“You are too young for scissors, sweetie, especially unsupervised and walking through the house. What if you had fallen and stabbed yourself?”
I wince.
“Next time you’re tempted to touch a sharp object, what do you think will go through your mind?”
I clear my throat and murmur. “That I got spanked and put in a corner naked with a sore bottom.”
He taps my nose. “Exactly. That’s how you learn to obey the rules.”
He pulls the blankie down my body so that it piles on my lap. Then he cups my breast gently, his thumb stroking over my nipple, making me arch and whimper. “What will you think of next time you try to tease Daddy by flaunting your little titties at me?” He releases my breast and cups my face.
“That I got spanked,” I admit with a low voice.
“Do you like it when I spank your bottom and leave you wet and aroused?”
“No, Sir.”
“There’s a time and a place for deliberately flaunting your titties, sweetie. When you’re naked in my arms while I’m making you feel good, you can arch your chest and moan all you want, but not when you’re supposed to be working out.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You’re a natural little, sweetie. I’m in awe of how quickly you’ve found this side of yourself and embraced it. You must have craved it for a very long time. Did you ever curl up at night with Bunny and imagine a Daddy tucking you into bed?”
I nod. He’s right. I did think of that. I thought of other things too, but I just assumed it was because I never had a Daddy.
He strokes my cheek with his thumb. “You’re a precious little girl who missed out on having a Daddy and now I’m here to be what you need. Nothing you’ve done or will do will disappoint me. You’ll make mistakes. You’ll also disobey intentionally sometimes. I’ll discipline you when you make mistakes so that you learn a lesson. I’ll also punish you when you disobey me on purpose. Like this morning.”
I scrunch up my face. “I’ll be good, Daddy.”
He chuckles. “No one is good all the time, sweetie. Even super good girls misbehave and get their bottom spanked.” He pats my sore bottom. “Now, a few things are going to happen today. One, you will spend the next few hours finding out what happens when you intentionally disobey me. Consider it the other half of your punishment for this morning and a warning about what the future looks like when you pull a naughty stunt.”
My mouth goes dry and I stare at him.
“After that, this evening, Master Roman and Lucy are going to come over.”
I smile big and wide.
“I’ll give you plenty of time to talk to Lucy. She’s a gem when it comes to helping new littles.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“I know you must be lonely cooped up here in the house, so I’ll do my best to arrange some play dates.”
I wrap my arms around him and hug him tight.
When I release my grip, he lifts me off his lap and sets me on the floor. He reaches for my panties which are on the coffee table and bends down to pull them up my legs. I only wince a little as he settles them over my bottom.
He leads me to the kitchen by the hand without putting the rest of my clothes on. I glance over my shoulder at my pink skirt and tank top, suddenly realizing that even though they are small and make me feel exposed all the time, I’m so much more exposed without them.
I’m uncertain what to think when Daddy lifts me onto my stool in the kitchen. “Be right back.” He pats my thigh and leaves me sitting there.
My heart is racing by the time he returns. He’s holding a bottle of something liquid. “Clasp your hands behind your head for me, sweetie.”
I hesitate and then lift my arms and do as he says, shivering from the exposure. My breasts lift high on my chest.
Daddy opens the bottle and pours a small amount of what looks like oil onto two fingers. He steps toward me, plants his free hand on my back to steady me, and rubs the oil into my nipple.
I gasp at the contact.
“Stay still, sweetie.”
I watch him as he continues to work the clear substance into my nipple, rubbing it until it starts to tingle and I tremble. When he releases me, he