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“Of course, my sweet girl,” he answered firmly, and he squeezed me a bit tighter. I laid my forehead against his chest. I breathed in the woodsy scent of his cologne and lost myself in the warmth of his steady embrace.
I was nervous about the punishment, but I felt safe because it was with him. I loved being with him. I adored being his little girl and having him as my daddy. He took care of me like no one ever had before and I cherished every moment of that.
I knew I would love him even more for doing this too.
I pulled back just enough to kiss his cheek.
“When you’re ready, stand back up and stand in front of Daddy. No rush. I’ll hold you for as long as you need, Cami-girl,” he murmured. His lips brushed against my forehead and my heart leapt into my throat.
I breathed slowly a few more times before I willed up the courage to do as he asked. He took my hands once again. His thumbs caressed the curves of my wrists in soothing circles.
“Daddy cares so very much for you, little girl. I know you didn’t mean to, but you caused me to worry when you didn’t come home. I was hurt that you didn’t call me,” he began.
I felt so very small and terribly guilty. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” I replied, my voice almost inaudible.
“Sometimes when you’re naughty, Daddy has to take you over his knee to remind you that you’re his little girl, doesn’t he?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I said, fidgeting.
“Sometimes, he spanks you to make your pretty little pussy wet, but there are other times he spanks your bare little bottom hard enough to teach you a lesson,” he continued.
“Daddy… Please,” I begged.
“You trust Daddy to decide when you need that kind of punishment, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I whined. He was right. I did trust him to decide something like that. His care and devotion to take care of me like that made me feel secure and safe and it was incredibly special to me, just like I knew it was to him.
“You deserve a very hard spanking, don’t you, little girl?” he asked, and his fingers held mine as if they never wanted to let go.
“Yes, Daddy… I… I deserve a hard spanking,” I sputtered.
“I think we should get that out of the way now, my sweet girl,” he coaxed, and I nodded, no longer capable of speaking. I looked fearfully at the paddle beside him.
“Daddy is going to start with his hand, little girl. Does that make you feel better?” he asked.
For some insane reason, it did. I lifted his hands to my lips and kissed his knuckles.
“It does, Daddy,” I whispered.
I stared down at his hands, mesmerized by them.
In Daddy’s hands, I was safe and protected. Some days they would pleasure me. Other days they would hold me, but today they were going to punish me.
Very gently, he pulled me over one knee. With his other leg, he pinned me into place so I couldn’t kick or squirm away from what was to come. I swallowed hard. He’d never used this position with me before, so it made me especially nervous. He grasped my panties and slowly dragged them down, revealing my vulnerable backside gradually enough to make my heart pound.
His palm settled on my bottom while his other hand pressed down on my hip.
“Tell Daddy in your own words why you are about to be punished, little girl,” he stated, his voice taking on a sternness that hadn’t been there before.
“Because I broke our rule, Daddy,” I whimpered.
“That’s only part of it, little girl. Why did Daddy give you that rule?”
“Because you care about me, Daddy,” I wailed. I hid my face in our comforter. With increasing nervousness, I drummed my toes on the floor because that was pretty much the only thing that I was capable of. In response, he repositioned me so that my feet could no longer reach the carpet beneath me.
“That’s right, Cami-girl,” he pressed. “Daddy cares so very much about you and sometimes that means spanking your bare little bottom until it’s bright red and very sore.”
His fingers kneaded my flesh, almost like he was preparing it for what was to come. Even though I was apprehensive, I could feel my arousal brewing. My clit pulsed hard several times and I gasped into the quilt as his fingers delved between my legs. His fingertips slid along my flesh, and it was then I recognized that I was soaked.
