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Chapter 6
Keri
I sat there on the couch, unable to stop the way my fingers were trembling. I pressed my thighs together, well aware of the fact I was soaking wet. I know he couldn’t see that, not yet anyway, but I knew he would soon.
“Stand up, little girl,” he instructed gently. His words weren’t harsh or cruel by any means, but they were expectant and that made me want to obey him even more.
With a shaky breath, I pushed myself up to my feet. His palms grasped my shoulders, sliding down until he gripped my upper arms, squeezing them softly as if he was telling me that my obedience pleased him.
He carefully turned me around as his fingers caressed my neck. His touch was soothing, and it calmed me even though he was about to strip me bare and spank my bottom hard.
“Unbutton your blouse for me,” he directed, and my fingers fumbled to do as he asked. It took me at least double the time that it usually did to fully undo every button. When I was done, he very slowly grasped the shirt and pulled it down my arms until it was free from my body. I shivered hard. He ran his fingers down my spine and I was almost sad that there was still a layer of fabric between his skin and mine.
He unzipped the back of my skirt himself. I didn’t dare move as he pushed my skirt down my hips until it fell to the floor. With care, he guided one foot out of it after the next and folded it with my blouse.
Next came my tank top. He grasped the bottom of it and dragged it up my body, baring my matching lingerie set to his eyes. I couldn’t see him watching, but I knew he was. I could feel his eyes on my skin.
“These are very becoming on you, little girl,” he murmured, and I couldn’t help but blush a little bit. I chewed my bottom lip as the effect of his words weighed heavy on me. Even though I’d been naughty and was about to be punished for it, he had made me feel beautiful all the same.
With practiced ease, he pinched the clasp of my bra and it came undone. He slid the straps down my arms and once it was free, I moved to cover my breasts with my arms. He didn’t say anything about it as he pushed my panties down my hips until they pooled at my ankles.
“Step out of your panties, little girl,” he guided.
I whimpered and did what he wanted even though my legs were trembling so hard that they felt like jelly.
He knelt behind me and picked them up off the floor. He grazed his thumb of the gusset and cleared his throat.
“They’re soaking wet, little girl. Look at the wet spot you left behind for me to find,” he said calmly.
My eyes flashed down to the sodden fabric. They were so damp that I blushed heatedly as a soft whimper escaped my lips.
“Step out of your shoes for me, little girl,” he said sternly.
He picked them up off the floor and gathered all of my folded clothing in his arms.
“You will wait here while I lock these up. You will think about the fact that you’re entirely naked and about to go over Daddy’s knee for a hard spanking, do you understand me, little girl?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied so quietly that I wasn’t sure if he heard me.
“Good girl,” he said. I watched him turn and walk out of the room for the second time that day. I worried my bottom lip with my teeth. I had never been more aware of my nakedness than I was right then. My inner thighs were slick with my wetness and my breasts felt heavy with arousal. My nipples were so incredibly hard, and I had to do everything in my power not to take them in my fingers and touch them.
Every muscle in my body was twitching with sensation. Even my bottom felt more sensitive than ever, as if I was already over his knee getting spanked. I stepped from one foot to the other, hugging my chest even more tightly as I struggled to come to terms with what was about to happen.
I’d come to him to ask for help.
Again.
I’d lied and he’d caught me.
Again.
I was going over his knee for a sound spanking meant to teach me that lying to Daddy was naughty.
Again.
My hearing was heightened. I heard his heels clicking against the tile as he walked down the stairs and through the doorway back into the study with me. If he was pleased that I was still standing in the room, he didn’t show it.
“Hands on the back of your head, little girl. Daddy wants to see that beautiful little body,” he instructed.
