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“I’d called you babygirl all day. And I am a Daddy, but you aren’t my babygirl. I probably had no right to act the way I did, but I was just trying to show you a good time while keeping you safe.”
I opened my mouth to respond again, but he stopped me yet again. “You need to be.”
I choked on a slice of bacon and downed a glass of water to wash it down. “I… beg your pardon?”
“For the duration of this trip, you need to be my babygirl, or at least I need to be able to treat you as if you are.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means whatever I say it means,” Cas said gruffly, “but for starters, it means you accept a punishment for breaking every single one of my rules last night.”
“A punishment?” I whispered. “What does that mean?” But I was pretty sure I knew. I knew what it meant in the books I read, at least.
“For starters, you'll stand in the corner while you tell me all about your night. Then you'll go over my knee for a long, hard, bare-bottom spanking. Tomorrow, when we’re on the road again, you'll be making the trip with a plug in your ass to remind you to behave and follow the rules. You'll also wear the plug any time you do anything without me, as a reminder to behave.”
Oh god. I hadn't put panties on after my shower, but if I had, they'd be drenched. Cas was literally threatening me with my dirtiest fantasies. But it was Cas. The man who’d known me for seven years and been somewhat of a father figure for the entirety of those years. Cas, who drove me crazy. Cas, who was my brother's best friend. Oh god. What would Jared say if he found out? Would he give Cas the boot? Did I want that? Was I willing to risk it?
Cas must have been able to see the internal way playing out across my face and he chuckled. “It's your call, babygirl. But those are my terms. You don't want to agree, we’ll call the whole thing off.”
I was pretty sure he wanted me to say yes and take the second option. It was written all over his face and that clinched the deal for me.
“I'll take option two,” I finally whispered, my cheeks hot.
Cas blinked as if he honestly hadn't expected that, and slowly nodded. “Okay, babygirl. Finish your breakfast.”
“Yes, Daddy.” If he asked or acted offended, I'd swear that it just slipped out, but the truth was I was trying it on for size. I’d fucked up so badly and I felt awful. The fact that Cas was willing to punish me instead of giving up on me and taking me home had me feeling some kind of way.
I felt small. I felt chastised. I felt… Little. Like a naughty child who’d been caught doing something bad and was just waiting for their punishment to be handed down. Only mine had been handed down. Now I was just waiting for it to start.
Chapter Five
Polly
“Ugh. It’s too hot. Where are we going? Why can’t we just stay at the hotel?” I thought you were going to spank me.
Okay so, I didn't say that last part out loud, but I did do a fair share of complaining while we waited outside for a taxi to take us to an undisclosed location. I pointed out that Cas had his car, but he said he didn’t want to deal with Las Vegas traffic and parking. Fair.
The taxi arrived and Cas handed the driver a card, presumably with an address on it because that was all that was spoken between them before the meter started running and we pulled out onto the strip.
“Why can’t we just stay at the hotel?” I whined again. My splitting headache had died to a dull throb and my stomach had stopped roiling, but I still felt like shit.
“Because it's not just you on this trip, and as I spent my entire night worrying that something terrible had happened to you, I haven't seen Las Vegas at all.”
“Sorry,” I said, my attitude instantly subdued. “So, we’re going… exploring?”
“Not exactly.” Cas didn't elaborate and I knew better than to ask.
We sat in silence, staring out opposite windows as the taxi rolled down the bustling Strip. I had so many conflicting emotions I didn't dare voice any of them.
Finally we came to a stop in front of a luxurious looking resort at the far end of the strip. The sign outside read “Utopia”, and I wondered why I hadn't heard of it.
Cas came around to let me out, taking my hand as he tipped the driver and led me through the doors. Inside… inside was like stepping into the center of a wad of cotton candy. Everything was pale pink and crystals. It did not seem like a Cas type of vibe.
“What is this place?" I wondered aloud.
Again Cas didn't answer, gently pulling me along until we reached a shop on the far end of the casino floor. The sign along the flashing read Lovely Littles Inc, and from outside I could see walls of stuffed animals and other childlike items. Cas dragged me along and I paused to look around with awe. We were greeted by Alice, a bubbly woman with pink pigtails and a thin man in slacks and suspenders who seemed to be her polar opposite.
“Can I help you find what you’re looking for?” Alice asked, practically bouncing.
