Page 39 of Wilderness Daddy

She releases a small breath and in the silence of the cabin it’s deafening. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes more molten than I’ve even seen them, but she steps back.

A smile, which I’m sure is predatory, spreads on my face. One quick step and I grab her arm. She mildly struggles. I pull her back toward the bed as I sit on it, tucking her between my open knees.

“Do I have to tie you, naughty one?”

A breath escapes her mouth and her eyes widen. “No, Daddy. I’ll be good and still.”

I grab the jeans and yank them down. Her panties capture my attention right away. They’re not lacy, like the first ones I saw. Instead she’s wearing pale pink cotton panties with pastel-colored hearts all over them and I realize that is the true Akari. Sweet, saucy, and soft—comfortable. She dresses like the First Lady and emanates bitchiness as armor to hide her tender little girl inside.

“Turn around,” I demand, wanting to take in my fill of both her curves and the cute little panties.

She obeys in a ballerina dance and I can’t help but chuckle at her.

“You’re so cute, baby. Daddy loves your panties.”

She faces me again and she smiles shyly. “Does that mean you’re not going to punish me?” she asks, her eyes shimmering in a way that tells me she desperately wants the spanking I’m about to deliver.

“Oh, no, sweetie. You’re getting that little ass punished and good. But it’s gonna hurt Daddy to do it. See, I’d much rather be making you holler for other reasons than a burning bottom.”

She shivers at my words and my cock twitches.

Reaching for her, I pull her to straddle my left leg. “Over Daddy’s knee now.”

She leans her upper body forward on the bed and I place my palm against her small left cheek, kneading it a moment before giving it a sharp pat. Her whimper and lurch make me smile.

“Nervous, sweet one?” I look at her and she looks at me over her shoulder and nods. “You should be. You were disobedient, weren’t you?” My palm lands in a clap on her panty-covered cheek and she jolts forward.

Her hand flies back after another few swats and I tsk her. “Hands forward or I’ll take my belt off and tie them.” I see her hesitate before snatching her arm back.

I start to spank her bottom with my hand still over her panties but I know she starts to feel it when she wiggles. I pause to rub her globes before letting my finger trail over and then underneath the band of the undergarment.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, honey?”

“Are you taking them down?”

“Uh huh.”

“I’ll be good.”

“Uh huh. Up you get, honey.”

I lower her panties slowly when she stands, watching her face blossom with both embarrassment and excitement. I pull her back over and adjust her so her pussy is pressing against my knee. Her ass is gorgeous, round and smooth, proportioned to her little frame.

“You have a sexy ass, baby girl.” I run my hand along her pink-tinged flesh and she shudders. I test it with a few solid but gentle spanks, watching it wobble and bounce back. I want to bite it. I pinch a thick chunk instead. She giggles.

“Are you enjoying your punishment?”

“Oh, no,” she says with another childlike giggle. I thought Akari and giggles were very opposite things. This is not a girl I could ever imagine giggling before I saw what was underneath the shield she wears. And now, giggles suit her like sunshine suits daisies.

“Good,” I state with a small growl and start swatting her bottom again. After several solid but merely uncomfortable swats, I pause. She’s squirming a little too much for the level of spanking I’m giving her and I know exactly why.

“Little girl?”

“Yes, Daddy?”

“Why are you wiggling?”

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