bottom lip until it had to be raw.
“It can’t be that embarrassing,” he coaxed. “Come on, Georgia. Talk to Daddy.”
She groaned, then covered her face, and finally just blurted, “You said I had to ask for the rest of my spanking, but I don’t know if there’ll be time in the morning if she doesn’t go home.” She looked at him, appalled, then quickly pulled back. “God, that came out worse than it did when I was saying it in my head.”
He almost laughed.
“You want to know if I’ll give you the rest of your spanking before you have to drive home? That’s the burning question keeping you awake?”
“You think I’m crazy.”
Tsking, he took one of her hands to stop the relentless picking. “I don’t, but I think you’re laboring under entirely the wrong idea of what that spanking is going to be like.”
“No, I’m not. I just don’t want to wait three weeks for it. That’ll take forever!”
“I promise it’ll go by faster than you think,” he assured, grinning at her insistence.
“Yes, but what if it never happens?” she insisted, her voice rising above a whisper for the first time. “What if you forget? What if I forget? What if I can’t handle it and spend all those weeks eagerly waiting to see you again, and it’s nothing but a crushing disappointment?”
Eyebrows arching, he braced himself that much higher. “Excuse me?”
“Those are valid reasons!” she protested, her voice growing smaller and her uncertainty taking the pitch of it that much higher.
“They’re not based in reality.”
“But they could be.”
“Fine, which one do you want me to address first?” He was more than ready to nip off these buds before they could grow any higher. “How about we start with ‘I won’t forget.’ Because I’m won’t. When I tell a little girl, especially when she’s naughty, that if she doesn’t do A, then I’m going to do B, you can bank on its happening.”
She didn’t exactly snort, but it came close enough to rankle every Daddy bone he had. “Yeah, but everybody says that. It’s like ‘call me when you get there.’ It’s something to say and sounds good at the time, but nobody really means it. I mean, not really.”
“Georgia,” he said evenly, doing everything he could to remember she probably wasn’t trying to provoke him into taking her out into the back of his garage. She was new to this. She was just voicing the same fears that every submissive at some point pondered when engaging with a new dominant. Careful to keep his tone neutral, he let her know what she was asking for. “Do you want me to spank you?”
Her fingers fidgeted more intently, and the shadow of her head didn’t move as she stalwartly refused to look at him. “I… I don’t know. I mean, a part of me feels guilty for stopping it too soon. And when it’s over, at least then I’ll know I can take it.”
“You can know right now that you can take because I promise I won’t give you more than you can take. It’s not about breaking you down, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
Now she did scoff. “That sounds so funny when you say that. It’s a spanking. Of course, it’s going to hurt. It’s hurt a lot already.” She shifted, her hips grinding a little circle against the couch cushions. “Still does, a little.”
“I’m sure it does. You were very naughty, and I mean to make sure you feel the effects of my unhappiness for at least a while. Do you realize what you’re doing is essentially asking me to take you back outside and finish what we started?”
She still didn’t look at him. “Yes,” she admitted. “I kind of want to know what it’ll be like.”
“You won’t like it,” he warned.
She snorted again. “Too late.”
He arched his eyebrows. “Are you going to tell me you liked what I did earlier? You liked it so much you cried out that you’d changed your mind.”
“Yes, but that was because it was really hurting.”
“It’s going to hurt a whole lot more than that, honey. If we do this, I’m going to start all over. Not pants, no panties, brand-new ginger plug, and if you think my hand is bad, wait until I take off my belt. You’re going to cry before I’m done. That’s how much I intend to make sure you never leave me to worry over you the way I did this morning.”
She picked and picked at