Page 54 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

Drat. She hadn’t thought about that. Okay. He might have had a point.

“If you’re sure you’re warm enough now, I want you to stand up and push your pajama pants and panties right off then go stand in the corner while you think about what you did today and why you should follow the rules I give you.”

Bummer. She hated corner time. She stuck her lower lip out. “Shouldn’t we skip corner time, Daddy? I have to take a nap, after all.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Don’t worry, we have enough time to fit in both.”

“What if someone comes to the door, though?” she added.

“Do you really think someone is going to be out in this weather?”

Hmm. He had a good point.

“But I’ll lock the door so no one can walk in. Not that they would without knocking.” He stood and walked over to the door and locked it. Shoot. She was well and truly out of arguments.

With a loud sigh, she stood, pushing away the blanket. Then she grabbed the waistband of her pajamas, pushing them down her legs. Just as well the fire had made the cabin toasty and warm.

She stepped out of them and her panties then moved her way to the corner. She stuck her nose in and pushed her bottom out. She kept her hands at her side since her pajama top was short enough that she didn’t have to hold it up for her bottom to be on display.

She didn’t know how long she stood in the corner. It felt like forever. In reality, it was probably just a few minutes.

“Okay, come here, baby girl.”

Turning, she walked back to where he sat on the sofa, his legs parted.

“Stand here.” He pointed at the floor between his spread legs. She blushed, knowing the sight she made, with her bottom half completely bare as she stood there before him.

“Now, why are you being punished, Gigi?”

“Because I broke the rules. I moved too far away from you and I walked into the creek when I wasn’t supposed to go close to it.”

“And what’s going to happen now?”

“You’re going to spank me.”

“That’s right. It’s twenty with my hand.”

Twenty! Owie!

Her hands reached behind her bottom to cup it.

“Move your hands, please, and lay yourself over my knees.”

With great reluctance, she positioned herself over his lap. He moved her so her legs and torso were supported by the sofa, her stomach pressed against his legs.

He rubbed her bottom with firm strokes of his hand, before he gave her butt a sharp smack.

Ouch!

Two more smacks. He certainly wasn’t holding back. Each spank landed heavily. He didn’t pause to scold her. He just kept up a steady barrage until her breath was coming in sobs and tears were dripping down her face.

Her bottom throbbed. The pain grew into a burn. She drummed her feet against the sofa.

“Ow! Daddy, no more!” she cried out.

Smack! Smack!

“Five more,” he told her. “These are going to be hard and fast.”

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