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“Ugh, no. Waiting will just make it worse.”
“Okay.” Still looking uncertain, Michelle nodded. “Well, if it’s too intense, you can use the Ranch safewords and he’ll honor them.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” With another deep breath, Allie squared her shoulders. “Let’s do this.”
Nick was right where they’d left him, perched on the side of the bed. Only, now he’d rolled the sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows. Why the sight of a man’s forearms made her mouth water, Allie wasn’t sure, but god did it ever. It was too bad she’d gotten in trouble at Sadie’s and earned herself twenty-four hours of no orgasms. Just the sight of him had her aching with need.
But then he crooked a finger at her and pointed to the spot directly in front of him, and she was reminded she still had a spanking coming, and not the fun kind. Dragging her feet, she moved to stand in the indicated spot, her head bowed.
“Eyes on me, little one.”
Heart hammering against her rib cage, she forced her head up. “Yes, Sir?”
“Do you understand why you’re about to get your naughty little bottom roasted?”
“Yes, Sir. I used a rude word towards you and Shelly, ‘cuz I was frustrated, but being frustrated is no excuse to lash out at people.”
“Very good. I am only going to use my hand this time, but the next time we have to have this conversation you will get five with my belt as well. Am I understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you have any questions for me, before we begin?”
“Ummm, no. I don’t think so.”
“All right. Let’s get this bottom nice and red.”
As if in a trance, she let herself be bared and guided over his lap, her torso and legs stretched out on the bed on either side of him. A large, heavy hand rested on her bottom, rubbing gently until she felt the stress leaching out of her muscles.
“Ready, little one?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Even Master Derek’s punishment hadn’t prepared her for how hard Nick could spank. And he didn’t even give her a moment to pause and catch her breath before the next blistering swat landed.
“Ow, ow, ow, that hurts!”
“At the risk of sounding cliché, little one, it’s meant to hurt. That’s how Little girls learn their lesson.”
Yeah, she knew that, but thisreallyhurt! More than she was used to, and for a split second she was doubting the sanity of wanting a Daddy in her life. Even Michelle’s paddle didn’t hurt as much as his hand!
“Nick, that’s too hard!” Michelle’s frantic voice rose over the steady sound of Nick’s palm connecting with Allie’s bottom.
To Allie’s surprise, he paused, his hand resting heavily on her punished skin. “Allison? What color are you, little one?”
“Oh, um. Green?”
“And you know how to tell me if I’m giving you more than you can take?”
“Yes, Sir. I can say ‘Yellow’ or ‘Red’ and you’ll know to stop for real.”
“Good girl,” he praised, giving her bottom a gentle pat. “Michelle, if you don’t want to watch, you can go put your nose in the corner. But you will not interfere again, am I understood?”
“But she’s not used to—”
“Michelle.” Nick’s tone held a wealth of warning, and Allie silently prayed Michelle would heed it. “Corner, now. You’ve lost your choice in the matter.”
“That’s not fair!”
