Keeping Kenzie - Pepper North Page 0,17

important, she lifted her nose from the wall and whirled around. Her gaze locked with Osiris’ as he stood behind her.

“I offered you a lesser punishment, and you chose a more serious one.” Stalking forward, he looped an arm behind her waist from the side and lifted her from the ground.

Two seconds passed before she reacted by struggling. Osiris controlled her easily and sat in a kitchen chair with her standing between his legs. “Stop, Kenzie, or you will add swats to your spanking.”

“You can’t spank me!” she protested as she tried to step away.

Osiris captured her arms behind her back and held them securely with one hand. His other hand unfastened her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles. When she bucked her body away from him, he tugged her over his lap. With her fingers and toes inches from the floor, she was powerless, unable to do anything other than protest loudly.

“No, Osiris. Stop! I didn’t agree to this!”

“Rules two and three, Little girl,” he reminded her. Hooking his fingers in the back of her panties, Osiris bared her bottom. He left her panties at mid-thigh.

Kenzie tried to kick, but her underwear and pants hampered her movement. “Let me go!” she howled.

Whack! Whack! Whack! His hand landed hard on her bare bottom. The sting took her breath away. Tears immediately burst from her eyes.

“No, no, no,” she chanted as he continued to spank her bare bottom. She could feel the heat building and knew her bottom was turning red.

“Stop!” she demanded.

Osiris didn’t respond. He continued to pepper her cheeks with stinging slaps that echoed in the open room.

She glanced over her shoulder, expecting to see him riveted by the intimate view of her thrashing body. Instead, he watched her. Concern written on his face, Osiris doled out the punishment she had earned while monitoring her.

“Daddy?” burst from her lips.

“You’ll be okay, Baby girl.”

Kenzie slumped over his lap, covering her face with her hands as a tear raced down her face. Her resistance evaporated. Sobbing, she said something new.

“Sorry. I’m sorry, Daddy.”

Instantly, her spanking stopped. Osiris’ hot hand smoothed over her inflamed skin. He lifted his restraining hand and moved it to brush the hair from her face gently.

“It’s okay, Baby girl.” Lifting her body, he sat her on his lap. Osiris ignored the hiss of pain as her weight settled on her spanked bottom. He gathered her into his arms and rocked her gently. “It’s all over, Little girl. Daddy’s got you.”

“I don’t like that,” she whimpered.

“I don’t blame you. No one enjoys being punished for their missteps. But that’s how we learn. Are you going to refuse to stand in the corner again?”

“No!” she answered emphatically.

“Good.”

“Are you going to spank me again?”

“Yes.”

“That’s it? Yes?” she answered indignantly.

“Watch your tone, Little girl. Sass will add spanks to your red bottom.”

She was smart enough to listen to his warning as his words echoed in her mind. Osiris—Daddy, she corrected herself—was in charge. That’s what she’d wanted for so long. A Daddy who dominated her—totally.

Kenzie hid from his knowing eyes. Tucking herself against him, she pressed her face into the curve of his neck. “It’s so hard to be Little,” she whispered.

“I know. You are very brave, Baby girl.” Osiris stood and carried her to the bathroom. Setting her bare bottom on the vanity top, he smiled at her shocked reaction when her hot cheeks met the cool laminate. While that captured her attention, he slipped off her shoes and tugged her panties and jeans off.

“Do you need to potty?” he asked quietly.

When she nodded, he lifted her to set her on the toilet. He stepped slightly to lean against the cabinet. Kenzie understood quickly that he wouldn’t leave the room. She forced herself to pee quickly.

“Finished?” he asked quietly.

“Yes.”

Osiris tugged her up. “Touch your toes.”

“What?

“Put your fingertips on your toes.” As she slowly complied, Osiris rolled some toilet paper around his hand. When her fingers reached her feet, he held her in place with one firm hand pressing down on her back.

As he wiped the urine from her intimately, she knew he could tell that she was another kind of wet. Thankfully, he didn’t comment. She relaxed as he threw the tissue into the toilet and flushed it, releasing her from her bent position.

“Do you need help brushing your teeth?” he asked, picking up her purple toothbrush and putting a small amount of toothpaste on it.

“No.” She shook her head. Kenzie tugged her T-shirt down with her left