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I panicked a little, not because he was coming, but because he was coming for a particular reason, and that would begin with my punishment. My hands squeezed around the paddle. He was going to use this, and I already knew it was really going to sting. My mind raced with possibilities. What would happen afterwards?
My pussy tightened, hopeful that he might take me there, but a deeper, much more nervous part of me knew that wasn’t going to be the case. My bottom hole clenched, and my panic got worse. He’d insinuated taking me there once in passing and I’d brushed it off, but this time felt different from that. My muscles tensed and I swallowed anxiously. If he did indeed fuck my virgin bottom, would it hurt?
That’s a dumb question. Of course it’s going to hurt. You need it to hurt because you need to know how much he cares.
I squeezed my eyes shut, my thighs trembling beneath me. The room seemed too quiet, and then I heard the mechanism of the lock at the door engaging. My breath caught in my throat, and I whimpered out loud as the door slid open behind me. I heard it close, and the mechanism whirred once again, locking shut.
“There’s my girl,” he said softly, the gentle purring rumble as refreshing as a glass of ice-cold water in the middle of a blazing hot desert.
Cormac was here.
I released that single breath and my relief at his presence chased all my panic and nerves away.
“Daddy,” I sighed happily.
“It makes me very happy to see that you obeyed my instructions,” he said.
The sound of his voice was much closer. “I think there’s only one thing that would make this that much better.”
He was right behind me now. His hand edged along the small of my back, drifting down the round globes that were soon going to be quivering beneath his hands. His fingertips brushed against the back of my thigh as they curled around the bottom hem of my dress. He lifted it slowly. I furrowed my brow in confusion as he rolled it up before a flash of recognition jolted through me as he tucked it into the waistband of my panties.
I blushed furiously, hiding my face in the corner as much as I could. Even with my panties still up, this felt more embarrassing than I thought possible. With my panty-clad bottom exposed, I could think of nothing other than the fact that the time to deal with the consequences of my actions had finally come. I was still holding the paddle in the same position behind my back. My bottom cheeks quivered, knowing that they were soon going to feel its bite.
“Now you look like a very naughty girl who’s waiting for her daddy to come up to her room and give her the spanking she needs,” he murmured, and my pussy practically wept with my arousal.
“Daddy,” I whimpered, which only made me feel littler, and my cheeks burn that much hotter.
“Come here, baby girl. Leave your dress the way Daddy put it,” he said softly.
I turned and practically ran into his arms. I wrapped mine around his waist as he clutched at me. His fingers dug into me, but I didn’t even care because he was finally here. He looked just as good as he always did, dressed in an expensive black suit with a patterned silk tie around his neck. His jawline was a little scruffier than I remembered, but it made him seem a bit gruffer. I liked it. His eyes were bloodshot, but he was still the same Cormac I remembered. The scent of his cologne swirled around me, and I clung to him as if he was my very own comfort blanket.
“I missed you,” I whispered quietly.
“I missed you too, my baby girl,” he answered, and he squeezed at me even more tightly.
When he pulled back, he cupped my face in his palm. His raw emotion was written all over his face as I stared into his captivating gaze, losing myself in it for just a moment. He lifted me up off the floor and carried me to the couch. I expected him to put me over his knee right then, but he pulled me into his lap instead.
“I want to hold you,” he stated, his voice a little gruff.
“I’d like that,” I admitted.
He dragged his fingertips up and down my spine, soothing me with his touch. I curled against him, pressing my ear to his chest so I could listen to his steady, calming heartbeat.
I knew that I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
“I’m really glad you came,” I confessed, and he kissed the top of my head.
“I am too,” he murmured.
We sat together like that for a long time. Eventually, he cleared his throat, and I knew the time had come. He needed to punish me, and I needed him to do it. He held out his hand and with increasing trepidation, I placed the paddle in his palm. I knew better than to keep it from him. That would probably only make things worse for me.
“Go stand in the corner for five minutes, baby girl. Hands behind your head and your bottom out. I want you thinking about exactly why you’re going over Daddy’s knee in just a moment.”
I had thought that maybe I’d try to fight or flee when the moment came, but it was as if my feet moved with a life of their own. They carried me back to the corner and I followed his instructions without a second thought of running or hiding ever again.
“I thought we could go over all the naughty things you did this week. I could list them all for you, but I think you should be the one to tell me what they are. I wouldn’t want to miss anything,” he commanded, and my stomach clenched hard.
“Can’t you just get the spanking over with?” I whined.
