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That large hand slammed into her bottom, setting her skin on fire with one swat. “Ow! Bryant, stop, that’s too hard!”

“Excuse me, young lady?” A second swat landed on the opposite cheek. “Who decides how hard naughty little girls get spanked?”

She howled when a third and fourth spank quickly followed. “You do, sir! I’m sorry!”

“Better.” With that, he focused on setting her ass on fire. God, she’d forgotten how hard he could spank when he wanted to teach her a lesson. And no amount of squirming and fighting allowed her to escape even a single punishing swat.

“Are you going to be a good little girl the rest of the night?” His assault on her bottom didn’t even slow as he lectured.

“Yes, sir! I promise, I promise!”

“Let’s make sure, shall we?” The final lightning round was applied to her sit spots, drawing a long screech from her.

By the time he finished, she was limp over his knee, whining and whimpering at the burning in her bottom. A burning that was matched only by the heat between her thighs. She couldn’t stop herself from pressing her hips into Bryant’s muscular leg, seeking some kind of release.

“Naughty girl,” Bryant said with a chuckle, giving her two more slaps to her bottom that just made her grind harder against his leg. “Up you go, so your Daddy can paddle you.”

Groaning, she stood and allowed him to lead her to the bed, where James was standing with the dreaded paddle in hand. “Daddy, Bryant spanked me really hard! You don’t have to paddle me; I swear I learned my lesson.”

“Nice try, little one. One more argument from you and I’ll start adding strokes. Get in position.”

With a heavy sigh of defeat, she rose on her tiptoes and bent over the side of the bed with her bottom high, waiting for the first blow.

“Why are you getting a paddling, little one?” James tapped the cool wood against her burning backside.

“Because I was naughty and I argued with you after you put me on restriction, Daddy.”

“Three swats, no noise whatsoever or it doesn’t count. Ready?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

The first blow took her breath away, and it took every ounce of willpower she had not to gasp or shriek at the thousands of little needles burning into her skin.

“That’s one. You did good, little one. Two more.”

The second swat was lower, but it covered enough of the same real estate that the burn brought tears to her eyes. Burying her face in her arms, she let out a slow, shuddering breath.

“Brave little girl.” Bryant’s murmur of approval was accompanied by his hand running over her aching bottom. “Almost done, and then we can have some fun, okay?”

Nodding, she braced herself for the final blow. This one caught her sit spots and the tops of her thighs, and she just barely stopped the scream burning in her chest. She did stomp her foot, but Daddy had never said she had to keep her feet on the floor, so she hoped he wouldn’t hold it against her.

“That’s our good girl. Come here.” James pulled her up and into his arms and she finally let out a whimper.

“Hurts, Daddy.”

“I know, little one.” Pulling away, he smiled down at her. “Are you going to be a good girl the rest of the night?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl. You can start by bending back over the bed so Bryant can plug your pretty little bottom.”

Turning away from her Daddy, she saw Bryant holding up one of her larger plugs. It was on the tip of her tongue to argue, but the paddling was fresh enough in her mind to remind her to behave. So she silently returned to the bed and draped herself over the edge once more.

“Maybe you need to paddle her more often, James.” Bryant’s voice was low and husky with need and amusement. “She’s so sweet and obedient afterwards. Hold her open for me.”

Warm hands, her Daddy’s hands, gripped her sore cheeks and separated them, baring her most intimate place to their view. Instinctively, she clenched, trying vainly to hide those secret parts.

“Relax, Livvy,” Bryant scolded gently. “You know it’s just going to hurt more if you fight us.”

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