Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
He pulled her closer to his thigh, threaded his hand in the hair that was tumbling out of her messy bun, and tipped her head back. “I figured that was the case, Little girl. And I’m proud of you for sharing your fantasies with me. I promise to fulfill them and give you everything you need. I bet you’ll come up with more and more fantasies over time. Sometimes they will involve rough play in the bedroom, but sometimes I bet you’ll enjoy sweet gentle sex, and other times, you’ll learn to crave impact play that follows naughty behavior.”
She shook her head. “I won’t want that, Daddy.”
He smiled and kissed her cheek. “Trust me. You will. You’ll misbehave on purpose in order to get what you want.”
She blinked at him, eyes wide. “Why would I want you to spank me and put me in a corner?”
“Because it’s part of deep age play, Baby girl. It will help you relieve stress and forgive yourself for misbehaving. Standing in the corner will give you time to think and center yourself after I spank you. Our home will be a safe place to let yourself be Little. You’ll crave my palm on your bottom the same way you’ll crave having your bottom penetrated and examined.” He lowered his voice. “Sometimes you’ll crave playing at a younger age, wearing a diaper and taking a bottle.”
She gasped. She’d noticed the pile of diapers on the changing table, but she’d intentionally ignored them. Put them out of her mind. “I’m not ready for that level of age play, Daddy.”
“I know, Little one. Daddy can read you, remember? I’ll know when you’re ready. Don’t you fret. Daddy will take care of you. Right now, what you’re ready for is a spanking.”
He guided her over his lap, clasped her hands at the small of her back, and smoothed his palm over her bottom.
Chapter Eight
Tatiana bit her lip and shivered. She was surprised by her reaction, and he hadn’t even started yet. She liked the feel of his hard, thick thighs under her tummy and his hand rubbing her bottom. She liked the way he made it clear he wasn’t going to take any nonsense from her.
She even liked the way he held her hands clasped at the small of her back. She considered fighting with him or arguing further, but decided she could save that sort of shenanigans for another day. Right now, she wanted to focus on this spanking.
Her first. What would it feel like? Would it make her ache even more for him? She feared that might be the case.
Daddy patted her thighs. “Spread your legs for me, Baby girl. I don’t want you to squeeze them together while I spank you.”
She whimpered as she parted her thighs. She was already breathing heavily with anticipation, and he was dragging it out, making her wait, because he was a deliciously devious Daddy who knew he was driving her crazy.
“Are you ready, Rainbow?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She was panting with anticipation.
“I’m going to start slow and gentle and build up until your bottom is just the perfect shade of pink.”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered as she forced herself to relax across his thighs. In the future it might be worth misbehaving just for the chance to lie across his lap. She felt small and Little over his strong huge body.
Her breath hitched when he landed the first swat. She stayed very still as she absorbed the way it made her feel. A slight sting on her bottom. Not bad.
He swatted the other cheek a bit harder and then switched back and forth several times, covering her entire bottom with the warming slaps.
“How does that feel, Baby girl?” he asked when he paused to rub her heated skin.
“Good,” she responded before she realized that was a silly response. It was true though. She felt like she was getting a massage. It was kind of relaxing.
“I’m going to increase the pressure now, Rainbow.” He didn’t wait for a response as he resumed spanking her. He moved his palm all around with no rhyme or reason so she couldn’t anticipate where he might strike next. Her bottom got hotter and hotter. The sting increased until it hurt.
The next time he paused, he gripped the back of one of her thighs with his huge hand, not rubbing the sting.
She was panting and squirming. “That’s enough, Daddy,” she told him.
“Daddy decides when you’ve had enough, Baby girl,” he warned her. “Ten more swats.”
She whimpered. The next ten would hurt, especially since her butt was on fire. She didn’t argue though.
Maniac waited for her to settle before he resumed his punishment, peppering her bottom much harder for the last ten.
She held her breath as she absorbed the unexpected sting. She lost track of how many times he’d swatted her, so she was surprised and relieved when he stopped. She slumped against his lap, letting her head hang, her long hair creating a curtain around her face. It had completely escaped the band at some point.