Dropping his black play bag beside the chair, he shrugs out of his coat and drapes it over the back of the chair before sitting and crooking a finger at me. “Come here, young lady.”
My body obeys him before my mind has time to even process the request. Heart hammering against my ribcage, I shuffle forward to stand in front of him.
“Eyes on me, Juniper.”
Sniffling back tears, I lift my watery gaze to his. “I’m really sorry, Daddy. It just slipped out.”
“Well after tonight I can guarantee you’ll think twice about letting any more naughty words ‘just slip out’.”
Taking my hand, he pulls me down over his hard thighs. My stomach is fluttering wildly, and even though I know I’m in Big Trouble, my clit throbs with need as he flips my tutu up to expose my bottom.
And when he sighs, heavy and disappointed, the butterflies in my stomach go even more wild.
“What are the rules about panties, Juniper Skye?”
Oh, fuck. I completely forgot about the cute little panties with the dancing dinosaurs I’d picked out to wear beneath my skirt. “N-no panties when I’m with Daddy.”
Unlike the No Swearing rule, the underwear rule came about later. It’s meant to be a signal for him that I’m feeling a bit out of sorts and need more of his attention than usual.
Well. I’m about to have all theattentionmy poor ass can handle.
Crap.
There’s a tugging sensation as he pulls the forbidden panties down to my knees, baring my ass to the small crowd that’s gathered to watch.
God, please kill me now.
It’s not that I mind being naked in front of people. When I first started going to kink clubs it was a little weird, I’ll admit, but I got over my inhibitions pretty quickly.
No, what I hate specifically is being punished in front of people. There’s something about being so aware that everyonewatchingknowswhat a naughty Little girl I was that makes my whole body heat with humiliation.
And my pussy weep with need.
A large hand cups my ass, squeezing hard enough to send a flash of pain coursing through me and to snap my attention back to my Daddy.
“I’m very disappointed in your behavior tonight, little girl. You’re getting a long warmup with Daddy’s hand and then ten with Daddy’s belt.”
Fresh tears well in my eyes. Not because of the punishment he’s laid out, but because of that word.Disappointed. As much as I enjoy being a brat and earning as many fun spankings as I can during our time together, I hate actually disappointing him.
But before I can apologize again, his hand leaves my ass and comes crashing down once more. The stinging pain knocks the air from my lungs and I can’t even cry out. It takes three full spanks for me to be able to drag in enough of a breath to vocalize my pain.
“Owie, Daddy, I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
“You are going to be very sorry by the time I’m through with you, little girl.”
CHAPTER 2
SEBASTIAN
There is absolutely nothing I love more than having a naughty babygirl over my lap, her bottom turning redder and redder beneath my palm with every punishing swat. I prefer it when she’s only in the playful kind of trouble, but I have no problem punishing her for real when the situation calls for it.
And this situation certainly calls for it.
Determined to make this a lesson she doesn’t forget anytime soon, I land several swats in the same spot, over and over until her cries turn to real distress. My Junie hates that particular move, which is why I save it for when she’s landed herself in particularly hot water.
“Daddy, please! It’s too hard! It hurts!”
Tightening my hold on my wriggly babygirl, I repeat the punishment on the opposite cheek. “It’s meant to hurt, little girl. So that maybe the next time you’re tempted to say something so rude and nasty to your friend you’ll think twice.”
