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“Even if you somehow finish all one hundred lines in the next twenty minutes, you’re still getting another spanking. Do you know why?”
Ugh, she hated having to answer that question. “Because I was naughty and I didn’t listen the first time?”
“That’s right. I can’t have my little girl thinking I don’t love her enough to punish her when she’s naughty, especially right now.” Stepping back, he turned her to face the desk. “Pull your PJs and your panties down again and sit your bare bottom in that chair. If you move again before I come back upstairs, we’ll add a round with the hairbrush before dinner. Understood?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Do I need to warm your bottom up again, or are you going to be a good girl?”
She rushed to bare her bottom and sit down, gasping when her still stinging skin connected with the wood. “I’ll be good, Daddy.”
“Thank you, baby. I’ll be back in a little bit.”
She’d picked up her pencil again and was halfway through rewriting her first line when he called her name. Twisting in her chair, she turned to face him.
“I love you, Livvy. I hope you know how much I love you.”
There was no place for sadness or resentment or any other yucky feelings with the love blooming inside of her. “I know. I love you too, Daddy.”
He grinned and blew her a kiss before disappearing down the hall. Olivia set to work on writing her lines again, this time with a smile on her face
By the timeDaddy came back upstairs, her hand had started to cramp up, but she hadn’t gotten up from her spot on the chair. When a large, familiar shadow fell across the desk, her tummy dropped. She was nowhere near done with all her lines.
“Let me see your lines, Livvy.”
“But I’m not done, Daddy.”
“I know. But you had plenty of time to finish before you decided to be naughty, didn’t you? Now, let me see.”
Pouting, she handed him the papers and kicked lightly at the desk while he inspected her work.
“You did a lot more than I thought you would be able to. I’m proud of you, Livvy.”
Despite the happy feelings his praise inspired, she shrugged. “I’m still gettin’ a whippin’.”
“Yes, you are, because you disobeyed Daddy. Do you know how many licks you’re getting?”
She shrugged again. “A thousand?”
His loud laughter teased a reluctant smile out of her. “Not hardly, little one. Twenty-two licks with the belt before bed. And if you’re a very good girl the rest of the night, we won’t have to add any more. Ready for dinner?”
Her tummy answered with a loud growl before she had a chance to say anything. Daddy laughed again and she grinned up at him. It hadn’t really occurred to her until just then how empty their house had sounded. There hadn’t been nearly enough joking and laughter during their ‘rough patch’.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Go wash your hands and meet me downstairs.”
She popped out of the chair and tripped over her PJs before she remembered to pull them up. When she did, she was a little disappointed her panties didn’t bother her bottom anymore. It had been ages since she’d felt that lingering soreness after a thorough punishment, and she’d missed it almost as much as the spankings themselves.
Hands thoroughly washed, she raced down the stairs to the kitchen. They had a dining room, but mostly they used it for fancy grownup parties. She loved her parties, but her favorite place to eat was at the little nook in the corner of the kitchen by the big bay window.
The scent of garlic and tomato sauce hit her as soon as she ran through the kitchen entryway. “Spaghetti? We’re having spaghetti?”
“Spaghetti and meatballs. From scratch, just like Nonna taught me,” James said with a wink.
Olivia was hopeless in the kitchen, a fact that had devastated her Nonna until James had come along, eager to learn. Falling easily into their routine, Olivia grabbed a set of plates and silverware and set the table. She was reaching for a bottle of wine when she remembered they were back to normal, which meant she needed to ask.
“Can we have wine with dinner, Daddy?”
“Sure. But just a small glass each.”
