Page 61 of Daddy Devious

Her eyes are glittering with tears when she turns back to face me, though her mouth is twisted up in that mischievous smile I love so much. “So if I asked you to take off work so we could go to the petting zoo…?”

Of all the things she could ask for, she chose my time. And this is why I can’t help but love her. “Consider it done.”

“Yay! Thank you, Daddy!”

She throws her arms around my neck, and those rough edges inside me, the parts that were sliced open when I discovered her missing, smooth out again. “Anything for you, little one.” And though it kills me a little, I nudge her away, forcing my expression into stern lines. “Tonight, however, we have some very naughty behavior to address.”

Pink slashes along her cheekbones as her smile turns sheepish. “I don’t suppose asking you foranythingextends to asking you to skip a punishment.”

“It does not. Let’s see.” I lean back a bit, pretending to think about it as if I don’t have a catalogue of everything she’s ever done filed away in my mind. “There was the tantrum you threw with Caleb last night we haven’t yet discussed. The tantrum with Auntie Cat. And then sneaking out of your room,andgoing into the east wing, both of which you have been very clearly warned about. Am I forgetting anything?”

“No, Daddy. I don’t think so.”

“Then here’s what’s going to happen.” I’ve been considering her punishment ever since I found her safe and sound in that closet, and unfortunately for her, it’s not going to be an easy one. “Because all of these incidents seem to stem from the same issue, namely your mistaken belief that I did not want you, we’re going to tackle these naughty behaviors at the source.”

Worry flickers in her dark eyes. “What do you mean?”

Gripping her chin, I lock my gaze with hers. “Tonight, little girl, you are going to become mine in every possible way. Daddy is going to claimallof your sweet little body, once and for all. And by the time I’m through with you, there should be no doubt in your mind about who you belong to.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

Tori

Daddy’s words send a frisson of fear up my spine and I can’t quite suppress the shiver. “Wh-what are you gonna do?”

“I am going to take you upstairs, strap a vibrator to your sweet little pussy, and you are going to come for me over and over while I fuck that delightful bottom of yours.”

Oh, shit. As much as I wasn’t looking forward to another spanking on top of the paddling I’d gotten from Auntie Cat, I have a feeling that would be preferable to what Daddy has just laid out for me. “Um, what if I pinky promise that I understand you want me and I’ll never ever be naughty again?”

His lips curve, but in a way that tells me he’s enjoying my fear. Why that should make my pussy clench with need, I’ll never know, but there is undeniably a part of me that craves his brutal dominance. “First of all, I would never expect a Little girl to keep such a big promise. And second of all, I am not only doing this to teach you a lesson. There is another, equally important reason for me to claim your little bottom hole tonight.”

“What reason is that?”

The grip he has on my chin tightens as he leans in, his words a whisper across my lips when he speaks. “Because I am your Daddy and I want to.”

“Oh.”

Well, there’s really no arguing with that, is there?

“Yes. Now, are you going to accept your punishment like a good girl or will I have to ask Caleb to come hold you down?”

There is a part of me, some dark, depraved piece of my soul I never knew existed before I met Maxwell Stone that wants to fight just to see if he follows through. Because as humiliating as it might be, the idea of being held captive against my will while my Daddy violates that most forbidden part of me has arousal flooding my diaper.

But perhaps another time. For tonight, for this first time, I only want Daddy. “I’ll be a good girl, Daddy.”

“There’s my sweet little one,” he murmurs before brushing a light, almost chaste kiss across my lips.

And then I’m in his arms, being cradled like the baby I am as he carries me up the stairs to his bedroom. He sets me on my feet beside the bed, and with more tenderness than I probably deserve, strips me out of my dress. Leaving me naked in front of him but for my diaper, and the knowledge has heat rising to my cheeks.

“My beautiful Little girl.” Cupping my breasts in his hands, he pinches my nipples. Not hard enough to really hurt, but enough to have me rising up onto my tiptoes, arching into his touch.

His chuckle vibrates through me, straight to where I’m already wet and aching for him. “You like it when I hurt you, don’t you, Victoria? You love it when I make you whimper and cry and beg.”

I can’t deny it and with as much trouble as I’m in already, I don’t dare lie. So I simply answer with one of those whimpers hementioned, letting my head fall back as he tweaks and teases my nipples with those wicked fingers.

“On the bed, little one. I’ll be right back.”

Another soft whine escapes when he releases his hold on me, but all it takes is a look from him to have me scrambling up onto the bed. I settle on the pile of pillows near the headboard, my gaze tracking him as he moves around the room.

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