Page 33 of Protecting Little Phoebe

“Oh, my poor girl, no. When you get a spanking, you’ll definitely know.”

“I will?”

“Yes, because you’ll be over my knee, your bottom will be bare, and it will hurt. Unless we’re talking about a fun spanking. That’s something different entirely.”

Yikes.

“Bare bottomed?”

“Only way to give a spanking. Unless we’re in public. I don’t think I would want anyone else seeing your bottom. So I’d likely spank you over your clothes then spank you properly when I had you in private.”

“You’d spank me in public? I don’t think you can do that.”

“Maybe out there in the world, but you’re forgetting where we are. No one would blink twice if I spanked you here.”

Right. Yikes.

He sat on the sofa with her on his lap, facing him. “Is your back all right?”

“I’m going to tell you right now that you better not say you’re too heavy for me to carry. You are not.”

Okay. She wouldn’t suggest that.

“Now, why were you worried that I wouldn’t be here this morning?” he asked, grasping hold of her chin to tilt her head back.

“I was just worried that maybe you’d changed your mind.”

His face softened. “Little girl, I’m not going to change my mind about this.”

“Well, you might once you get to know me.”

“And why would that happen? Is there something awful about you? Something you haven’t told me? Do you turn into a vampire at night?”

“No, silly, if I were a vampire I wouldn’t be able to walk around during the day.”

“Hmm. A werewolf then?”

“Noo! I’m not that hairy!” she protested.

“Good to know. Well, do you kick puppies?”

“What?” She gave him a horrified look. How could he think that? “No! I would never! I love puppies.”

“Whew. That’s good. That would have been a deal breaker. I know, do you steal candy from babies?”

“Hmm, well, I do like candy. I would only steal it if it was Gushers. Babies shouldn’t be eating that candy anyway.”

“Very true. But then, neither should Little girls.” He tapped her nose.

“That’s just mean. Little girls are mostly made of sugar. We need it to keep us going.”

“No, what you need is lots of good nutrition like protein and vegetables and fruit. And a tiny bit of sugar.”

“I’m not sure I like where this is going, Daddy.”

He looked startled, then he smiled. “You called me Daddy.”

“I’m sorry,” she said. “Did you not want me to?”

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