Page 75 of On His Ranch

Best get this over with quickly. There was plenty’a work to be done before this mishap, now there will be a mess to clean up and a house to air out as well.

Chase stopped by his nightstand and opened the top drawer, removing a clear, thin ruler. He could feel Piper’s eyes on him, but he ignored her as he also removed a butt plug—this one a bit taller and wider than the one he’d used yesterday.

Her gasp was sharp, but he ignored that, too, and set the butt plug and lube down on his nightstand. Ruler in hand, he sat down and maneuvered her until she was over his lap.

“Daddy… please, don’t.”

“Every naughty girl’s slogan,” he remarked, shifting her over his knee.

“I’m so sorry! Please, I’ll be a good girl from now on! If you just—”

“Just what? Don’t spank you?” he guessed. “What’s funny is I could swear youalreadypromised you’d be a good girl, that there would be no more spankin’s in your future. That was, what? Four hours ago? Five?”

She hung her head and began to cry while he positioned her ass right where he wanted it.

“Now, seein’ as you did get a pretty good wallopin’ earlier, I’m goin’ to focus mainly on your sit-spot and your thighs. D’you understand?”

“Y-yes, sir.”

“Good.” And with no further discussion, he began. He brought the ruler down hard and fast across her sit-spot, ignoring the cries that were immediate. She needed this spanking. And what was more, he needed to give it to her.

This isn’t fair!Piper thought as her bottom was relentlessly whacked. She couldn’t help but think of the ruler she’d used for geometry class not so many years ago without ever dreaming its cousin would one day cause her so much pain!I don’t deserve this! He’s being somean!

Piper flinched as another quick, stinging slap hit her thighs. They came faster than she could count, and they bit into her tender skin with so much sting that tears began to blur her vison.

“I don’t tolerate disobedience, somethin’ you should be well aware of by now, young lady,” Chase said before inflicting another barrage of awful smacks with the ruler. They were lower this time, and the heat was intensifying.

“I know,” she managed to sob out. “I am s-so so-rr-y. Please, stop. Pl-please!”

Maybe he couldn’t hear her over the loud smack of the ruler, because he didn’t answer. The ruler was doing all his talking for him at present, and it was making Piper one sad, sorry little girl.

The burn had grown to a point where it was intolerable. She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t help it—she was desperate! She reached back and tried to protect her poor, helpless bottom.

“You know better than that,” he chided, giving her hand a sharp smack before taking her hand and pinning it up high on her back.

“Ow!” she protested loudly.

“You just earned yourself a dozen extra, baby girl.”

True to his word, Chase immediately began spanking her again, each smack of the ruler hard and searing.

Piper was crying so hard she could see the damp spot on the bedspread. The fire in her sit-spot was like pain she’d never felt before. Which, considering the education she’d gotten over the last several days, was saying something.

Suddenly, her arm was being released. She brought it back in front of her, chest heaving as tears poured down her face.

“Stand up.”

She thought of asking why, but quickly thought better of it. Sniffling, she swiped at her eyes and slid off his lap. “Where do you—”

“Right in front of me.”

Obediently, Piper stood directly in front of him, trying to get ahold of herself while he stared at her.

“Spread your legs.”

“W-what?” The question came out before she could stop herself this time.

His annoyance was marked in the way he furrowed his brow. “Spread your legs.”

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