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Over an hour later, Addy was bursting with impatience as she watched Dash saddle three horses. Addy rubbed Princess’s nose and the horse butted her head against her in reply.
Addy giggled. Dash looked over at her and smiled.
“Sorry that took me so long,” Eliot said, joining them just as Dash had finished saddling all three horses. Eliot leaned down and kissed Addy’s forehead.
“You ready to go for a ride, sweetie?” Eliot asked her.
Addy nodded frantically. Riding with the two of them was a special treat.
“Okay, some ground rules,” Dash said, turning. “You have to stay right beside Daddy and me. No going any faster than a walk and no riding off on your own. You have to do what Daddy and I say. Understand?”
Addy pouted a little at the restrictions but nodded. She just wanted to get going.
Eliot helped Addy up while Dash mounted and led the way out of the stables. They sauntered along, Addy just happy to be with them. But soon the slow pace grew boring.
“Can we go faster, Papa?” she asked.
“No, baby, this is as fast as little girls should go,” Dash replied.
“But it’s boring,” she moaned.
“Addy, we can turn around and go home,” he said sternly.
Addy sighed and they meandered on until they reached the stream that ran through the property.
“How about we have lunch over by that oak?” Dash pointed out a large tree in the distance. Suddenly a little devil took Addy over.
“Last one there is a rotten egg,” she called out, a game they often played. She kicked Princess into a run, racing forward, ignoring the calls of her men. She was first to reach the tree and was dismounting as Eliot and Dash rode up, matching frowns on their faces.
“I won!” she said cheerfully as both men dismounted.
“Congratulations,” Dash said darkly. “Your prize is a spanking.”
“What?” she asked as Eliot pulled down a blanket and picnic basket. Dash grabbed her arm and turned her towards the tree.
“You can just stand here, miss, and think about how naughty you just were.”
Addy sniffled a little but he didn’t change his mind and she had to stand there, staring at some stupid oak tree while Dash and Eliot got their picnic lunch ready.
“Come here, Addy,” Dash said sternly.
Addy turned to find both men sitting on the blanket. Addy walked reluctantly over. Dash reached for the fastening of her riding pants, pulling them and her panties down.
“Papa, I’
m sorry,” she said.
“What was the rule, miss?” he asked sternly as he pulled her over his knee, the air cool against her bare bottom.
“I wasn’t supposed to go faster than a walk. But it’s fun to run, Papa.”
“Little girls are supposed to obey their Daddies and if they don’t then they end up being spanked. That was very dangerous, little one, you could have hurt yourself and Daddy and I would have been very upset.”
Addy sniffed, feeling very bad. “Sorry, Papa.”
Smack! Smack! Smack!