Page 30 of Learning Little Lizzie

Fuck fuck fuck. A pacifier sucked but a diaper… she thought she might actually die of humiliation if he put her in a diaper.

“Two.”

Screwing her eyes shut, she forced her lips open.

“Good girl. Thank you for listening to Daddy, Eliza.”

Rubber slipped between her lips a moment before the leather straps wrapped around her head. Instinctively, she sucked on the rubber tip, which also meant sucking on the soap bubbles coating her tongue. And she wished with everything she had that she hadn’t lost her temper and cussed at him.

Something hard tapped against her bottom and she inhaled sharply through her nose. Which only served to fill her throat with stinging bubbles as her Daddy began to lecture.

“I do not have a problem with you disagreeing with me, little girl. I do not, for the most part, have any issue with you arguing with me as long as you do so respectfully. Do you think calling your Daddy ‘fucking ridiculous’ or a bastard is at all respectful?”

Since her mouth was full of soap and pacifier, all she could do was shake her head in response.

“No, it was not. Which is why you’re going to stand here with your mouth full of soap while Daddy paddles your naughty bottom. It’s ten for each naughty word, and another ten for the tantrum you threw over changing your shoes.”

Pain exploded across her right cheek, followed almost immediately by an equally hard swat to her left. She instinctively clenched her bottom in response, and she was reminded rather painfully of the plug still lodged firmly between her cheeks.

“My Little girl does not use those naughty words.”

Two more swats of the paddle had tears streaming down her cheeks and soap burning her throat as she sobbed.

“My Little girl certainly does not call her Daddy disrespectful names.”

She wasn’t a Little. She was not. But as the paddle fell again and again, she felt exactly like a naughty Little girl being taken to task by her Daddy. And the more he spanked, the harder she cried, and the harder she cried, the harder she sucked on the pacifier, and the harder she sucked on the pacifier the more her mouth foamed with bitter bubbles until she was quite certain every naughty word she’d ever known had been washed clean out of her mouth.

After what seemed like eternity, the spanking stopped and he unbuckled the gag, gently pulling the pacifier from between her teeth.

“There we go. You can rinse your mouth out now, little one.”

Choking on a sob, she took the glass he pressed into her hand and filled her mouth with water. She swished it around before spitting it into the sink and repeating the process over and over until the glass was empty.

And then she was in his arms, cradled to his chest like a baby as he carried her to the couch.

“That’s it. Cry as much as you need to, little one. Daddy’s got you.”

For reasons unknown even to her, at his words the tears came even hotter and faster than before. Clinging to him, she wept, soaking his shirt straight through with her tears. She wept until it finally felt like she had nothing left in her to cry anymore.

When that finally happened, she let out a shuddering sigh and slumped against him.

“Feel better, little one?”

“No.”

His chest vibrated with laughter. “Are you telling fibs, naughty girl?”

“No.” Her response came out more as a whine this time, which might have embarrassed her if she’d had the energy to be embarrassed. “I just feel stuffy and puffy and my head hurts.”

“Understandable, after such a big cry. Here.” Leaning to the side, he snagged a tissue from the box on the end table and held it up to her nose. But when she tried to take it from him, he pulled it away and sent her a warning look. “That’s for Daddy to do. Blow.”

“I can blow my own nose, Samuel.”

He raised an eyebrow, sending the butterflies in her tummy dancing. “Your bottom must not be sore enough if you’re still fighting me.”

“It’s plenty sore! You’re just being unreasonable again.”

“No, I’m being a Daddy. More to the point, I’m being your Daddy. Blow your nose, or I’ll have to assume you haven’t learned your lesson about disobeying your Daddy.”

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