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“One. Thank you, Daddy.”

“Such a good girl saying thank you to her Daddy.”

Charlotte blushed and wiggled in his lap. She couldn’t help but be turned on as the pain turned into pleasure.

Smack.

Daddy hit her other cheek harder, and Charlotte let out a noise of protest. Everything was hurting worse than it had before. Would she be able to make it through the whole thing?

“Two. Thank you, Daddy.”

The spankings continued to get harder and harder as Finn dished out the punishment. By the end, Charlotte was in tears.

“T-twenty.” Charlotte took a gasping breath after a sob broke past her mouth. “T-thank you, D-daddy.”

She went limp in his lap and tried to get her mind off of her bottom that hurt so bad, but the guilt in her stomach had gone away. It ached and it throbbed as Charlotte continued to cry.

She slowly calmed down, and she couldn’t deny how turned on she was. While it did hurt after each spanking, she had felt the arousal build up.

Daddy pulled her upright and placed her on his lap, holding her close to him.

“Daddy’s so proud of you. You took your punishment so well,” Daddy praised her.

Charlotte blushed and buried her head into his chest. She felt herself starting to get wetter as he praised her and held her close. The proximity to him, the ache between her legs, and the throb on her bottom all turned her on.

She started to squirm in his lap, trying to get some pleasure, but her Daddy was fast to stop that.

A small swat landed on her bottom, and Charlotte let out a little yell.

“Noooo,” she drawled out and tried to move again.

“Little girls that just got punished don’t get to come after,” Daddy said.

“But Daddy,” Charlotte whined. “I need to come.”

“Sorry, little cupcake. No pleasure after a punishment, and if I find out that you pleasured yourself and came, you’ll get an even worse punishment,” he said. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Daddy set Charlotte down on the ground and stood up.

“Hungry?” he asked right as her stomach grumbled. Daddy chuckled and grabbed her hand. “Let’s go feed the tummy monster.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

CHARLOTTE

Hours had passed since Charlotte got her punishment, and the ache between her legs still hadn’t gone away.

“Cupcake, I want to talk to you about something.” Daddy walked into the living room where she was coloring on the floor.

Charlotte looked up at her Daddy to see that he had stopped.

“What, Daddy?” she asked.

“Such a precious girl. My precious little cupcake looking so cute coloring on the floor,” he said as he walked toward her.

Worry filled her as daddy didn’t say anything about what he wanted to talk to her about. Was he trying to deflect what he really wanted to talk about?

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