Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Axel opened it, holding his T-shirt in his hands. She knew immediately he was getting ready to take a shower. “Little girl?” he said, with a spark lighting his eyes.
“I need a spanking.”
“Maybe you should come inside,” he invited and stepped back. As soon as the door closed, he pulled her shaking body close and rubbed his hands over her back before pressing a kiss to her temple.
“I’m sorry I’m sweaty, Little girl. If you’ll promise not to run away, I’ll go take a quick shower.”
“You smell like plants and flowers. Don’t go away. I’ll get cold feet.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Niki. Talk to me.”
“I can’t be anything other than what I am,” she whispered. “I was so scared.”
“I’m so sorry I caused you to get upset, Niki. We could have talked through it.”
“I know. I ran away from who I am—who you are. Can you ever forgive me? I don’t know if I can even forgive myself,” she confessed.
“You have the solution for that,” he reminded her.
“A spanking?” Nicoya whispered, gluing her hands to her sides to keep them from sliding behind her.
“I think you’ll feel better.”
After swallowing hard, Nicoya forced herself to nod. She would continue to beat herself up until she felt like something had washed away the anguish of her panic. “I need a spanking,” she repeated.
“Let’s wipe those bad feelings away,” he said, unfastening her slacks and pushing them over her hips to let them drop to the floor. Her panties soon followed and Axel squatted at her feet. He stroked a hand over her smooth skin.
“Put your hand on my shoulder to balance. Lift your left foot. Your other left,” he instructed with a chuckle when she got confused.
“Sorry.”
“You’re thinking about way too many things, Niki. Just let me take care of you,” he suggested, looking up from untangling her feet from the clothes.
“Yes, Daddy.” She swallowed hard and knew she needed to listen to him.
Axel had her shoes and pants off smoothly. He stood up to wrap an arm around her waist and guide her to the ottoman. “Let’s get all those negative emotions and feelings washed away.”
“Please, Daddy.” She knew immediately what he meant by wash away the feelings. A tear leaked from her eye and he wiped it away tenderly.
“Come here, Little girl.”
Within seconds, Axel had her draped over his lap with her bottom pointed to the ceiling. Nicoya shivered as his warm hand rubbed over her skin. She tried to relax, but she was so wound up with self-blame for running away.
“Trust Daddy, Niki,” he said quietly.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, and then she gasped as his heavy hand landed on her bare bottom.
Axel didn’t hesitate. He peppered her bottom with spanks ranging from sharp to heavy to light. She couldn’t anticipate what would come next because he kept switching it up. He was in control—not her.
Tears tumbled from her eyes to land in the thick carpeting. Nicoya didn’t try to hide her sobs. She wouldn’t hide anything again from him. Her body relaxed slightly over his lap. She needed this spanking so much to learn that she could trust him to take care of her.
Her Daddy eventually paused to check in with her. “Niki, I want you to learn two things from this spanking. One, if something bothers you, you need to tell me. We’ll come up with a solution together. Two, you are a Little girl. Forever and ever, this is how you are wired. You can’t hide from it or conceal it from yourself. Accept who you are.”
“Yes, Daddy. I promise.” The heat built on her skin. She knew her bottom had to be red now.
“Do you feel better now, Niki?” he checked with her.
“Yes, but…”
“Not enough. It’s okay, sweetheart. You’ll know when everything is better.”
Axel continued to spank her, giving her exactly what she needed. Finally, all her miscellaneous thoughts and worries evaporated from her mind and she could only concentrate on him. The last of the tension drained from her body, and she felt like a rag doll over his lap.
“That’s my Little girl.” He smoothed his hot hand over her bottom, reassuring and comforting her. “Such a naughty bottom. Come let Daddy hold you.”
Axel lifted her and rotated her body to sit on his lap. Nicoya hissed as her weight settled on her punished skin. She would feel this spanking for a while. Collapsing against him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed kisses on his salty skin.
“Such a good Little girl,” he praised her.
Surprised, Nicoya looked up to meet his gaze.
“I know. You feel better now. Can I let you in on a secret? Daddy’s always known you were a good Little girl. You just needed a reminder.”
“You didn’t think I was bad?”
“I knew you panicked because it got too… real.”
She nodded, amazed that he understood her so completely. “But you let me run away.”