Josie’s Daddy – Littleworld Read Online Paige Michaels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34052 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
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I squirm on my seat and shrug. I know what he’s talking about. I owe him a spanking. I’ve tried not to think about it because I’m uncertain.

“I’ll give you some options,” he says. He’s not whispering. Zia can hear him just fine.

“Okay, Daddy.” I fidget in my seat but meet his gaze. I like it when he gives me options. I know he won’t do anything that will make me uncomfortable. He always ensures I’m pleased with how he cares for me.

“I could take you over my knees and spank you here in the nursery in front of other Littles. I could take you to a more public spanking bench if you’d like to experience being watched by other people outside of your circle. I could get a private room and spank you alone inside the club. Or, if you’re not ready to do any of those things, I’ll wait until we get home and spank your naughty little bottom totally in private.”

That’s a lot of choices. I glance around. Other Littles get spanked in this room every night. Several have tonight even. Lots of people have an exhibitionism fetish. I’m not sure I’m one of them. This is a new concept to me since prior to tonight I’ve never been at the Dungeon with a Daddy. I’ve never played with anyone. I’ve always come here alone and just interacted with other Littles.

I chew on my bottom lip as I ponder my options, grateful Daddy has given me options. I’m tempted to try something new. He’s always sensitive to my needs and my quirks, while at the same time making sure I know I won’t be getting away with my naughty behavior from earlier.

I glance at Zia because she’s squirming on her seat across from me. Her cheeks are pink. Is she affected by my choices?

A moment later, Gabriel appears. He’s smiling as he sets his hands on the table before lowering to the seat next to Zia. Ahhh. I bet she’s flushed from him approaching rather than my Daddy’s list of spanking options. Maybe both.

Daddy sets his hand on my neck and guides my face toward his. He meets and holds my gaze, waiting for an answer.

I lick my lips. “Maybe in a private room?” I hedge. I don’t think I’m ready for anything public, not even here in the daycare. But I want to at least challenge myself to doing it here inside the Dungeon.

“Good choice, princess.” He stands and takes my hand.

“Now?” I ask. Of course now, but I was hoping for more time to think about this.

“Yep. Now. I already lined up a room in case you made that choice.”

“Oh.” I look back at Zia as Daddy leads me out of the room.

She gives me a little wave of encouragement. Her face is bright red, and I feel kind of bad about leaving her at the table with Gabriel. She’s obviously nervous about talking to him.

Maybe I should mention it to Daddy, and we should put off this punishment. I glance up at him, but he doesn’t look like a man who’s going to be deterred right now. He’s determined.

I zip my lips and let him guide me down the hall and toward the private rooms. I’ve never been in one, so I don’t know what to expect, and I hold my breath as he opens the door and lets me in.

I release it slowly as I take in the room. It’s not as scary as I expected. In fact, it’s not scary at all. It has a bench in the middle, a love seat on one wall, and a hutch along another wall.

Daddy shuts the door and faces me, cupping my cheeks. He holds my gaze, his brows furrowed. “You can back out of this, Josie. You know that, right? You can always back out of anything at any time.”

I nod.

“You don’t have to prove anything to me, princess. Nor do you need to do anything to please me. I love you no matter what. I’m going to spank you because you like it. I’m going to spank you in this room because I think you’d like to challenge yourself to try something new, but if I’m wrong or you’re not feeling it, we won’t do it.”

Part of me loves that he’s giving me options and plenty of chances to change my mind. But part of me likes it when he’s totally in control and doesn’t give me choices. It’s…easier.

Daddy leads me over to the loveseat, sits, and pulls me onto his lap. Sitting. Not over his knee. He slides a hand up my back. “Tell Daddy what you’re thinking.”

I swallow. “I’m thinking I like it when you make the decisions.”

He lifts a brow. “You don’t like that I gave you so many choices?”

I slowly shake my head as I rub my palms on my thighs. “It’s easier if you tell me what to do, Daddy.”


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