Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
To start with at least.
Terrence’s moan said he approved of the plan. “I…Yes, Daddy.”
Yep, whatever brains he had left were all in complete agreement that he had the best Daddy ever.
Chapter 19
Terrence
Gonna get a spanking.
Gonna get a spanking.
Gonna get a spanking.
I was a very big boy and kept the song in my head, but it was hard. Big hard. Especially ‘cause Daddy gave my penis a kiss as he stood up.
“Yes, you’re going to be a good boy for me.” Daddy sounded like he was talking to little me, but his smile said he was talking to grown-up me. “And once we’ve helped you remember who you belong to, we’re going to have so much fun playing games.”
Grown-up games?
Little games?
Did Daddy know I wasn’t really big?
I’d tried to hide it but it was hard. He was so funny and I’d done so good and I’d worked lots and lots. I’d ignored his silly family and I’d played pretend with Uncle Alonzo and I’d ignored Orlando when he’d giggled.
He giggled lots.
“What kind of games, Daddy?” Yes, that was subtle. And I’d asked questions, so Leander would be proud of me too.
“Well, kissing games to put those cute lips to work first.” He smiled when I couldn’t help giggling. “Then we can read a book or play with the toys I brought over with us.”
Oh, Daddy pointed to my little toys…not the big ones on the nightstand.
He knew?
Daddy smiled his sweet Daddy smile and gave me a peck on the lips. “I like playing all kinds of games with my cutie.”
Me. I was Daddy’s cutie.
Whew.
I was going to have to tell Leander that Daddy didn’t mind me being little and naughty. He’d been kinda worried about that. Not big worried. Daddy was very open-minded. Probably because he liked boys and girls. But it was good to know Leander didn’t have to worry.
“I like games too, Daddy.” Cheek kisses for my cute Daddy made him smile big, big, big. “Playing with you is fun.”
“I’m glad.” Daddy kissed my cheek that time, but he made me squeal when he picked me up and plopped me on the bed. “But it’s time to help you remember that you belong to me, not the naughty man.”
Giggling, I nodded as I sat up. “Yes, I need help because he gave me good attention, Daddy.”
Leaning in, I whispered to tease him. “He even grabbed my butt.”
A lot.
Then he’d wink like he’d been sly.
Uncle Alonzo had been naughty when he was younger and he liked telling stories and gossiping. He knew lots of good stories too. I just wished I knew all the people he was talking about.
Hmm.
Maybe Orlando would help me make a naughty story chart?
Yes. Orlando was good at that and he’d like all the stories. I was good at remembering and I could tell him all of them.
“You look mischievous, cutie.” Daddy narrowed his eyes and looked suspicious. “What are you thinking about?”
Giggling.
I was giggling.
“Thinking about Orlando and his chart, Daddy.” That wasn’t lying, so I was still a good boy. “But now I’m thinking about you.”
And my spanking.
And what other games Daddy wanted to play…like kissing games…and books.
“I like reading with you, Daddy.” Yes, that was good to tell him ‘cause Leander said Daddies needed to know what they did that was good so they’d keep doing it.
Daddy chuckled as he sat down by the head of the bed. “I’m glad. I like reading with you too, but what am I going to do right now? It’s not reading.”
A spanking.
I was going to get spanks.
No giggling.
“You’re going to spank me, Daddy.” Yes, I needed my serious face. “So I can be your good boy and not flirt with Alonzo even though he started it.”
Yep.
“I was being polite.” Kind of. “But you need to help me be your good boy.”
I couldn’t let Daddy get distracted and forget that part. I’d worked hard, so I needed a warm bottom and to get happy tingles.
“Yes, that’s very important.” Daddy carefully pulled me over his lap as he stretched his legs out. “There are lots of ways I need to take care of my boy and this is just one of them. A pink bottom is a good way to help a naughty boy.”
I was trying not to giggle but it was hard, so I pushed my face into the bed. “Yes, Daddy.”
I’d been naughty…so I had to be punished. Oh well, that was just what happened to naughty boys.
Daddy made a soft thinking sound as he started rubbing my bottom. “You were very naughty too.”
Squeezing my cheeks, Daddy sent happy sparks through me even before he’d spanked me. “You flirted with another man and called him handsome.”
Oh yes.
That got me my first spank and Daddy let all the good feelings sparkle through me as he went back to rubbing my bottom. “You smiled at him and looked so sexy.”