that, brown eyes.” Ink placed her multivitamin and iron supplement next to her plate.
She groaned at the sight of the huge pills. “Why do they make these things so big?” She picked one up and swallowed it down with plenty of coffee. The other one followed but they sat like lumps of lead in her stomach.
Ink reached over and pulled her plate over, cutting the breakfast sandwich into bite-sized bits.
“I can’t eat it,” she told him. “My stomach can’t take any more.”
He studied her for a long moment. “Want to have a Little weekend?”
“A Little weekend?”
“Hmm, I was thinking popcorn, movies, lots of playtime. Although none of the stuff you’ve ordered has arrived so we should probably go shopping this morning.”
“Uh-huh. We could also go grocery shopping,” she suggested. “I can cook.”
“You can cook?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t want you to feel you have to cook. Ordering in is fine.”
If you had a cast iron stomach, but take-out food was often too oily or salty for her sensitive stomach.
“I…I don’t. Truth is, I like cooking.”
“Yeah?”
She nodded shyly.
“Well, brown eyes, don’t let me stop you. We’ll go toy shopping and grocery shopping. Clothes shopping too. And if there’s anything else you want for the house, write it down. I haven’t got anything to cook with.”
She worried at her lip. “Okay.”
“So what did you already order online?”
“Umm.” Crap.
He raised an eyebrow. “Betsy.”
Crap. Shit.
“I didn’t order anything,” she blurted out.
“Excuse me?” The words were spoken in a low voice.
“I…I didn’t want to spend your money on me.”
His face hardened as he pointed at the corner. “Timeout. Now. Fifteen minutes. Go.”
Her mouth dropped open. He had to be kidding.
“Now. Or you’ll be standing in the corner with a red ass.”
She slid off the bar stool and walked over to the corner.
“Pants and panties down. When you’re in the corner, your bottom should be bare, your legs apart and your nose pressed to the wall.”
Her face went bright red, but she did what he said. Jesus. What a sight she must make with her naked ass poking out.
Minutes ticked by so slowly and she had to force herself not to fidget. She hated that she’d disappointed him.
“Come here, button.”
Turning, she saw him sitting on the sectional, one arm resting along the back. She reached down to pull up her pants and panties.
“Nope,” he told her, crooking a finger at her. “I didn’t say pants up. I said come here.”
Face flaming, she shuffled over to him, stopping in front of him. He drew her between his open legs. Her T-shirt didn’t cover her pussy, but beyond a brief glance, he didn’t say anything.
“Why are you in trouble?”
“Because I didn’t spend your money on me?”
He reached around and slapped her ass. “Try again.”
“Because I didn’t do what you told me to.”
“And?”
She searched her mind. “I kept that from you. I didn’t talk to you.”
“Exactly. Now, you’re going to lay over my lap and I’m going to spank you, then insert this plug in your ass.” He pointed at the anal plug that sat on the sofa next to him. Along with a bottle of lube. Holy hell. “Then you’re gonna sit and write a hundred times, I will not keep things from Daddy.”
She dropped her eyes from his, feeling ashamed of herself. “Yes, Daddy.”
He reached out and tilted up her chin. “And then we’re going shopping. For toys. And clothes. And groceries. And house shit.”
“House shit?”
“Seen the way you look at my place, brown eyes. I know you need house shit.”
She sniffled.
“Strip off those pants and panties, and lay yourself over my lap.”
He helped her over his lap and when he had her arranged as he wanted her, he smacked his hand down on her small ass, listening to her squeal of protest. He wasn’t happy that she continued to keep things from him. If it continued, she was going to find herself getting striped with his belt then he was going to fuck this cute ass.
Course he planned on taking her ass anyway.
He just needed to prepare it first. He landed several more heavy smacks until he felt her start to relax, to accept her punishment.
Seemed his little button needed some close supervision. And a lot of attention.
And that satisfied the Daddy part of him. He wanted her close. He wanted her to need him. He’d never stop her from doing anything unless it risked her health or safety. But having her close made him happy.
When her ass was a nice bright pink and her breath was coming in