Page 68 of On His Ranch

She breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”

“On one condition.” He waited until he had her rapt—and frankly, tense—attention. “Next time, youwillsleep with it in. Got it?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He smothered a smile. He liked how quickly she seemed to be getting used to calling him Daddy. “Not only that, but I’m gonna finger that naughty little hole of yours to make sure it’s taught a good lesson.”

Piper’s lip quivered and she choked back a sob, but she nodded.

“Alright then. Lie down.”

She did with slow, hesitant movements, peeking up at him with her large, guileless eyes.

He read her loud and clear:Daddy, please, no!But he was pleased she didn’t protest.She’s a quick learner after all… just needs consistent, frequent instruction. Well, truth be told, he liked that part.

As soon as she lay down, he reached for her glowing red orbs, not even bothering to hide his chuckle when she squeaked at his touch. “Shh. You’re alright. I have to touch to take it out. You’re not havin’ second thoughts now, are you?”

“No, Daddy.”

Pleased with her submission, he rewarded her by being as gentle as he possibly could. Still, she cried out and cringed as he removed the plug. “And that’s a small one,” he remarked.

She turned her head to look back at him though she did nothing to move her ass out of his range. “You don’t mean…”

“Oh, yes.” He grinned wickedly. “They come in all shapes and sizes, little girl. Even if you’re on your best behavior—which I s’pect you won’t be, after the sting from your paddling fades—I feel confident you’ll try them all in time.”

“I’m never going to be a bad girl,” she told him tearfully. “Not ever, ever,everagain.”

Chase chuckled.So all spanked little girls say while their ass still hurts. Still, he felt tender toward his new little one and reached out to caress her hair. “This will end your punishment. I’m gonna finger that tight asshole for a minute, like I promised. You be still for me, and listen to what I have to say, understand?”

“Yes, Daddy.” When she bit her bottom lip, his cock sprang to attention. Maybe he’d taste her lip later, when things were right between them again.

He stroked her ass for a moment, running his hands over her hot, scalded cheeks until she relaxed. It was funny—his touch definitely made her whimper, but unless his ear was mistaken, it was a kind of discomfort that carried pleasure with it. Once he was sure she’d relaxed as much as she was able to, he produced the bottle of lube. With one hand, he rubbed her scorched cheek and with the other he popped the top and squirted lube onto his index finger, getting it nice and wet. She didn’t even see it coming until his finger was prodding at her back door.

Piper tensed, but as soon as he cleared his throat, she widened her legs and relaxed her bottom.

Very, very good. Must have gotten her tail even better than I thought.Chase was grinning to himself as he inserted his digit into her tight, puckered anus.

“Take a deep breath,” Chase told her while his finger pushed.

Piper obeyed, though slowly and shakily. This all—the whole evening—was new territory for her and it didn’t seem like it was going to stop anytime soon. She was still sore from having the anal plug inside her, and though his finger was certainly not as thick, still, the pressure was unfamiliar.

Once she’d exhaled she could feel Chase’s finger inside. She cringed, embarrassed to know he was back there, inside of her.

And yet… there was something deliciously naughty and thrilling about it, too.Why is it that everything naughty makes me wet?

“Good girl,” Chase said, his voice a warm purr that helped her loosen up even more. “Now, are you listenin’?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she answered at once, liking the way it sounded on her lips.

“You’re goin’ to obey Daddy from now on,” he instructed, his finger sliding in and out of her back hole.

It was a puzzling sensation. It had been uncomfortable and tight when he was trying to get in, but now that he was inside her, the pleasure was undeniable. She melted into the bed, curling her arm and hugging herself, a secret smile curving her lips.

“Yes, Daddy,” she answered, and when she spoke, it sounded like she had a little-girl voice. The sound of it made her smile.

“No matter what, you do what Daddy tells you,” he continued, his finger sliding in and out again. “No arguin’, or talkin’ back.”

It seemed like she was mesmerized by the sound of his voice and the wonderful things he was doing to her. “Yes, Daddy.” She would have promised him anything at that moment.

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