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He pauses and rests his hand on my hot bottom. “What are you sorry for, Chloe?”

I sniffle and hold onto his pant leg. “I’m sorry for not calling you Daddy and then lying about it.”

“Is it going to happen again?”

“No!” I shake my head harder than necessary. “It won’t, Daddy.”

He massages my bottom for a few seconds. “Good.”

When he doesn’t start spanking me again, I think it’s over, and my heart falls a little. Was I expecting more? Hoping for more? I mean, it was painful, but it didn’t give me the euphoric feeling that Cali and Scarlet described.

“I want to make sure you remember this lesson for the rest of the day.”

Then, as quickly as he started the first time, he starts again, only this time his smacks are faster and harder. I start kicking my feet and whimpering as I grip his calf to keep me steady.

My entire bottom is on fire, but he continues to punish it thoroughly while I try to fight against his hold. My heart is racing. In a weird way, it’s like it’s soaring high in the sky during a beautiful summer day. It’s free.

“Owwie! Owwie!”

My eyes start to burn, and within a few seconds, tears track down my cheeks. Then, a sob breaks free, and years of pain I haven’t let go of come pouring out like a fountain.

Bash stops spanking and slowly pulls me up to sit on his lap. I wince when my tender skin brushes against his slacks, but the pain is quickly forgotten as he wraps me up in his arms.

“That’s my good girl. My beautiful, sweet, strong girl. You did so good, baby. Daddy’s so proud of you. So fucking proud.”

His praise makes me cry harder, but the tears are cathartic, and my heart is so full, it could explode any second.

“My good girl. Always Daddy’s good girl.”

He continues to whisper in my ear for a long time, even once I’ve stopped crying. I never want to leave the safety of his arms. Maybe I’m losing my mind, but I’m starting to understand why Bash wants to spend every second with me. I kind of want that too. To never leave his side.

When he finally stops, he carries me into the bathroom and sets me in front of the toilet.

“Go potty. I’m going to get you a glass of water, and then I’ll get you ready for work.”

I look up into his tender gaze and melt. “You don’t have to get me ready.”

He lowers his mouth to mine and gives me several soft kisses. “I’m your Daddy, and I want to. So let me take care of you, okay?”

As soon as he disappears from the bathroom, I lower myself to the toilet and flinch as the cold seat meets my hot flesh. When I’m done, I stand in front of the mirror and turn my lower body to get a look at my bottom. As soon as I see how fiery red my bottom is, I gasp. He truly covered every inch. It’s a good thing I don’t have to wear short dresses to work.

His chuckle startles me, and I quickly drop my dress.

“Your red bottom is a beautiful sight. I can’t wait to fuck you soon while it’s still nice and hot from a spanking.”

My clit tingles, and my entire body heats. His cock is rock-hard against his slacks. Holy hell. It looks huge.

“Blink, baby girl,” he teases.

I do, several times, and when I raise my gaze to his, he looks smug as hell.

“Here, drink this down.” He holds up a bottle of water to my lips. I try to take it from him, but he shakes his head.

Okay, apparently, he’s not letting me do it myself. I take several long drinks before he pulls the bottle away and sets it on the counter. Then he starts opening drawers.

“What are you looking for?”

“Washcloth.”

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