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“Words, sunshine.” He waited, raising his eyebrows.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.” He gave her hands a reassuring squeeze before guiding her around to his side.

Then he guided her over his lap, not wasting any time as he lowered her leggings and panties to her thighs. She whimpered but didn’t fight him because she deserved this. More than that, she was pretty sure sheneededthis.

Storm’s hand rested lightly on her lower back for a moment. “What’s your safeword?”

“Red,”

“And you’ll use it if you need me to stop?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

The first swat landed on her bottom, the sharp sound echoing in the quiet room. She gasped, her fingers curling into the thick comforter on her bed. He gave her a moment to process before delivering another, then another. She wiggled against his hold, kicking her feet slightly as he spanked her over and over again.

Tears raced down her cheeks as he picked up speed. Her bottom and tops of her thighs were on fire. Finally, he stopped, and she let out a deep breath.

“Why are your safety rules important?” he asked, his large hand rubbing her sore, hot bottom.

“Because they help you keep me safe,” she whimpered.

“That’s right, baby. I love you, and I need you to remember that.”

The pain of this spanking was nothing in comparison to the way she felt over disappointing him. In the short time they’d been together, Storm had been an amazing Daddy, and she’d let him down.

“I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“I accept your apology, sunshine, and once this spanking is over, you’re completely forgiven. Once this is done, we move on and leave it in the past. Understood?”

She sniffled and nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good. The rest of this is going to be hard and fast,” he warned as he shifted and lowered one of his legs over both of hers so she couldn’t kick out.

Without warning, he started spanking her so hard it stole the breath from her lungs, and she struggled against his hold.

“Owwie!” she cried, a sob escaping her lips.

He didn’t stop for what felt like forever. Not until she finally gave in to it and went limp over his lap, her entire body shaking with sob after agonized sob.

He delivered two final swats, then gently rubbed her back. “All done, baby. It’s over. Come here. All is forgiven.”

Storm helped her up and pulled her into his arms. She buried her face in his chest and carried on crying both from the stinging of her bottom and the fear of what could have happened if her Daddy hadn’t shown up when he did. His arms wrapped around her tightly, holding her close as he murmured soothing words into her hair.

“You’re my good girl, Brook. Always. This doesn’t change that.”

Her heart swelled at his words, the guilt easing slightly as she clung to him. She felt safe again, cherished and loved despite her mistake. And she silently vowed never to break another safety rule again.

THIRTEEN

STORM

Ever since her spanking had ended a few hours before, Brook had been extra clingy, and if he were totally honest, he loved it. He had slipped her pacifier into her mouth as he comforted her afterward, and she’d been using it on and off since.

After feeding her, he’d gotten her changed into some cute pink pajamas and they’d crawled into bed to watch a movie.

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