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With a soft sigh, she turns around to face the back of the couch again.
“Good girl.”I rub her ass cheeks, warming them, appreciating the softness of her skin.Then I pull back my hand and give her a nice, hard spank.
“Oof.”She lets out a long breath.“That hurt, Daddy.”
“Well, that’s what you get for keeping those kinds of secrets from us.We could’ve just talked, baby.But now you get a spanking.”
“Win-win, right?”She laughs until I spank her again.“Ow!”
“Still think it’s a win?”I give her another spank.“How about now?”
“Okay, okay, you’re right—I should’ve talked to you.”She almost sounds contrite.
I give her several more spankings, but nothing too forceful.Her legs are quivering by the time I’m done, and her ass cheeks are a nice, deep pink.
I put my hand on her hip, the skin of my palm hot.“Do you think you’ll talk to us first next time?”
“Yes, Daddy.”She meets my gaze.“I’m sorry I talked to Wallace before you.”
“I understand.Just know you can talk to us—either of us.One at a time if that’s easier.But we’re always here for you and we won’t judge if you’re nervous or afraid of something.”
She nods.“Same goes for you guys though, right?You’ll talk to me when you’re worried about something?”
“Yes.”I’m not sure if leaving the criminal side of the family counts as being worried, but it doesn’t hurt to act in good faith.“So I’ll go ahead and say more about Edmund’s trip to Rendsell—we want out.”
“Out?”
“Out of the family business.”I unfasten my pants and fist my cock through my boxer briefs.“Our work scares you, and it puts you in danger.So we’re done.Now spread your legs, baby girl.Daddy needs you.”
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Danica
I can’t believe they’re going to leave their life of crime—for me.After my spanking and sex, I sit in Troy’s lap and place my hand over his heart.I love the steady thump against my palm.
The door opens a crack.Troy and I look up.
“Edmund?”Troy calls.
“Yeah, it’s me.Can you put Cackle in Danica’s room?”
“He’s there already, I think.”I get off of Troy’s lap and hurry to the room, nervous because of Edmund’s strange tone of voice.When I see Cackle curled up at the foot of my bed, I close the door and return to the living room.“He’s in there.Why?”
The door opens the rest of the way and a gangly Doberman rushes into the apartment.
I’m not sure if I should leap behind the couch or get on the floor and greet him.
Troy exclaims, “Arky!”and gets on the floor.
The dog rushes over to him to accept pets and cuddles.
I remember seeing this dog at Rendsell.I turn my attention to Edmund.“What’s going on?”
“I’m sorry—I know we have Cackle, but I couldn’t leave Arky there.”
“This is one of the dogs from your family’s house?”
“Yeah.”He looks worried.“Are you okay with this?We can get a new place?—”
