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“Yes, Daddy. Because I didn’t tell you that I was being a scaredy-cat who was worried that the bogeyman was going to jump out of the closet or that zombies might attack.”

Smack!

“Ouch!”

“Do not call yourself names. It’s now a count of fifteen.”

“Fifteen, Daddy? Noooo!”

“Yes. I won’t have you keeping things from me or putting yourself down. If you don’t know by now that you’re everything to me, then I’m obviously not doing a very good job as your Daddy.”

She gasped in horror. “No, Daddy! That’s not true!” She hated that he might think that. “You’re the best Daddy ever!”

“I hope so. Because I love you very much and I only ever want you to know that you’re loved, safe, and precious.”

Before she could reply, he started spanking her. The smacks were hard and fast. They rained down on her bare ass, making her kick her legs and cry out.

“Daddy, stop!” she yelled.

But he didn’t stop. Because that wasn’t her safeword. Spank after spank landed until her ass was hot and throbbing and she was slumped on his lap, sobbing.

He stopped. “All done, baby. Shh. Hush, now.” He settled her on his lap so her legs were straddling his. Then he rubbed his hand up and down her back. “You’re all done. Good girl. It’s all over now. You were a good girl.”

She pressed her face to his chest, snuggling in close as he held her until her sobs grew quieter, her breathing more even.

Drawing her face back, he wiped it with a tissue, then held it to her nose.

“Good girl. So precious.” He kissed her forehead. “Let’s get you into bed now.” He put her on her feet and pulled her panties up over her hot bottom. Then he helped her take off her sweater.

He stood and tugged back the blankets for her to climb in. Exhaustion was pulling her under as he tucked her in before pulling all of the curtains shut.

“What if I can’t sleep, Daddy?”

“I’ll stay right here until you do.”

“And you won’t leave the house, right?” she asked fearfully.

“I will not leave the house. I promise.” Sitting on the bed, facing her, he rubbed his hand up and down her back. “You’re my good girl. I’m always here for you. I’m never going anywhere.”

“I love you, Daddy. I know I’m always safe with you.”

“And you always will be.”

EPILOGUE

One month later . . .

April walked up the hill by the house and settled under her favorite tree. From here she had a good view of the house as well as the landscape beyond. It was getting toward the end of the winter, but there was still a lot of snow around. It was beautiful.

This was her safe spot. She’d had to get out of the house, to get away from her own thoughts.

A month had passed since Trent’s short trip to Vegas, and the attempted armed robbery. Because that asshole had held a gun on them, and he had some priors, he hadn’t made bail. Something which helped her breathe easier.

During this last month, Trent had been mindful of her fear of being alone. He’d spent more time than usual working from home. He’d only gone out when he had to. And for the first couple of weeks, she’d often gone with him or one of her friends had come over.

But these last couple of weeks, she’d managed to spend more time alone. However, sometimes the memories got to her.

Like today.

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