Page 117 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

“No! Mercy! Stop, Daddy or I’ll pee.”

Stopping, he kissed her gently. “Let’s get showered. After breakfast, your ass has a date with my hand.”

She groaned. “I hate to tell you, but I think my ass is going to stand your hand up.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Yeah, the thing is, it’s just not that into your hand. Sorry.”

“This time, there’s no mercy.”

He tickled her until tears rolled down her face, then he picked her up and carried her into the shower to show her exactly what happens to a brat who teased her Daddy.

“Daddy,I really don’t think this is necessary.” Sunny pouted at Duke.

Unfortunately, he seemed to have some sort of immunity to her pouts.

“Do you think pouting will change my mind?” he asked her.

“No, Daddy,” she replied.

“That’s because I don’t ever want to hear any nonsense from you about being a hassle. Understand me, Little Rebel?”

“I understand, Daddy.”

“Then come here.”

Duke patted his lap where he sat on the sofa in the living room. With a huff, Sunny walked over to him. She was wearing a pair of soft shorts paired with a T-shirt that had an image of theMad Hatter on it. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail with pink ribbons.

She looked adorable.

And she was wearing her Sunday panties, of course.

Duke helped her lie over his lap. She started sniffling even before he’d pulled down her shorts and panties. She clenched her ass cheeks together, waiting for him to start punishing her.

“Relax, Little Rebel.”

Huh. That was easy for him to say. Not so easy for her to do when she was about to get her butt roasted. But he started rubbing her bottom, and gradually she started to relax.

“Right, the count is twenty.”

Twenty? Holy. Crap.

“I thought it was ten!”

“Ten for what you said yesterday. But you’re also getting an extra ten for standing up out of the sunroof the other night. That was very dangerous, baby girl.”

“Sorry, Daddy.”

Before she could protest, though, he started in with heavy, slow swats. They built up in intensity, and it wasn’t long until her butt was on fire. She kicked her legs against the couch cushions. Tears dripped down her cheeks as he held her on his lap, steadily spanking her.

“Daddy, ow! Ouch, it hurts!”

“It’s meant to hurt, baby girl. It’s a punishment.”

When it was finally over, all she could do was lie across his lap sobbing. He rolled her over, making sure that her bottom didn’t rest on his lap. And then he held her tight, rocking her back and forth as he kissed the top of her head.

“Good girl. It’s all over. My gorgeous girl. You did so well.”

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