Page 204 of Daddy's Wild Girl

“Baby, I’m sorry. I should have helped you pee before I left.” He quickly did up her pants and lifted her up. “That was all my fault. But you should have peed in a bowl or something.”

“Gross.”

He settled her on her blanket in front of the fire and drew off her jacket and shoe. Then he pulled off her sock to check her foot.

Ouch. It still looked terrible.

As he turned away, his gaze was caught once again on the broom. He took off his own jacket and boots.

“That’s why you moved? Because you had to pee?”

“Uh-huh.”

“And why is there a broom on the floor?” He picked it up and put it back against the wall.

“Um, maybe I was going to use it as a crutch,” she suggested.

“A broom?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Were you?”

“Nooo,” she wailed. “There was a rat! I needed protection.”

He ran his hand over his face.

“And then I thought that while I had the broom, I might as well get rid of some spiderwebs. But while I was hopping around, trying to get rid of the spiderwebs, well, I had to pee.”

He stared at her sternly, his arms over his chest.

“I’m in big trouble, huh?” she asked.

“We’re at level five.”

“Uh-oh.”

“Uh-oh is right. You’re getting a spanking!”

“But . . . but . . . I had to pee!”

“Yes, but perhaps if you hadn’t been hopping around trying to get rid of cobwebs you might have been all right until I got back.”

Darn it,she didn’t like that logic.

Corbin walked over to her, then crouched and rolled her onto her front.

“Can we talk about this, Daddy?”

“Nope. Just be grateful that I don’t want you to hurt your ankle any further, so this spanking won’t be too harsh. It’s just a reminder.”

Down went her pants and panties.

And then he placed one hand on her thighs to hold her in place before he slapped her ass. It was only about fifteen smacks. Just enough to warm her cheeks. She wasn’t even tearful.

But he’d made his point, and when he drew her pants and panties back up and rolled her over, she held out her arms to him.

She needed cuddles.

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