Tammy was bent over Conor’s knee, her ass bare. They weren’t outside anymore, thankfully. Getting spanked is one thing – but getting spanked in the cold evening air is no doubt much, much worse.
‘I don’t understand the game,’ Tammy said. ‘What even is Daddies’ True or False?’
‘Well, I may have made it up on the spot,’ Conor admitted, ‘but it’s probably a traditional, ancient game somewhere in the world.’
‘No doubt,’ agreed Finn.
‘But what are the rules?’ whined Tammy.
‘Easy — your Daddy Finn and I are going to take it in turns to make a statement about you. You have to decide whether the statement is true or false. If you’re correct, then you’ll get a little treat.’
‘And if I’m wrong?’
She felt Conor’s hand move over the smooth skin of her ass. ‘Let’s just say youwon’tbe getting a treat. The opposite, in fact.’
‘A trick?’
‘More like a firm smack to the behind,’ Finn insisted.
‘Eek.’
‘Right, here’s the first statement,’ said Conor. ‘Tammy is a freak.’
Tammy thought about this for a second. Obviously, she knew that they wanted her to say false. But right now, it’s not how she felt.
‘True,’ she said, her voice small and sad.
The moment she said it, she felt Conor’s palm, smacking her, hard, just as he said he would. She yelped.
‘False,’ said Finn, sternly. ‘You want to know why it’s false?’
‘Because you don’t think I’m a freak?’
‘Nope. Hundred percent wrong. It’s false because there’s no such thing as a freak. Everyone’s different. Everyone likes different stuff. Just because someone’s into something that you don’t personally understand, that doesn’t make them a freak.’
‘So, everyone’s a freak?’ she said.
‘Well, you could put it that way,’ conceded Finn. ‘But the way I say it, there’s no such thing. The word’s redundant, and it should be struck from the history books. And as a writer, that’s saying something.’
‘Because you like words?’
‘No, because I’m a lazy asshole.’
She giggled.
‘So, I’ll present the statement once more’ said Conor. ‘Tammy is a freak.’
‘False,’ she said confidently. Weirdly, Finn’s logic made sense. If there was no such thing as a freak, how could she be one?
‘Next,’ Conor said. ‘Tammy always runs away.’
There was no way that this was anything but true. No matter what twisted logic Finn was going to use.
‘True,’ she said.
This smack was even harder than the first. She felt her the skin on her buttock pucker into gooseflesh.
‘Most definitely false,’ Finn corrected.