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Lifting a hand, he captured her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “You will learn to follow my rules, Lainey. Your life depends on it. By the time I’ve finished with you tonight, there should be no question in your mind that I am in charge.”

“I know you are,” she whispered.

“Oh, yeah? You sure as hell aren’t acting like it.”

She didn’t have an argument for that, so she simply shrugged.

“That’s what I thought.” Releasing her chin, he gestured to her clothes. “Shorts and panties off. You’re not going to need them for a while.”

CHAPTER 12

Lainey

Hands trembling, Lainey did as she was told and bared herself. Daddy picked up the plastic baggie and waved it at her. “Do you know what this is, sunshine?”

“No.” The rock in her stomach grew heavier as she wondered what the hell was going on.

“It’s ginger. Any thoughts on where this ginger might be going tonight?”

Confused, she frowned up at him. “My mouth?”

His chuckle sent a shiver down her spine. “No, little girl. It’s going in your bottom.”

Shocked by his declaration, she stared at him for a moment with her mouth hanging open. “What? You can’t do that!”

“Sure, I can.” Shaking the ginger out of the baggie, he nodded toward the bed. “Bend over and spread your legs apart.”

Defiance was what had gotten her into this mess, but she’d be damned if she was going to meekly bend over and let him shove a vegetable up her ass. “No!”

“Last chance to do this the easy way, sunshine.”

Gathering her courage, she titled her chin. “No. And you can’t make me.”

Something in the back of her mind screamed at her to run, but it was too late. Fast as a rattlesnake, Daddy reached up and grabbed a fistful of her hair. Leading her by the sharp pain in the back of her head, he forced her to bend at the waist. She lost her balance and threw her hands out just in time to catch herself before she face-planted into the mattress. He held her in place easily, despite her twisting and dancing to try and escape. Her efforts doubled when she felt something cool and wet press against her bottom hole.

“Stop.” The single word cracked like a whip, shocking her into submission. “I’m going to put this ginger in, and then you’re going back to the corner until you can behave yourself.”

The cold, wet vegetable pushed further into her bottom. Other than the slight stretching of her bottom hole, it wasn’t too bad. She merely felt a little uncomfortably full.

Daddy released his hold on her hair and helped her stand. “How’s it feel, sunshine?”

“Weird. But it doesn’t hurt. I’m actually a little embarrassed I made such a fuss over it,” she confessed quietly.

“We’ll see if you still feel that way by the time you’re done in the corner. Go.”

He sent her off with a sharp swat to her bottom. Lainey took her place in the corner again, shifting uncomfortably thanks to the ginger.

“Hands on your head.”

Rolling her eyes at the wall, she laced her hands behind her head as she had before. About thirty seconds into her corner time, the root in her bottom began to feel strangely warm.

“Um, Daddy?”

“Yeah?” Was she imagining that hint of amusement in his voice?

“Is it supposed to feel warm? The ginger?”

“Yup.”

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