Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry, Daddy.” I squirm on his lap. “Are you going to spank me?”
He chuckles, which is odd. “Goodness no. My Little girl loves having her bottom spanked. That’s a horrible punishment for a real offense. I’ll save spanking for when you’re intentionally naughty because you desperately need your bottom swatted. Things like eye rolling or pouting or arguing. Lying and withholding information is far more serious.”
Now I’m nervous.
“First of all, when we get home, you’re grounded from the TV for two weeks.”
I gasp. Grounded? He’s mentioned this possibility in the past, but this is the first time he’s gone through with it. “But…”
Daddy grips my chin and holds it. “You want to finish that thought?”
“No, Sir.” He looks serious.
“In addition, you will spend some time every day for those two weeks writing sentences. I will not lie to Daddy. I will not lie to Melissa. I will not lie to my parents.”
I slump my shoulders. “Yes, Sir.”
“And lastly, when we get home, you will include me in your next appointment with Melissa. You will tell her how you fibbed and manipulated things. And you will provide her with a plan clearly written out that demonstrates what steps you’ll be taking to rectify the situation and work toward independence. Daddy will help you write that plan.”
I swallow hard. This is a very strict punishment, but Daddy is right. I was very naughty.
“I don’t want you to be disciplined while we are here visiting Littleworld. This is supposed to be a fun week. There are only a few days left. I want you to let go of this notion that Daddy does too much for you and let Daddy do every single thing. Take full advantage of the benefits of living at a younger age here on the island. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” That’s certainly not a punishment. It’s a relief.
“Good. Now, in full disclosure, there is something Daddy has been dealing with on the phone several times. I’m sorry it has been taking me away from you. I promise it’s nothing to worry about. We’ll discuss it another time.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
“How about if we start with a diaper change and a bottle and head to the zoo. I think we missed some of the exhibits the first time.”
I grin and throw my arms around Daddy. “Thank you.”
Chapter Thirteen
On our last day on the island, Daddy takes me to Elijah and Petra’s house for a playdate. Petra and I race off to play on the swings in her backyard while Daddy and Elijah sit on the covered patio talking.
Every time I glance over, it seems like they’re in a very serious conversation. They glance at us and wave, but they return to their conversation seconds later.
I kind of want to sneak closer to listen to what they’re saying. They used to work together at the same police station before Elijah took a job with security on the island and moved here.
Petra is so lucky. She gets to live here fulltime. I’m not sure I would have been jealous of that fact a week ago, but now that I’ve been here a while, I can totally see the appeal.
I love the deeper submission. Even though I often spend time at a younger age on the mainland, especially in the house, it’s not the same. I never get to have days of uninterrupted submission. It’s divine.
But I promised Daddy I would do what’s best for me and work on my independent skills. Melissa and my parents will be happy with this plan too.
I put all of that out of my mind for the morning. After all, it’s my last day here. I want to run free and play and enjoy my time with Petra. She’s so sweet and kind. I have so much fun with her. I wish I lived next door and we could play together every day.
I’m sad when Daddy declares it’s time to go back to the cabin for a nap. I hug Petra fiercely for a long time, trying not to cry. I tell her I hope maybe Daddy will bring me here for vacation again sometime.
I’m quiet on the way back to the cabin, and I don’t fuss as Daddy feeds me and puts me down for a nap. I hug Emma tightly and suck hard on my pacifier as I fall asleep.
“Hey, Baby girl,” Daddy says as I blink my eyes open. I’m not sure how long I slept, but the sun is still high in the sky, judging from the way it streams in the window, so probably only a few hours.
Daddy lifts me out, changes me, and carries me to the rocking chair. He looks serious as he settles me straddling his lap. “I want to talk to you about something important, Josie.”
My breath hitches. His voice sounds kind of scary. I’m worried I’ve done something wrong, or he’s changed his mind about me.