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“Now comes the fun part,” the nurse said, moving to the built-in countertop and returning with a basket. “What Band-Aid would you like?”
Choosing a neon pink one with tiny white polka dots, Jane turned to her daddy. “Can you put it on, Daddy?”
“Certainly, honey,” he said, applying it and then bending to place a kiss on top of the bandage.
Jumping off his lap, she said, “Thank you, can we go eat now? I’m starving and you promised coffee!”
“No, we’re not done. You still need to see Dr. Harper.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Oh, right. But the bloodwork is done. I’m sure I have time for a cup of coffee first. Doesn’t this office at least have a Keurig?” His shaking head did not make her happy, and neither did Nurse Julie’s offer.
“Don’t fret, Miss Janie. You’ve been such a little darling. It’s nice to have such a brave and good patient to start my morning. I’ll be happy to bring you some juice and a snack after we get your urine sample, honey.”
Jane didn’t know if that was some sort of praise or subtle warning, but she honestly didn’t care. “I don’t want juice; I want coffee and a lot of it!”
“Jane, settle down. You are being rude and throwing a fit is not acceptable.”
“Neither is breaking your promise!”
“Nurse, would you mind giving us a minute?”
“Certainly.”
The moment Julie opened the door, Jane was right behind her. Her squeal of surprise when she was lifted off her feet rang out down the hallway before she was carried back into the exam room and the door shoved closed by her daddy’s foot.
“Put me down!”
Her daddy plopped her onto the exam table, instantly caging her in with his arms planted next to her hips, his body leaning toward her so that she had to lean back, her hands splayed against the white paper that covered the table. “You need to calm down, young lady. We’ve discussed this—”
“We didn’t discuss how the hell I’m supposed to pee in some cup when I haven’t had anything to drink in forever! I’ve got to have coffee or at least a Coke!”
“It’s quite obvious that you are addicted to caffeine, which is not healthy. And as far as providing a sample, I assure you that you will be doing so.”
“Good luck with that! You can’t force me to pee!”
“I would not need or desire to force you to urinate.” He paused, his eyes darkening. “You will either be a good little girl and obey Nurse Julie, or Dr. Harper will take the sample himself.”
Jane scoffed, “Oh, so he will force me—”
“No, Jane, the doctor will simply insert a catheter into your urethra and empty your bladder—”
The very thought of that being a possibility had her bladder clenching and her eyes going wide. “This is-is bullshit! I didn’t agree to this!”
“Wrong,” he said. “You agreed last night when you accepted me as your daddy.”
“I’ve changed my mind! I don’t want a daddy and I don’t want to play Little anymore!”
“No? You could have fooled me. You’re certainly doing a great job at being a Little. You are throwing a temper tantrum worthy of a spoiled toddler. Last chance—”
“Fuck yo—”
She never got to finish her vulgar curse as he easily lifted her, ignoring the fact that she tore the white paper from the table as she attempted to retain her seat. All she could do was drop the paper and clutch his leg as she was placed over his thigh, his foot propped up on a stool, keeping her well above the floor. Before she could blink, she felt his arm pulling her tightly into his waist. To her horror, he flipped up her skirt, yanked down her panties and his hand slapped down on her bare bottom. Shocked, it took a stroke delivered sharply, and quite loudly, to each globe of her butt before she shrieked, her legs kicking and her hands hammering at his calf. Cracks as loud as gunshots joined the sound of her shrieks as he began to pepper her bottom. It didn’t take a half dozen before she whipped one arm behind her, attempting to cover his target.
A bit shocked when the swats stopped, she thought she’d won until the next swat landed on her right thigh, instantly reminding her that he’d said there were a lot of places where a naughty girl could be spanked. The stroke against her left thigh had her squealing. “I’m sorry! Please, Daddy, not there!”
“Naughty girls who cover their asses get their thighs spanked,” he said calmly.
After another pair of swats, she lifted her hand from her bottom and waved it in the air. When he took it, she didn’t attempt to pull it free, even when he pinned it to the small of her back.
