Well. Darn it.
Marisol helped Linc tidy up all the packaging. He vacuumed up the glitter while she cleaned up her crafting stuff. She felt awful about the mess she’d made as well as disobeying him.
She did deserve her spanking. Even if she wasn’t looking forward to it.
Finally, the living room was in some semblance of order.
“Did you put your things in your new purse?” he asked her.
“I haven’t moved it all over yet.” After seeing how worn her bag was that held her lancing device, insulin and monitor, along with her glucose tabs and a few other things, he’d done some research and bought her a new one. It was made of red leather. She loved it.
“You can do that soon. Where did this car seat come from?” he asked, looking at the over-sized child’s car seat with harness. It looked top of the range and expensive.
“I thought you ordered it.”
“No,” he grunted. “I ordered the booster.” He pointed at the half-booster that had no back to it.
“Then who ordered this?”
He sighed. “I have an idea. Zander.”
“Why would Zander send a car seat here? Oh no, will he be mad that I opened it?” she asked, worriedly.
“No. Not since I’m certain that it’s for you.”
“He sent me a harnessed seat for the truck?”
“Yep.”
“Why?” she asked.
“Who knows. But the last thing he said to me was that I needed a proper seat for you and then one appears. He’s odd like that.” He turned to her. “Come here.” Linc crooked a finger at her and she walked over to him. Cupping her face, he kissed her lightly. “You’re going to spend ten minutes in time-out while I take this stuff into your playroom. Then when I call out to you, you’re to come to me and lay yourself across my lap, understand?”
“I understand, Daddy.”
“Your naughty girl stool has arrived so you can sit on it.” He drew the stool out and set it in the corner of the living room.
She moved towards it, but Linc grabbed hold of her hand gently. “You’re going to sit on a bare bottom. You might as well take your pants off entirely. You’re not going to need them. You can nap in my T-shirt and I’ll put you in one of your outfits after you wake up.”
Well. Hell.
She blushed but didn’t argue as she pulled off her yoga pants.
Linc ran a finger down her ass once she was bare. “Good to see you can follow some orders. If you’d been wearing panties then your spanking would be twice as long.”
He led her to the time-out stool and had her sit with her nose pressed to the wall. “I’ll be in and out of the room often. If you feel uncomfortable or ill or off then call out your safeword. Okay?”
“Okay, Daddy.”
Time seemed to drift by slowly as she sat there. Tired, she shut her eyes. It had been exhausting, undoing all those packages. Her mind drifted to Caley’s book. She hoped she had been helpful with her comments.
“Okay, teeny, it’s time to come ge
t your spanking.”
“Oh.” She sat up and turned towards him, her hand on her chest. “You gave me a fright.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “Were you about to fall asleep?”