Pfft. Say her safeword over a small spanking?

She didn’t think so.

“I don’t need to say my safeword, Daddy.”

“Good girl. You’re being so brave. I’m so proud of you.”

Seemed a bit silly to be proud of how well she was taking her spanking.

But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the way that her body warmed from the inside out.

She liked being praised.

Who knew? Not her.

But it wasn’t like she’d ever really been praised before so how would she have known?

The spanking continued for far longer than she’d thought it would. By the end of it, she was kicking her feet and letting out small cries. There were no tears. But she couldn’t remember the last time she’d cried.

A long, long time ago.

And she wouldn’t be crying today. But she kind of wished that she could because she thought that it might offer some more release.

However, something inside her did feel lighter as he lifted her and settled her on his lap. She was facing him, her legs spread over his lap.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face into his chest as he rubbed her back.

She felt strange. Almost vulnerable. As though she wasn’t quite settled into her own skin.

This was silly.

It was just a spanking.

Tamsyn couldn’t figure out why she felt this way. She’d gone through far worse and not been affected like this.

But it wasn’t about the pain. It wasn’t really about the spanking exactly. She could have gotten free at any time. She’d chosen to stay over his lap and be spanked.

Because she trusted him?

It was a scary thought.

Maybe that was why she felt so vulnerable. Because she’d completely trusted him to take care of her and he’d kind of stripped her bare.

“Little one? Come back to me now. It’s all done. It’s all over now and I need you back here with me.”

She shuddered. She wanted to go back to him.

His hand wrapped around the back of her neck, squeezing firmly.

“Come here. Come to me. Right now. Breathe. In. Out. And again. Back to me.”

The sternness of his voice and the firm hold he had on her helped her take a deep breath and come back into her body. She pulled herself together.

Really. This was ridiculous.

“Sorry,” she muttered, completely embarrassed.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” he told her firmly. He moved his free hand up and down her back.