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“Message received, sir.” She saluted to let him know she didn’t want any further punishments, then, she undid her pants and wriggled out of them.
Rainer watched carefully, and then, when he saw her panties, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.
“Are those…?”
“They’re my panties, Daddy,” Esme said with as much dignity as she could muster.
“If I’d have known that this is the kind of underwear hippie chicks wear…”
Esme put her hands on her hips. “Hippie chick?!”
“You do tarot readings and you want to be a professional yoga instructor.”
She couldn’t help but let a smile play across her face. “And what about this?” She pulled her top up over her head, feeling the fabric graze her already hard nipples as she did so. “Is this the kind of bra a hippie chick would wear?”
“Apparently, yes,” Rainer said, his eyes glued to her chest. “Hot damn, Esme, you’re gorgeous.”
There was that burn in her cheeks again. It was getting to be a very familiar feeling.
“Should I take these off now?”
Rainer leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, and nodded. Why was it that Esme felt as though he was enjoying this?
She unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
“Darling, remember, we tidy as we go.” He pointed to a chair where the rest of her clothes had been folded. Esme made a little indignant noise, then bent down to pick up her bra. She let her ass stick up in the air for a moment longer than she needed to, knowing that Rainer would like the show. Then, she stood up and slipped off her panties, too.
“Daddy can take those for you,” he said, holding out his hand, trying his best to sound like someone who hadn’t been checking out her butt just now.
There was something so indescribably intimate about handing him her underwear, still warm from her body. He thanked her and put her clothes down on the chair.
“I’m gonna hate this,” she said, shivering. Her skin was already puckered with goosebumps and her nipples were hard as rock.
“It’ll be over before you know it. Come on, stop putting it off, Little one. And next time you’re thinking about breaking Daddy’s rules, remember this feeling. Hopefully, it’ll put make you think twice.”
It’s hard to describe why exactly Esme was so scared of the cold. There was something primal and ancient about it. She knew how horrible it would feel, how raw she’d be.
“Come on, come on, come on,” she whispered under her breath. “People go through so much worse than this.” She stepped over the threshold.
“Ready?” Rainer asked.
She nodded.
Without any more warning or notice, Rainer flipped the faucet next to the shower, and a moment later, a torrent of icy cold water engulfed her.
The instant the water hit it was like she forgot who she was. No past, no future, there was just the cold. It knocked the breath out of her, like all the air in her lungs had been pushed straight out.
“Holy, holy, holy,shit!” she screamed, not caring about cussing. There was no way she could stop herself right now. “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.” She was prancing from foot to foot as her body tingled in the cold. She rubbed her arms, shook her head, breathed deep, didanythingshe could to try to warm up, try to remember that she was alive.
“You’re doing great, my little icicle. Not much longer now.”
“Arrgghhhh!” She barely recognized the primal sounds she was making. How had early peoples ever managed to survive the freezing cold conditions they’d been exposed to? Never mind that — how did animals like horses manage to just stand in the rain for hours without constantly yelping and screaming?
Then, just when she thought she couldn’t take another second, it was over. She was left panting and shivering in the cubicle, but only for a moment, before Rainer stepped in and wrapped her up in the coziest, snuggliest, thickest towel that she’d ever felt.
“D-d-d-daddy,” she said, her teeth chattering, “I made it.”
“You did,” he said, rubbing her body through the towel. She felt her nerves start to tingle as warmth returned to her at his touch. “I’m proud of you. You just did something really hard.”
