Page 28 of Rekindling Little River
“I’m not going to go easy on you for your first punishment. I can already see it won’t be your last and while I’m happy to spank your naughty bottom anytime you need it, I don’t want you risking your health and safety again.”
“What are you going to do?” They’d finally found their voice, but they weren’t altogether sure they wanted the answer considering what they saw sitting on the bed beside them.
“Well, baby,” Daddy answered, reaching for the long wooden paddle next to them, “I’m going to spank your naughty bottom with this.” He held the paddle up and showed it to them. It was long and slim and engraved with the wordsNaughty Baby. “But,” he continued after a moment, “not until after I’ve plugged your bottom with this.” Daddy held up a slim, metal butt plug with a jewel on the base.
River swallowed audibly as they inspected the two items Daddy planned to use on them. Maybe they’d acted just a bit prematurely. Perhaps they should have considered things a bit more before taking that leap. Then again, the mix of anticipation and fear of the unknown was a heady thing, sending the blood zinging through their veins, arousal leaking from their core, and a throbbing, aching need pulsing through their being.
Dave
River, bent over that mattress waiting patiently for their punishment, was a thing of beauty the likes of which Dave had never seen before. His cock throbbed in his pants, straining to break free and punish that sweet ass in a whole different, much more pleasurable way. He simply adjusted it and reminded himself that this was something much more serious. River had put themself at risk and he needed to be sure they never willfully did that again.
He picked up the bottle of lube first, squirting a bit on his fingers and rubbing it on River’s puckered hole. He fought the urge to rush, needing some part of himself inside them. All ingood time. He squirted a bit more lube on his fingers, wanting to make sure River was ready. While what he planned wouldn’t feel good for River, he didn’t want to injure them.
Slowly he slipped a finger past the resistance of their back hole. It glided in pretty easily due to the amount of lubrication on his fingers, so he quickly added another finger. He worked them in and out of River’s tight ass, scissoring them and stretching their channel. He didn’t linger on the act, despite the moans and mewls coming from River. This part wasn’t for pleasure. He’d have his chance to linger and play. Soon. For now, he was efficient and tried to be clinical. Not that it was working, but he tried.
Once River was suitably stretched, he cleaned his fingers with cleansing wipes and picked up the plug. He didn’t meet much resistance at first but as the wider portions of the plug went in, he worked it in and out, the rhythm easing the process for his baby. Once the widest portion slipped in, and the base nestled against their hole, Dave took a moment to admire the jewel winking back at him.
“You doing okay, baby?” he asked while tapping the jeweled end a few times.
“Yes, Daddy,” River panted.
Dave closed his eyes to remind himself what he was doing. Punishment. This was a punishment. He couldn’t fuck River until he’d gotten his point across. He took deep breaths, gathering his self-control and picked up the paddle.
“I’m not going to give you a particular number of swats. I don’t believe that’s the best way to teach a lesson. I’m going to spank you until I feel you’ve learned the lesson of not putting yourself in danger.” He rubbed the wooden paddle over their bottom as he spoke, building anticipation. “You have your safe word. If it gets to be too much, use it. We’ll reevaluate. It won’tget you out of your punishment, but we can talk and, if needed, find another punishment.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Dave didn’t believe in wasting time or breath so once the agreement had left River’s lips, he raised the paddle and smacked it down on their ass. River jumped a bit and yelped, their hands moving from above their head to instinctively cover their ass. Dave reached out and gathered their wrists, holding them in place behind their back to keep River from hurting themself.
Dave worked quickly, landing smack after smack down on River’s rear but that didn’t stop him from enjoying watching them try to squirm or listening to them moan and whimper. Eventually, those moans turned to groans, the whimpers turned to sniffles and the light brown skin covering their bottom turned a nice, rosy shade of pink. It still wasn’t enough.
“You can’t put yourself in danger like that, baby,” he said as he landed another blow, and River released their first sob. “You’re much too precious to risk that way.” Another swat landed and tears leaked from River’s eyes as they tried to wriggle and squirm away from the wooden paddle. “If something happened to you, I couldn’t take it.” Another two swats and River sobbed in earnest. Their movements stilled as they sagged down into the mattress and gave in to their fate. Dave laid down two more smacks to drive the point home before he tossed aside the paddle, sat on the bed, and gathered a weeping River into his arms.
River
River’s butt hurt. Thankfully, Daddy had landed the paddle in ways that avoided the plug as much as possible but that didn’t lessen the searing burn or stinging pain on their bottom. River’s tears flowed freely while their Daddy held them close, rubbing the hot skin in soothing circles and murmuring comforting words in their ear.
“That’s a good baby. You took your punishment so well. I’m so proud of you.” When their sobs turned to hiccups and their tears stopped running, Daddy took some tissues from the box he’d been prepared with and cleaned their cheeks and chin. He took more tissues, held them to their nose and instructed them to blow. They did so with no complaint, allowing Daddy to take care of them. It was nice to have someone who actually wanted to do the little things.
Daddy cupped their cheeks and looked directly into their eyes when he told them, “You did so perfectly, baby. You’re such a good baby. So strong and brave and sweet. Such a perfect Little babysaurus.” His praise made them preen and let out a tiny little roar.
Daddy bent his head and kissed their forehead, then their nose, and finally their lips. River clutched his shoulders and opened for him, allowing his tongue entry. Daddy had promised a reward if they took their punishment and they planned to collect.
CHAPTER 26
Dave
The week passed in a blur of activities and memorable moments. Dave took River to the sapphire mine, exploring in the woods, and they went for a hike and horseback riding. Each new aspect of River that he got to know fascinated him more than the last. Their conversations were never boring, the bond between them ever growing.
Dave was sure to give River plenty of time with their new friends. It was a dream week, the only downside being that ticking clock on their time together. With each passing hour Dave’s feelings for River grew and with those feelings came the certainty that if this ended, when their time at Rawhide Ranch was done, his heart would be decimated. He tried not to focus on how quickly time was passing though. Instead, he focused on his plans for the last night at the Ranch.
Dave had everything arranged with Master Derek. He’d chosen the location, it had been taped off to give them privacy, and monitors had been chosen to be close by. If anything went wrong, all they’d have to do was call out and, in moments, helpwould be there. He’d even gotten masks made for them. His was a wolf and River’s was a bunny.
Though he’d been dreading their last day at the Ranch, now that it had arrived, he found himself anxious for nightfall. He’d helped River spend the entire week being Little. They’d barely come out of the headspace at all, but tonight they’d be Big River and Dave was ready to play their big game.
As the time for their games approached, he took River to dinner, ordering them a big, calorie-packed meal. They’d need their strength. Then, he’d taken River back to their room and helped them change into comfy, durable, and warm clothing. The evenings weren’t too cool yet and their activity was sure to keep River warm, but it was better to be overdressed than underprepared. After all, one could shed layers easier than adding them.
The sun was a low, blazing-red ball sinking behind the distant mountains when he led River outside and to the trees surrounding the Ranch. They took their time strolling toward their destination, the sky becoming a watercolor canvas of purples, pinks, oranges, and navy. It was a gorgeous sight, and both were silent as they took in the beauty of nature.
