Page 69 of On His Ranch

“And if you forget your promise, what’s gonna happen, baby girl?”

“You’ll spank me?” she guessed.

“That’s right, Daddy’ll bring you right back up here, put you over my knee, and spank you until you bawl. And on top of that,” he added, “I’ll make you wear a butt plug for the rest of the day.”

She groaned, whether in pleasure at the fingering she was getting or horror at the threat, she couldn’t be sure.

“It doesn’t matter if you get your spankin’ at six in the morning or six at night, either way, you’ll spend the rest of the day with your ass plugged. Understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Although, at this current moment I’m not sure how big a deterrent that is,” he mused. “Seems to me you like having your naughty hole filled. Don’t you, baby?”

“I likeyoufilling me,” she put in eagerly.

Then Chase was removing his finger and when she turned around to look, he was wiping it off. “Hmph.”

“Will you?” she asked eagerly, batting her eyelashes at him.

“You know I don’t fuck naughty girls who have been spanked.”

“But—”

He cleared his throat and pinned her with ayoungladylook that had her forgetting what she’d been about to say. “Maybe we can revisit that subject tomorrow, dependin’ on how you behave.”

Feeling very sorry for herself, Piper sat up and pulled her knees to her chest.

“No poutin’,” he warned. “Now, I’m gonna go wash my hands and then you’re goin’ to bed.”

“In here?” she asked, forgetting to sulk for a moment.

“Yeah, for a special treat, I suppose.”

“But Daddy—” She’d been about to sayI thought you don’t reward naughty girlswhen she thought better of it. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

While Chase went to the adjourning bathroom, she took a look around. She laughed out loud at what she saw. She had somehow expected to see baseball posters or plastic gold trophies, but Chase’s room didn’t have any of the normal trappings of boyhood. Well, at least not what was considered ‘normal.’ There was a poster—of John Wayne, cowboy hat and all. There were sheets of faded notebook paper tacked on the walls which, at closer look, showed weather predictions.

“Aha!” Piper greeted him when he returned.

“‘Scuse me?”

“You haven’t always wanted to be a rancher! You wanted to be a weatherman!”

Chase chuckled. “Oh, poor little Piper.”

Her forehead scrunched in confusion. “What? Why?”

“Senior made me memorize the weather report and add my own findings. It was part of my education in science, but also meant to prepare me for runnin’ a ranch.”

“Well, that doesn’t make any sense! It’s not like you canchangethe weather.”

“Nope, but if you can predict it accurately then you know when things have to be done and can do them in the right order.”

She let her breath out in a huff. “Can’t say I didn’t try, but I guess you’re hopeless.”

His smile flashed, making her belly knot itself up and making her wish she hadn’t just been spanked. “Lucky for you, don’tcha think? If it hadn’t been supposed to rain on the day we met, I never woulda been in that barn that early. You woulda taken your nap, and been on your way to your aunt’s with me none the wiser and we never woulda met.”

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