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“I need to hear it.”

“Yes,” I say breathlessly.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

As if the word is a fuse to a bomb his hands grab me and flip me over on my bed, the springs making so much noise I’m expecting my mom to come in at any second.

I look back over my shoulder and watch as his hand moves around to his back and he pulls out something long and wooden from the top of his pants.

“What’s that, Daddy?”

“This is a paddle by Miss Rose. I’ve used it to break bones in the faces of men before, but I think it will work much better as an implement…what it’s intended for.”

“Wha…wha…what’s an implement?”

“It’s a fancy way of saying something is a piece of equipment used for a specific purpose.”

“And you’re going to break my face with it?” I cringe.

“No, Sweetheart. I’m going to break you in.”

And just like that he brings it down over my ass, the sting immediate and almost as if I wasn’t even wearing any panties at all.

“How does that feel?”

“I…I like it,” I call out, not afraid to admit my newfound kinky side to my Daddy.

“If it gets to be too much you say ‘zebra’ okay, darling?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He just shakes his head in disbelief.

“What’s wrong, Daddy? Why did you stop? I didn’t say zebra.”

“I know. It’s just that,” he shakes his head again. “I swear you were made for me and only me.”

Butterflies take flight in my stomach as I hear Alexander audibly inhale before his index finger hooks into the waistband of my panties, tugging them down to my thighs, a cool snap of air tickling my exposed lips. It’s the first time anyone has ever seen me there and it sends a rush shooting through me, knowing he’s looking at me and that I’m helpless underneath his grasp. He can literally do anything he wants with me. And he does.

The wooden paddle comes down on my ass again hard.

“Yes,” I cry out.

“In Russian,” he orders, spanking me again as moisture coats my inner thighs.

“Da.”

“You want more?”

“Da,” I repeat, and he doesn’t keep me waiting.

“What do you say to your Daddy?”

“Thank you. Spacibo,” I correct. “Bol'she,” I add, asking for more.

And he delivers.

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