take her palms and rub my thumbs against the backs of her hands. “I just need to ensure you’ll be okay, during and after.”
“I won’t. My butt will hurt,” she quips with a nervous grin.
I smile at her. “If you want me to stop at any time, say Stop Etienne, and everything stops, all right?”
