I’m somewhat relieved now that we’ve hashed out some of my fantasies. It’s hard for me to express my thoughts because they’re so weird and naughty to me. Who asks their boyfriend to spank them and then wants to play act like they don’t want it?
Me, apparently.
And Mace is undaunted. He says it’s normal. He could be making that up, but I appreciate him not acting like I’m a freak.
Him simply spanking me last time was nice, but as soon as he started today, I knew something was missing. And then I realized that I have the urge to fight him.
Thank God he agreed. If he hadn’t, I would be running to hide under the bed right now.
This time, Mace guides my hands to the small of my back and grips my combined wrists. He sets his other palm on my butt. “What did I tell you about rolling your eyes at Daddy?”
Fuck, yes. This is what I need. My pulse picks up. I rock my body back and forth, as if trying to escape him. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I won’t do it again. I promise.”
“You said that last time and the time before that. It’s disrespectful. You need to be taught a lesson. Naughty girls who roll their eyes need to be disciplined.” He gives my ass a hard swat.
The breath leaves my lungs. I’m both tense and more relaxed at the same time. My mind is going to love this. My body is going to pretend otherwise. “Ow! Daddy, no! I’ll be good.”
Another thwack. “Next time, you’ll think twice before you behave in such a rude manner.” Another hard spank.
My butt is already heated. He’s not warming me up anymore. Granted, he already did before our chat, but I’m surprised he’s going right into my request. Pleased, too.
“Daddy, please don’t spank me!”
He spanks me again, three times. “You’ve had plenty of opportunities to change your behavior. It’s time you were taught a lesson.”
I writhe against him, tugging hard on my arms and rocking back and forth as if I could possibly stand a chance at getting away from him.
He tightly pins my arms to my back, keeping me from rolling too far and getting injured. He’s very strong. I’m safe.
Wailing, I continue to argue. I hope the walls of his apartment are insulated, or one of his coworkers is going to show up, thinking he’s actually assaulting me. Would they? Or would they know we were acting? The humiliation of being called out by one of them would probably give me a heart attack.
I shake the concern from my head. I’m enjoying myself. I don’t want to interrupt our fun by questioning the soundproofing.
“There will be no more eye rolling. Do I make myself clear, Little girl?”
“Yes, Daddy. Yes! I’ll be good.” I kick my legs and dig my toes into the couch cushion, trying to get leverage.
He spanks me more. I’ve lost count. Every swat hurts, and it’s perfect.
“The next time you roll those eyes at me, I don’t care where we are, you will find yourself over my knees with your panties around your ankles. If we’re at the park, everyone will see your naughty red bottom. If we’re at one of your friends’ houses, same thing. I will not hesitate to spank you in front of them.”
A different type of tingle races through my body. Spank me in front of other people? He’s surely kidding. I mean, we don’t go to the park. I’m not actually a child. I’d be embarrassed to do that. Will I have real friends? Maybe June and Eloise. What if he spanked me in front of them? Would he?
Obviously not today. I’ll ask him about that later.
“Not in front of my friends,” I scream. “That would be humiliating.”
“I bet it would help you remember to respect your Daddy, though.”
June pops into my head. She’s the only person I know in Seattle. The only Little I’ve ever been aware of meeting. What if she were here right now? What if Blade were here, too?
I shiver at the thought. Could I do that? Let them see my naked bottom? Let them watch while Daddy punished me?
The thought is titillating. Suddenly, I’m adding fodder to my list of scenes that get me off when I’m touching myself. My pussy clenches at the idea of being watched. Not by strangers. At least not in front of vanilla people. I don’t think I would like that. Mostly because they wouldn’t understand. But June might…
In my head, I’ve added Blade and June to this room. They’re sitting across from us. I got into trouble for rolling my eyes after Daddy told us not to run in the apartment. He warned me, but I couldn’t help myself.
I glance at June in my mind, she’s wincing on my behalf.