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Her feet were drumming against the floor as tears streamed down her face and pooled on the table. It would occur to her later that she had to wipe the table all over again, but just then she didn’t have the presence of mind to think of anything but the harrowing burn that bit down deeper into her buttocks with each hard, punishing thud.

Smack. The paddle walloped her left cheek. She tried to gasp, but a sob surfaced instead. Her entire body was racked with them as the paddle was laid in the same spot with equal strength, compounding the heat and prickly, angry sting all over her ass.

“D-da-dd-y!” she wailed. “Please!” She wished she could make a more eloquent plea, but it was all she could manage.

“Almost there, baby. You’re doin’ good.”

But that praise didn’t stop him from lighting into her tail with what felt like a sledgehammer as the paddle smacked down again and again. Piper didn’t think her poor heinie would ever recover as she sobbed pitifully.

“Almost done. Stay good for me now. You’ve got two more comin’.”

Two more. The words felt blissful and terrifying all at once. She didn’t know how she could take anymore.

The first spank landed right in the center of her buttocks, pushing her forward over the table and driving that damn butt plug into her like a chisel! It was a different pain—still hot, biting agony, but made worse by the plug. Piper tried to brace herself through her breathless sobs, but there was no preparing for the last swat. It came down like a clap of thunder as she screamed, choking on sobs.

She didn’t hear him set down the paddle or say anything. All she could hear were her own heart-wrenching cries.

Chapter 14

Chase waited patiently for Piper to settle down. He had delivered a hard paddling, and he knew it would take a while.Shewon’t be sittin’ comfortably for several days, he thought as his eyes raked over her crimson orbs. He could see a few blisters rising on her tender skin.

When her sobs subsided a bit he walked over and gently lifted her from the table. She turned into him, her arms encircling him and buried her face into his shirt.

“Shh.” He ran a hand over her messy blonde hair. “It’s okay. It’s all over now, darlin’.” But he couldn’t be sure if she heard him over her frenzied sobs, so he patted her back and waited.

Finally, she was crying quietly and he asked if she wanted to go to bed. Piper nodded with her lip quivering and tears still falling down her cheeks.

He swept her up into his arms in one smooth movement and she curled her arms around his neck while he carried her up to the stairs. His lips quirked to notice her surprise when, instead of the guest room she’d been using, he took her to his bedroom instead. She didn’t react even as he laid her down on his fluffy comforter.

The only thing she did was move to rub her blistered behind, but Chase caught her wrists before she was successful.

“You’re mean,” she told him through quivering lips and narrowed, watery eyes.

He chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. “You know, I’ve been called worse.”

“I’ll bet.”

“Hey, now. I seem to recall you bein’ told not to be a brat.”

She tried to wiggle away, but he pulled her close until her head was resting on his chest. She didn’t fight anymore after that.

I reckon she’s about as worn-out as I am, he mused, though even a hard day’s work on a ranch didn’t quite measure up to having your ass tanned.

“Daddy…”

“Hmm, baby?”

“I was wondering…”

“Out with it,” he ordered.

“Um… when are you going to take out the… you know.”

He grinned. “I wasn’t plannin’ on it.”

Piper sat up with a grunt and looked up at him, her eyes wide and incredulous. “Daddy, please! If you leave it in, I won’t be able to fall asleep.”

Chase considered her plea. “Okay, I’ll take it out.”

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