Feeling like Daddy has just abandoned me.
He told me he would never be apart from me, but he just left me in the kennel. I look down at my hands, gripping the bars ofthe kennel. They are the only things keeping me up. He is right about one thing: I would not have been able to walk to Leah if he had placed me down.
“Nora,” Daddy growls as he stands in front of the office door. “What did Daddy say about standing?”
I open and close my mouth as I stare at him. Shit. I knew I had stood up, but it was because Daddy was leaving and I didn’t want him to. I’ve never been away from him, but he just walked out of the office like it didn’t mean anything to him.
Daddy strides over to his desk and places the papers down before turning to me. I take a deep breath in and slowly let it out.
“You have been extremely naughty today,” he states, picking me up.
“Wait,” I squeak.
“No. I told you many times not to stand up in the kennel. I told you not to ask me about visiting Leah again. I told you that it was up to me whether you would see her or not, and you still asked about her. I’m not going to let you walk all over me. I was trying to be kind and think about your feelings, but I see now that I need to show you that I am serious.” He sits in his chair before placing me over his lap.
“Wait, you don’t need to do this. Please, don’t do this. I promise I will be good,” I beg him. “I won’t stand in the kennel again.”
“No,” he says. “We are going through this.”
Daddy pulls my diaper off me, and my eyes go wide.
“Please, don’t do this. Wait until we get back to the apartment,” I say.
“I told you before that I did not mind that it was in the office. You should have thought about that before you asked about seeing Leah again. You knew it was naughty, yet you still did it.” Daddy starts to slowly rub my bottom.
“Wait. Please,” I plead.
But before I can say anything else, several smacks land on my bottom, making me cry out in pain. Tears pool in my eyes as I thrash around in his lap. Daddy just moves, so he’s holding my legs down with his own and places a gentle hand on my lower back.
“You’re going to be a good girl and take this punishment,” he says. “Then all will be forgiven.”
I open my mouth just as Daddy lands several more swats on my bottom. I hit his leg, trying to get him to let me go.
“Please,” I beg him.
But he continues to pepper my bottom and sit spot with smacks. Tears run down my face, and I take a deep breath, letting out a sob as my bottom stings and throbs from the pain.
“Please,” I beg as I go limp over his lap.
Daddy spanks me two more times before he pulls me up and hugs me.
“You were so good for taking your punishment. All is forgiven now,” he gently says in my ear.
Tears race down my face as he holds me, running his hands up and down my back. My bottom is aching.
“I know,” he coos at me.
I don’t know how long we sit there for, Daddy calming me, but I pull away from him and look at my hands, making sure my bottom isn’t touching his legs.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
“My bottom hurts,” I mumble.
“It’s going to hurt for some time. To remind you. But is everything else okay?”
I sigh and nod.
“Good. Why don’t you go lie down in the kennel while Daddy finishes up his work? Do you want a bottle?” he asks.
