She shakes her head and then looks back at me over her shoulder. This time her eyes are wide and hold no defiance. She quickly puts her hands back on the ground. “No, Daddy.” She chokes a little on her words. “It hurts. Please, no more!” Her last word trails off and ends in a little sob. Her voice, childlike now, softens me, as does her vulnerability and the tears that commence.
She’s so helpless, so dependent now, and yet so ultimately strong and determined. I know it takes trust for her to show me this side of herself and it inflates me, makes me feel ten feet tall.
“Little girl?” I growl the words. “Are you going home without any arguing tomorrow?” Her head bobs swiftly. I drop the leather and put my palm on her hot bottom. I rub gently, soothing her. Kari’s sobs turn to shudders and purrs as she relaxes over my lap. “That’s Daddy’s girl. I knew I’d find her.”
I pull her up to sit on my knee after a few minutes. “Are you going to go home without a fuss now?” She leans into me, but doesn’t answer. “Kari?”
Fisting her hair, I tug her head back. “Little girl, do I need to continue punishing you?”
She shakes her head, wiggling on my lap, her cheeks flushing as bright as her bottom. I wipe her eyes with my thumb and she draws in a shuddering breath, her eyes fluttering closed contentedly.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers, the words sounding pained. “But I don’t feel good about it.” She shakes her head, eyes wide; her silky hair, sexily mussed, slides over her naked shoulders. I’m fighting the urge to kiss her senseless when she adds, “Because I love you and in case you don’t know that means, it means I take your safety seriously as well.”
Her confession turns me to mush. Isn’t that what relationships are about? Taking care of each other? Putting the other’s safety before your own?
“Can I say something else?”
I narrow my eyes. “Speak all you want, but you’re staying right here. On my knee where I can toss you over and spank any argument out of you should the need arise.” I chuckle, and although I can tell she’s a little frustrated, mostly I think she’s turned on by my dominance.
“I can’t... I don’t want to be...” Flustered, she swears. “I need you! What happens if something happens up here and I never see you again?”
“Baby,” I say, my tone soft. “The woman up here...” I pause, stroking her head. “If it were you I’d want someone to do everything in their power to save you.”
I believe the words are the final push for her to really accept my decision and to not only give in to my will, but to actually understand it.
“When I take you back, I’ll know you’re safe and you can get help while I focus all my attention on finding her.”
I take her face in my hands and gently kiss her mouth.
She moves to straddle me, grinding her naked pussy against my cock, deepening our kiss, before breaking it to speak. “Make love to me before I have to leave you here.”
“You don’t ever have to ask me twice, baby girl.”