Page 47 of Daddy's Naughty List

“That’s my very good girl for asking for permission,” he crooned. “Come for me, baby.”

“Yes!”

She bucked into him, her back passage clamping down on his shaft as she exploded. He had no choice but to follow her into bliss.

“Lord, babygirl.” Breathing hard, he collapsed to the side, careful not to squish her. Blood pounded in his head, and he had to blink several times to clear his vision. “You about did me in.”

“Mmm.” She rolled to face him and gave him a sleepy, slumberous smile. “Thank you for my spanking, Daddy. And for my fucking.”

Although he still needed to clean her and deal with the condom, he cupped her cheeks and kissed her, his tongue probing the seam of her lips until she let him in. When she whimpered and reached for his cock, he pulled away and kissed her forehead.

“And thank you for being Santa’s naughty elf. Did it feel good to be bad?”

“It did.” Laughing softly, she rolled to her back. “But I think we both know that a few swear words and a hit off someone’s joint isn’t exactly felonious behavior.”

“No.” He sat up then got out of bed and offered her his hand. “Let’s get in the shower, and we’ll talk about it.”

“Yes, Daddy.” She let him help her up, then scampered into the bathroom and started the water. As he disposed of the condom, she asked, “What did you want to talk about?”

He stepped under the warm water with her, but didn’t protest when she washed on her own. Although he wanted to take care of her in all ways, he didn’t want to be distracted.

“Why do you think I asked you to swear?”

“I think you were pushing me out of my comfort zone, like you said,” she replied, offering him the bottle of body wash. “I think you realized I’m never going to be a good brat, and I won’t do anything to purposely upset you.”

“But you’re really cute when you stick out your tongue and cross your eyes.”

She rolled her eyes, but he didn’t miss her adorably flustered smile. “Anyway, was I right about you pushing me out of my comfort zone?”

“You were.”

“Yay! I like being right.” Before he could laugh at the first truly bratty comment Susan had ever uttered, she added, “But I liked being bad too.”

“You know…” He squeezed water from her hair with a towel and patted the rest of her body dry. “Once you’re comfortable with the swear words, you’ll have to find some other way to be bad.”

She stilled and let out a long, slow breath. “Well, fuck me sideways. The possibilities will be…”

“What, baby?”

Turning to face him, she grinned, nearly blinding him, then tossed her towel at his head. “The possibilities are fucking endless, Daddy. I think I need a new bucket list.”

Epilogue

Susan

“I can’t do it.” The c-word slipped out before she could stop it.

She cringed and her stomach roiled with nerves as she let the mouse pointer hover over the icon that would determine her future. If she didn’t click it, everything would stay the same. She’d live happily ever after with her Daddy and would continue a job she loved as Kendra’s personal assistant.

Unfortunately, the results would still be there, whether she looked at them or not.

“Rephrase in a manner that doesn’t earn you a punishment for saying the c-word, future counselor,” Walt murmured as he rubbed her shoulders.

He’d been calling her that from the moment she walked out of her LSAT.

Gazing at her with liquid brown eyes, Charlie whined, then put his head on her thigh. Mittens jumped on the desk and waved his tail in her face as if to remind her of just how long a cat could remain on a naughty babygirl’s lap.

After almost four years with Walt, he still punished her with pet-enforced inactivity. Spankings were mostly for fun, although he would slap her butt occasionally to get her attention when she started getting lost in her insecurities.

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