Her shoulders slumped.
He shook his head then came back and helped her up. He walked her over to the time-out chair. “Ten minutes. For you and Chompers both.”
He grabbed the toy and helped her sit, before handing Chompers to her.
“Daddy is being a big meanie today, isn’t he, Chompers?” she muttered.
“No talking or that’s extra minutes.”
She let out a huge disgruntled sigh. He gave Mr. Fluffy a pat as he passed by to grab something from behind the bookshelf. He really needed to look into training the puppy. As well as getting him to a vet.
He drew out the whiteboard he’d hidden behind the bookshelf and grabbed some pens from a drawer. Then he sat down to write everything while she was in time-out.
“Come here, baby doll,” he said after ten minutes. Standing, he held out his arms.
She moved quickly into his embrace and he held her gently, rubbing his hand up and down her back. “Do you know why you were in time-out?”
“Because I threw Chompers at you then lied and said Chompers did it himself.”
“That’s right. You also weren’t listening, were you?”
“I’s sorry, Daddy.”
“I know, baby doll. But I think we need some help to manage your behavior. So I have made this chart.”
He turned her towards the whiteboard that was leaning against the wall. “Here we have Daddy’s rules listed.” He pointed to the rules. “Over here, we can keep track of any naughty or good behavior. At the end of the week if there are more good ticks than naughty ones, my girl gets a reward.”
“And if there is more naughty than good?” she asked suspiciously.
“She gets a punishment. Of course, if she breaks a health and safety rule she gets punished immediately regardless. But she also gets two ticks on the naughty side.”
“But you won’t spank me while I’m injured.”
“No, but Daddy is keeping track. Once you’re well enough to be punished, Daddy will be reddening that bottom. I have a feeling you won’t sit properly for weeks.”
“Daddy!” she cried. Then she eyed him. “What are my rewards?”
“Hmm, could be a new stuffy or toy. Or it could be getting to stay up later for a night or extra playtime. Or it could be Daddy’s face between your legs for several hours while he licks your pretty pussy.”
“Yeah, that sounds good,” she squeaked.
Yeah, sounded damn good to him too.
38
Millie, help me.
Help me. Where are you? I need you!
“Millie, wake up. Wake up, baby doll.”
She came awake with a gasp, her body shaking. A strong arm rested over her belly as she lay on her back, fighting off the dream.
“It’s okay, just a nightmare, baby doll. Just a nightmare. You’re here with me. You’re safe.”
Her heart raced. She felt ill. Her breath sawed in and out of her lungs.
“I’m here. Daddy’s here.” He kissed her cheek before reaching over to the bedside table to grab her bottle of fairy juice, helping her sip from it. She took several sips.