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"No, b-but," she stuttered, looking at him.
"But, I never mentioned clothing at all."
He hadn't. She had just assumed. Oh. There she went again, assuming things without thinking things through.
"I guess you didn't," she confirmed.
"Roll over."
"What?" The blasted man was all over the place.
"What is not the right answer." Luca took matters into his own hands and rolled her from her side onto her stomach. His large hand descended on her sore, throbbing behind. She shot her hands back to protect herself.
"No, ma'am. Move those hands right now."
"It hurts!"
"It's about to hurt a lot more. One—"
"Why are you counting?"
"Two…"
Teagan looked at him, her eyes pleading. His hands moved to his belt, and her hands flew off of her behind and grabbed the quilt. Luca continued his assault on her butt then quickly turned her back onto her side again.
"No more assumptions. No more jumping to conclusions. You can always talk to me. If you have questions, I will answer them. As long as you are respectful, I will never discipline you for sharing your concerns, criticisms, or thoughts with me. But, Teagan, there will be no more calling me by name in this room. In here, I am Daddy. Always, your Daddy. I will take care of you, darlin'. I will love you; I will discipline you when needed, and I will bring you to heights of pleasure that you have never even been able to imagine before. Understand?"
"Yes, Daddy." The heat that had started to subside was back, and now she had to pee, too. She shifted in the bed, just enough to relieve some of the pressure off of her bladder.
"Go," Luca said, pointing to the bathroom.
Why did he read her so well? She scurried off the bed and into his master bathroom. Her butt screamed when it hit the coolness of the toilet seat, and she cringed. She couldn't believe she had just consented to having her butt beaten to a pulp by a handsome, muscular, Navy SEAL. She couldn't believe he would be interested in her. But here they were.
Wiping, she was shocked at the amount of moisture between her legs. She was soaking wet with arousal. Luca's spanking her—no, her Daddy spanking her; she would have to think of him as such or she would keep slipping and calling him by name—had caused her clit to swell and fluids to gush from her. What a contradiction. The spanking had hurt. It had hurt a lot. She didn't want to feel his hand on her ass again anytime soon. But, it had also caused ever bit of her lady parts to scream in want for him.
"Lost in thought on the toilet. That's a new one," Luca said from the doorway.
"I think I am just tired, Daddy."
"I can see that. What time have you been going to bed?"
"Umm," she said, making a show out of washing her hands.
"Do I need to set a bedtime for you?" Luca asked sternly.
"No! No, Daddy," she protested the idea.
"Then, you will make responsible choices and go to bed at a reasonable hour going forth, correct, darlin'?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Do you know how many hours of sleep is responsible?"
"Six?" Teagan asked, hopeful. Please say six. Please say six. She was a bit of a night owl and had insomnia. Some nights, she was lucky if she got four hours of sleep. Luca's chuckle told her otherwise.
"Eight," he said.
She groaned. "I was afraid you were going to say that."
