Page 78 of Daddy's Naughty List

“I swear to god if there was even an ounce of submissive in you, I’d be tempted to take my belt to your ass,” Matt grumbled, his expression turning fierce as he jabbed a finger into Ian’s chest. “I’m only going to say this once, asshole, so you better listen good. I’m never too busy for you, especially when you’re going through something. You need to talk things out, ask questions, hell even if you just need someone to assure you that you’re not a monster because you enjoy spanking your naughty Little girl’s bottom, I’m always here. Got it?”

Some of the weight he’d been carrying for so long lifted from his shoulders, but not all of it. Not by a long shot. “I like hurting her, Matty. I love waking up the morning after a hard punishment and seeing my marks still on her skin. What kind of man enjoys putting bruises on the woman he loves?”

“Do you think I’m a monster? Or Dom, or Rex, or hell even Edie for that matter? Because I guarantee you all of us enjoy putting our marks on our Little girls one way or another.”

He sat with that a moment, letting it roll over in his mind. “No. I know you’d rather cut off your left arm than see Carly get hurt.”

“So the next time you start feeling guilty, apply that same logic to yourself.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I guess.”

“Have you talked to Taylor about any of this?”

“No.”

“Dumbass.” Matt shook his head. “Didn’t you learn a damn thing from me when Carly and I broke up?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I ended things with her because I made assumptions about what she wanted without actually talking to her. Biggest fucking mistake of my life and it almost cost me the woman I love. Don’t make that same mistake, Ian. When we’re done here, take Taylor home andtalkto her. Tell her how you’re feeling andaskher if she wants you to be less strict.” Snorting out a laugh, Matt smiled, but there was a hard edge to it. “Though if this little stunt is anything to go by, the answer to that is ‘Absolutely fucking not’.”

“You think so?”

“Brother, if this wasn’t a cry for her Daddy’s attention, I don’t know what is.”

At Matt’s words, an idea began to form in Ian’s brain. “Well, if attention is what she’s wanting, attention is what she’s going to get.”

It felt like forever, waiting for Matt and her Daddy to finish talking. And when Matt returned to the living room, his expression hard as a stone and equally as blank, the knots in her stomach tightened even further.

“Girls, the grownups are going to go in the kitchen to discuss your punishments. You are all to stay right where you are. Understood?”

Their chorus of “Yes, Sir” rang out, and one by one all the Daddies turned and left the room. Edie went last, shooting them all a meaningful glare before she too exited the room.

“We’re in so much trouble,” Taylor whispered, tightening her arms around her stomach.

“Maybe it won’t be so bad.” Despite her cheerful tone, Carly’s voice quivered a bit. “Nobody actually got hurt or anything.”

“You really think that’s going to stop them from blistering our asses?” By contrast, Noelle’s voice was full of disbelief with a hint of anger. “I seriously can’t believe I let y’all talk me into this. We all should have known better.”

“We did,” Ginny said with a shrug. “We knew it was a risk and we chose to do it anyway. Now it’s time to pay the piper.”

“You’re awfully chill for someone who’s about to get spanked,” Noelle grumbled.

“Oh, I’m an anxious fucking mess. But I also know we deserve whatever we’re about to get.”

“I wish they’d just punish me.” Sniffling back tears, Taylor wiped at her eyes. “It was my idea and I’m the one who lied to them. I was even the one who tried to climb the ladder and knocked it over. I deserve to get spanked, not the rest of you.”

“No!” Throwing her arms around Taylor’s neck, Jesse squeezed so tight Taylor worried she might run out of air. “We all agreed to it, so we all should get punished.”

“I’m happy to hear you say that, Jesse Lynne.” Stepping into the living room, with all the Daddies behind her, Edie crossed her arms. “Because that’s exactly what’s going to happen.”

Crap.

Watching five Little girls’ eyes go wide with shock might have been amusing under any other circumstances. As it was, the sight still filled Ian with a smug sort of satisfaction.

This just feltright. All the second-guessing, all the worrying, all the self-recrimination had flown out the window as he’d laid out his plan for the others. And when he’d gotten nods of approval down the line, including Rex and Dom, a sense of calm he hadn’t felt in months had settled over him.

Now, stepping to the front of the group, he let his gaze travel over the group of nervous Littles in front of him. Ending, of course, with his own babygirl. And though his heart broke at the sight of her puffy, red eyes, he knew they were doing the right thing.

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