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But then I keep seeing her on the floor of the bedroom, fearing the worst. She doesn’t take care of herself. She treats herself like she’s expendable, and it grates on my nerves more than I expected it to.
After today, the whole thing will be forgotten and we’ll go back to the way things were. But for now, she owes me.
When she’s done eating, I take her plate and kiss the top of her head.
“Are you still mad at me?” she asks, and it nearly breaks my heart. She must feel awful because this is not the same girl who fought me off when I tried to carry her home with me, after finding her sleeping in her van. The remorse on her face is real.
“No, Daisy. I’m not mad at you.”
“Yes, you are,” she argues weakly.
“No,” I bark. “I’m not.” But I can see why she thinks I’m angry with her. Isoundangry.
Her innocent, round eyes gaze at me as if she’s waiting for more. “But…” she whispers.
“But I still want to punish you.”
Her soft, white eyebrows pinch together as she whispers, “Punish me?”
My cock twitches in my pants. “What did I tell you I was going to do if you were bad, Daisy?”
She swallows, her lips parting as she leans in ever so slightly. “Put me over your knee.”
“I think you deserve that. What do you think?”
“Yes,” she replies without hesitation.
She looks petrified, her eyes wide and her breathing shallow.
“Yes, Daddy,” she adds in a small voice, and at that, my cock practically jumps.
“Good girl, Daisy.” I kiss her forehead. “Now go take your clothes off and wait for me on my bed.”
She nods, forcing in a deep breath as she walks away.
After she’s disappeared into the room, I take my time cleaning up the plates from dinner. I want her to wait. I want to take my time with her, and if I rush in there too eager, she’s going to see me crack. And I can’t have that.
So, when I’m ready, I unbutton the sleeves of my shirt and walk into the bedroom. She’s sitting on the edge of the bed, staring down at the floor while she waits. At the sound of my footsteps, her head snaps up to stare at me with anticipation.
I stop in the doorway. We’re doing this a little backward, but everything with Daisy has been unconventional, so I’m not really surprised. Even still, I need to make sure I don’treallyhurt her.
“I need to know you consent to this, Daisy.”
“I do,” she replies quickly. Her voice is a sweet wisp of warm air. It almost makes this both harder for me and more appealing. I know behind that innocent face and pretty voice is a girl who is tough as nails. She’s been through hell. She’s survived on her own. She doesn’t need me, but I know she wants to pretend she does.
And more importantly, I know that she wantsthis.
The punishment, the penance, and the forgiveness.
“If it becomes too much for you, just say red, and I’ll stop. Understand?”
She nods, those big blue eyes gazing up at me wantonly.
“You have to sayred, Daisy. If you tell me to stop or that it hurts, I won’t stop. Is that clear?”
I watch her chest rise and fall with each breath. Her knuckles turn white as she squeezes the down comforter in her fists. I can see her trembling from here.
“Yes. I understand.”
