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I honestly didn’t care if he did, but I said no anyway, because I knew it was the principle of the thing. After tonight, I was certain that Archer also had nothing to hide; he just wanted his privacy to be respected. I said ‘yes Daddy’ and the paddling stopped.
I drew a deep breath and waited for more lecture, or maybe another blow, but it never came. My ass was throbbing, and I was sure it was red, hot, and slightly swollen.
Archer moved around me; I couldn’t see him but I felt the movement and heard his footsteps. I wondered what was happening, but I didn’t feel like I could ask. I also wasn’t really sure I wanted to know.
“How are you, babygirl?” His voice cut through the commotion around us.
“I’m good, Daddy. Sore, and sorry.” I sniffled a little though I still hadn’t shed a tear.
“Remember your safeword?”
Oh, that was ominous. The urge to ask why was strong, but the urge to be a good girl and take it was stronger. “Yes, Daddy, I remember.” I was also deadass certain I wasn’t going to use it.
“Good. This next part is going to hurt a lot, baby.”
My stomach twisted but still my pussy betrayed me. I was so wet, I was sure to leave a puddle when I was finally let off this insane apparatus. There was a part of me that was relieved by his statement. I wanted not only the pain, but the tearful release I hoped would come with it.
Archer stood behind me and pressed something thin against my bottom. I didn’t have time to even think about what it might be before the most insane pain I’d ever felt lit my ass into a line of fire.
“Aaaaghhhh!” I screamed. “What the—?”
Somehow over the din and the sound of my own cries, I heard Archer’s chuckle.
“What in the devil is that?” I shrieked, straining to look over my shoulder.
Archer stepped into my line of vision and held up a long thin stick.
“Is that a freaking cane?”
He nodded with a smirk.
“I should have put that on my limits list,” I muttered, turning away.
“Safeword if you need to, but it will stop the implement, not the punishment altogether,” he warned.
I took a deep breath and searched the floor in front of me until I found the lady in red, making her my focal point like this was a hospital and I was in labor.
When the cane tore through the air, hitting my already inflamed butt again, I still wasn't ready. How does one get ready for such agonizing, searing pain?
I was ready for it to be over and I feared he was just beginning. Tears pricked the corners of my eyelids and I fought the very thing I'd been longing for.
Fresh hell sliced the skin on my bottom again and again. I struggled against the restraints holding me in place, but the fact that there was no getting away, that there was nothing for me to do but take it was calming somehow. It meant Archer was in complete control, and that meant that I wasn't.
There was something oddly freeing about that. Did I like being restrained?
I did. I did not like the cane. It slashed against my sit-spots, and I gasped for breath. My shoulders heaved. Archer was there immediately, rubbing them, kneeling in front of me, checking in.
The minute I saw him, I was a goner. Tears streamed down my face and I struggled to speak through them.
“Daddy… Daddy… I’m….”
“Shhh, babygirl, shhh, it's okay. Just breathe for Daddy.” He shushed me with a finger to my lips and I shook my head, fighting him off. I had to speak. What I needed to say was too important.
“I'm sorry!” I wailed. “So, so sorry! I've never had anyone who cared for me the way you do and I'm not used to… not being a bother if I ask questions. I'm definitely not used to honesty. But I should have known you were different. I mean, I did know it. I just… don't know how to act with different.”
Archer grabbed my hands and squeezed them tightly. “It's okay, baby girl. I'll teach you. Okay?”
“O-okay.” My voice came out shaky in a broken sob.
