Page 64 of On His Ranch

She looked up expectantly.

“I want you naked.”

“I… w-what?” she stammered.

“Strip,” he ordered with a point of his finger.

“But… why?”

“Because you’re bein’ punished, silly.”

Piper took a deep breath and let it out slowly.It’s still better than a spanking, she thought as she nodded. Then, while he watched, she took off her clothes one by one. She had thought she could at least leave her panties on, but a grunt from Chase relieved her of that notion. Once they hit the floor, she quickly crossed her arms over her chest to try to ward off some of the cold, avoiding his gaze while her cheeks blazed hotly.

“Good girl. Now, if you happen to finish up before I’m done with my errand, then I s’pect to find you standin’ in the corner. Understand?”

She nodded, but when he cleared his throat pointedly she added, “Yes, Daddy.”

He nodded and strode from the kitchen. Piper watched him go, wondering what she had gotten herself into.

Chase, true to what he told Piper, had a few evening chores to tend to. He had to see to it that the horses were put away for the night and do the last round of milking with the cows. Given everything that had happened over the last week, he also wanted to check the perimeter and make sure the gate was good and locked. It was long, tiring work on a full stomach after an even longer week.

I’m too old for these late nights, he mused, knowing even while the thought crossed his mind he wouldn’t trade it for anything. Getting to know Piper had been an unexpected pleasure, but being her daddy? That was a gift, and one that he still didn’t know if he’d ever feel worthy of.

When his work was done, he made a quick stop by his workshop. His desk was there, the one he used only for doing the never-ending paperwork that came with owning a ranch. But it wasn’t tax forms he was after, but something in his drawer. He slid that in his pocket and headed back up to the house.

As silently as he could, he slipped into the kitchen. He was pleased to see Piper had obeyed and took a moment to watch her.I don’t think I’ve seen anything sexier than a woman doin’ dishes in the buff.

When he’d watched a while—he didn’t think he’d ever get his fill of Piper, so he might as well get on with her punishment—he walked over on silent feet. Delight filled him as she gasped when he cupped her bare ass in his right hand. His left arm snaked around her and he captured her soft nipple, which he pinched between his fingers.

He released her ass and led her by the nipple back over to the table.

He could tell the exact moment that she saw what he had set on the table, because she gasped again and her body stiffened.

“Do you know what that is?”

“Um…” She was blushing, whether from the answer or because of the humiliation of the entire situation, he wasn’t sure.

“What does it look like?” he prompted.

“Well, if I had to guess… I guess I’d say it looks like a blue penis.” The red in her cheeks intensified.

Chase chuckled. “It does at that, I guess. It’s called a butt plug.”

“Oh, I see,” she said.

He laughed again, knowing she most certainly did not. “Do you know what’s it for?”

“Um… no.”

“It’s for showin’ that adorable little asshole who’s in charge.” He waited for his words to sink in, and when they did, he was not disappointed. The perfunctory flush in her cheeks changed to a deeper pink and then to crimson.

“You… you can’t mean…” She dropped her eyes to the floor, wringing her hands in front of her.

“I reckon spankings by themselves don’t seem to be as effective as I might’ve hoped.”

Piper swallowed hard. “I… I promise I’ll do better, I’ll be good. I promise, Daddy.” Her eyes were wide and plaintive.

“Good, I’m glad to hear it. Which means you’ll have no problem following orders.” He managed to bite back a chuckle just in time as her eyes widened. “Would I be right in assumin’ it’s your first time?”

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