Page 26 of Tizzy's Little Thanksgiving

“That’s all for now,”Eddie said when a half-hour had passed and she’d filled three full pages of the journal.

“For now?” She set the pen down and shook her hand out. “That’s alot!”

Eddie took her hand in his, massaging the cramping out of her fingers. “I remember Georgie telling me you had about a million index cards and notebooks full of lists when you were in nursing school.”

“Well, there was a lot to learn,” she defended. “It’s how I studied so I wouldn’t make a mistake and kill someone.”

Eddie tilted her head up with a single finger under her chin. “My point is, that if you can learn all that and become the fabulous nurse you are today, I have absolutely no doubt you can learn a few rules. And, when you forget one, there won’t be anything even close to death as a consequence, so I don’t want you to freak out about making a mistake.”

“Easy for you to say. It’s not your butt that will be paying that consequence.”

“See, you’ve already learned a very important lesson. What was the first line you wrote down, my little student?”

His hand flipped the journal closed so she couldn’t cheat, but she didn’t need to.

“Daddy is in charge.”

“Good girl,” he praised, dropping another kiss on top of her head. “The rest will soon be learned just as easily. But as long as you know andtruly believein number one, I promise you, Teresa, you’re not only going to be just fine, you’re going to know you are loved and safe. I will never, ever harm you.” When her mouth dropped open, he closed it with a tap of his fingertip. “Wash your mouth out, spank you, make your bottom burn inside and out, punish you whenever necessary, yes, there will definitely be that, but true harm… I swear on my life that will never happen.”

“I know, Daddy,” she said and realized she meant it with her whole being.

Chapter 10

Teresa

She supposedshe should have known that was all he needed to hear. Because the next thing she knew, they were right back where they started. Eddie seated on the couch only this time there was a paddle sitting beside his hip. As for her, she was once again standing between his knees and she was the one whose fingers were hooked into the waistband of her panties.

“Just like when you’re in the OR, you know the equipment that will be used,” he said, patting his implement of choice from that horrid armoire, “and you know what to expect. There is no need for your thoughts to spin as you know you are safe and that I don’t care how many tears soak my jeans or how much snot is smeared on them. The entire purpose of this is to pay the consequences for your naughtiness and once we are done, your slate will be wiped completely clean,” he reminded her in what she had immediately labeled as Mr. Calm Daddy’s voice.

“The longer you take, the longer your time over Daddy’s knee and the longer your spanking.”

Make that Mr. Determined to Redden your Ass Daddy. In other words, move your ass, girl!

With a final drawn-out sigh, she released any hope that the fates were going to grant her leniency. She’d known from the moment she’d pulled that key out of that darn flowerpot that there would be a price to pay. Granted, she thought it would be her butt in jail and not over Eddie’s knees, but still, she had pled guilty and the sentence had been handed down. Not knowing where she found the courage, she finally began to push her panties down, voluntarily baring herself to him. Once the orange cotton reached her knees, she knew her face was flaming. Even she could see the gusset was a much darker orange than the rest of the fabric.

The lady doth protests too much methinks.

She wanted to tell her inner voice to take a hike, but she remained silent and took one herself. Two steps forward and a slight turn to the right had her sinking down to place herself over her Daddy’s knee. Her palms found the floor below her and her toes the floor behind her as a very strong arm slipped around her waist and tugged her a few inches closer to his waist.

“Very nicely done, little Tizzy. Now, tell Daddy why you are over his knee with your panties down and this pretty bottom bare.”

Oh my sweet Jiminy Cricket.

Who knew Daddies really did say things that came straight out of a romance novel? What she did know was this was the moment when she truly could identify with every single character who had ever been draped over anything, half naked and being expected to confess their sins before the first smack fell.

“I’m getting a spanking because I broke into your apartment,” she said, a little amazed at being able to get that all out without panicking.

“Correct, and what will happen when your spanking is over?” Eddie asked, the hand moving from her hip to splay over the globes of her ass.

Her thoughts didn’t begin to spin because she knew what the answer was as she’d written it down in her book.

“You’ll going to sit me on you lap and cuddle me until I stop crying.” She wished they could just skip to that part.

“That’s right. And what are you going to do if at any time you feel yourself start to spin?”

“I’ll say ‘apple’ and you’ll stop.”

“You got a perfect score, Teresa. I’m very proud of you and will continue to be proud no matter how much ruckus you put up during this spanking, so don’t even try to hold back. Daddy’s got you, okay?”

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