Page 62 of Daddy's Little Matchmaker

Tessy shifted on her feet, and didn’t answer.

Connor nodded. Her reluctance to answer spoke volumes to him about her state of mind. She clearly wasn’t fully Little yet, but she wasn’t fully adult either. “Well, by the time Daddy’s done spanking your bare bottom, I’m certain you’ll be ready to agree that it was very naughty.”

She whimpered.

“Daddy’s going to go set a timer, and then I have to get my overnight bag out of my car. You stay right where you are and think things over. If you move out of the corner while I’m gone, I’ll reset the timer for another fifteen minutes. Is that clear, Tessy?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

Connor set the timer and took a couple of trips to the car to get his overnight bag and some shopping bags. He put the groceries away before picking up one of the kitchen chairs and carrying it to the bedroom along with one of the shopping bags. Glancing at Tessy to make sure she was still facing the corner before he set the chair down, he took note of her stiff posture.

“Did you stay in the corner while I was busy, Tessy?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And have you been thinking about your naughty behavior?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl. You have about five minutes left.” He sat in the kitchen chair, unbuttoned and rolled up his shirt sleeves, and then sat quietly to watch Tessy. Moments after he stilled, she started to fidget and shift her weight from one foot to the other. He hoped adult Tessica was slowly receding into the background as she stood in the corner.

The kitchen timer buzzed, and Tessy gasped.

“Okay, Tessy, turn around.” While she was watching him, he pointed to a spot on the floor next to his right leg. “Come here, so Daddy can spank your naughty little bottom.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks and she slowly walked toward him while shaking her head. “Please don’t spank me again, Daddy.”

He hoped that making her walk to him, would push her to feel vulnerable and completely dependent on him. That way she’d already be in the right headspace by the time he had her over his lap, and he wouldn’t have to spank particularly hard to make her feel truly punished. “That’s not an option. Daddy knows what’s best for you, even if you don’t like it.”

She stopped just out of reach. “I’ll be good.”

“Yes, I’m sure you will be, especially after Daddy spanks the naughtiness out of you. Right here, Tessy.” He pointed to the indicated spot once more.

Breaking down into noisy sobs, she took the last couple of steps.

“Good girl.” He eased her face down across his thighs. He propped his right leg up a few inches higher than the left so that her bottom was the highest point of her body and her toes cameup off the floor. Then he flipped the hem of her blouse out of the way again.

He wrapped his left arm around her waist and held her snugly against his torso. Speaking sternly, he said, “You do not hide things from Daddy.”

His hand slapped against her backside six times starting with her sit spots and moving up.

“Oww! Daddy, oww!” She kicked her feet and cried through it.

He paused long enough to say, “You do not use work as a way to avoid Daddy.”

Six more spanks covered the same pattern, hitting already stinging skin.

“Oww! Daddy, I’m sorry! I won’t – won’t do it again!”

Pausing again, he said, “When you’re nervous, worried, or scared, I expect you totellDaddy about it immediately so I can try to fix it.”

The next six spanks made Tessy kick and throw a hand back to cover her bottom. “Oww! I will! Daddy I will! No more!”

He let go of her waist and grasped her wrist in one large hand. Then he tucked her arm under her own belly while still holding her wrist so that his arm was back around her waist.

“Daddy decides when the spanking is over, not you, Tessy. This spanking is teaching you a lesson. Daddy can tell exactly when all the guilt and naughtiness has been spanked out of his Little girl, and we’re not quite there yet.”

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