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“My sweet Livvy. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“I know.” Sighing, she pressed her cheek to his leg. “I’m sorry I was naughty, Daddy.”
“Well, while we finish up your paddling, you can think about how much it hurts our relationship and your bottom when you let your pride get in the way of your submission.”
The brush slammed into her bottom again, and her world narrowed once more to the burning ache in her ass. The little break they’d taken had only served to make her bottom nice and tender when he started up again.
She swore up and down she would be a good girl forever and ever. No matter how silly she felt, she’d always listen to her Daddy and she’d never, ever give him a reason to spank her so hard ever again.
And when he focused on that sensitive curve where her bottom met her thighs, she felt the building pressure in her chest begin to crack. It hurt, God, it hurt so bad.
“Daddy! No!” she screeched when he landed several swats in the same spot. But her pleas went unanswered, and he repeated the process on the opposite cheek, and then back again a little lower, over and over again while she screamed and bucked and fought to free herself from the painful chastisement.
It wasn’t until the spanking slowed, giving her time to absorb each blistering swat, that she began to crumble. The breakdown started with a hitch in her breath, with tears burning in her throat and begging for release. After a set of particularly hard swats, she finally broke on a long, keening wail and collapsed over his knee, weeping out her pain and guilt.
“That’s my good girl. Let it out, little one.”
She jerked when his hand came to rest on her bottom again. Even that gentle touch burned, and she just knew she’d never sit comfortably for the rest of her life.
“H-hurts.”
“I know it does.” He talked her through her sobbing, and she focused on his low, soothing voice until her sobs quieted to sniffles and whimpers.
“Ready to get up?” he asked softly once she’d settled.
“Uh huh.”
He helped her stand, gathering her in his arms with her bottom hanging off the side of his lap. As much as her ass was killing her, the ache in her gut and her chest had disappeared. She’d accepted her punishment, and now the slate was clean.
Except it wasn’t.
“Oh, no.” Moaning, she pressed her face into her Daddy’s neck, the tears she’d just managed to get under control streaming down her face again.
“What is it, little one?” Worry filled his voice as James ran his hands down her body, like he was checking for broken bones or something. “Are you okay?”
“No! You’re still gonna… you know.” It was a struggle to get the words out, and when she finally did, they were a barely audible whisper. “Punish my bottom hole.”
The big jerk had the nerve to chuckle. “Yes, I am. But I’ll let you decide if you’d rather get it done now, or wait until after dinner.”
“Oh.” Her entire bottom felt like one giant bruise. Could she really take more punishment? On the other hand, could she stand waiting, knowing what was still coming? As much as it was going to hurt, there was no way she could go the rest of the evening with more punishment hanging over her head. “I don’t want to wait.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. Please, Daddy? I hate waiting.”
“All right, baby. Stand up.”
Trembling slightly, she stood and faced him. James reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a small bottle of lubricant. She watched, equal parts fascinated, aroused, and terrified as he unzipped his pants and released his cock. A small whimper escaped her throat when he covered the shaft with a small squirt of the lubricant.
“Turn around and bend over with your hands at your ankles.”
Her face heated with shame, and she wouldn’t have been surprised to find the blush covered her entire body. Especially since the heat seemed to radiate straight to her core. Even in the middle of what might be the worst punishment of her life, her body craved his touch.
Silently, she turned and bent at the waist, wrapping her fingers around her ankles. In this position, she was fully exposed to him, unable to hide any of the most secret parts of herself. Or that she was dripping with need.
A fact which her Daddy pointed out with a quiet chuckle as soon as she was in place. “Is my naughty little girl enjoying her punishment?”
“No!”
