Page 108 of Daddy's Little Surprise

Spank. Spank. Spank. Spank.

She moved her hips, trying to get away from him spanking her. She didn’t want any more. But Daddy’s hand settled on her back as he continued to spank her, not letting up.

Something bubbled up inside her, creating this heavy feeling in her chest and throat.

“Please,” she sobbed.

But Daddy didn’t stop. If anything, it spurred him on to pick up his pace, landing spankings across her bottom and sit spots.

“These last couple are going to be harder.”

Before she could say anything, Daddy started spanking her harder. Her grip on the couch loosened as her body went limp. Daddy stopped, and she whimpered as her bottom made contact with her legs.

“You’re okay,” Daddy whispered, picking her up.

He held her close as he sat on the couch, pulling her to his lap. Rainey cried into his chest, gripping his shirt.

“That’s it. Let it all out. Such a good girl for taking that part of the punishment.”

She cried harder as she remembered she still had corner time and lines to write.

“I know, but once the punishment is done, all is forgiven.”

Daddy continued to hold her for several more minutes, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he removed the ginger. She clung to his shirt as he pulled back, not wanting to let him go, not wanting to start the next part of her punishment.

“Little girl.”

“Daddy,” she whined.

Rainey wasn’t looking forward to corner time with how badly her feet were aching. How was she going to stand on them for that long? She didn’t even know how long that was.

Tears pooled in her eyes once again, and she looked at him, worry churning inside of her. What if she fell while in the corner? Would Daddy make her start all over again or add extra time?

“What’s got you all worked up?”

She cried out and looked over at the corner.

“Rainey, talk to Daddy.”

“Corner time,” she wailed.

“Explain.”

Looking back at Daddy, she sucked in a deep breath as she cried.

“I don’t know if I can stand the whole time.”

Daddy cupped her face. “This one is going to be different. I know your feet hurt really badly. I’m not going to make you stand on them. I would be a bad Daddy if I did that.”

She blinked several times, clearing her vision. “Really?”

“Yes, Little girl. This time, you’re going to be sitting.”

Her shoulders dropped, and her tears slowly started to go away.

“You were really worried about that, weren’t you?”

She nodded.

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