Page 106 of On His Ranch

The tension in her expression eased some, although there was still worry in her eyes as she turned back around and draped herself over his lap. “Okay. I’m ready.”

Normally, he would have made her wait some more, reminding her of who called the shots and decided when the spanking started. But all things considered, he wanted to get this over with and move on to better things. So he began, his heavy palm ringing out like a shot as he spanked from one cheek to the next. Her pristine creamy flesh began to turn pink almost at once. He concentrated on creating an even palette of dark pink and when each cheek matched it, he began to work down lower where her thigh and buttock met.

“Yeow! Chase! Please, stop!”

“Not yet, baby. Not until I’m done.” He picked up the pace and began to spank each of her sit-spots in turn as she writhed over his lap. “Be still,” he scolded, delivering an extra hard spank. “Or I’ll have to start over.”

“Please, don’t! Daddy, please!” she howled.

Smiling to himself, he let his hand work back up the right side of her ass cheek, then back down the left, peppering each cheek with firm, crisp spanks. “Are you going to think twice before you lie to me again?”

“Yes! I promise! Just, please—”

“Even when you’re mad?” he demanded, adding three quick spanks to the top curve of her ass.

“Yes! Yes, Daddy! I swear!”

“Only bad little girls lie,” he scolded as he gave her thighs some punishing attention.

“I know!” she whined, trying to twist away.

His grip around her waist tightened as he continued to scald her bottom cheeks. “Are you a bad little girl?”

“No, Daddy! I’m not! Isweeeaaarr!”

“Good. Now, an even dozen then and I think we’ll be done.”

“Daaaddddyy, please! Please, stop! I’ll be a good girl if—”

“Good girls do as they’re told,” he reminded her firmly.

Piper promptly burst into tears, but after a minute she stilled over his knee, sniffling as her shoulders shook.

He gave the strokes slowly, each right in the center of her ass. After the crack of his hand sounded, she jutted forward and cried out. He counted them out in his head, his cock hard and pushing against his zipper. It wasn’t comfortable by any means, but he wasn’t going to short-change giving his girl what she needed.

“Almost done, baby,” he told her as he delivered a sharp crack to her behind.

“Oooo-www!” she crooned. “Ithurts, Daddy!”

“I know, baby girl. Just a few more. You can do it.” His hand slammed into her crimson buttocks.

Piper yelped and began to sob.

Another swift spank descended on her glowing orbs. Then another. “You’re taking your punishment like a good girl,” he soothed. “Just one more.” He made it a good one—a hard smack over her sit-spot.

As soon as he’d finished, he helped her up to a sitting position on his knee. Without waiting for him to speak, Piper buried her face in his shirt and began to soak it with her tears.

“Shhh, it’s over now,” he murmured as he rubbed her back. “You’re a good girl. I’m so proud of you, baby,” he said over and over until her sobs had quieted to sniffles.

“Ar-are you r-really?” she asked in a quavery voice as she peeked up at him.

He snuggled her and kissed the top of her head. “‘Course I am. I wouldn’t lie, now, would I? Then I’d be the one gettin’ licks.”

She giggled. “You’re funny when you’re not being mean, Daddy.”

“Oh, mean, am I?” He reached over and tipped her chin up and began to wipe the tear tracks on her cheeks. “Well, I guess you’ve got a point. But I think you like having a daddy who’s a little bit mean.”

She put her thumb and forefinger together and showed him about three inches.

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