Hearing her call him Daddy nearly made him weep with joy. And seeing her so playful and unguarded was everything he'd never known he'd wanted in life. But he needed to hear the words. "Tesoro.Tell me if you're okay with moving forward."
Her cheeks burned bright red. "I-I deserve to be spanked, Daddy. I was naughty."
Good enough. Tightening his grip on her chin, he forced her head back a little further. "Hmm. Yes, you were, little one. Stand up, Evelyn."
She scrambled off the bed and stood in front of him, trembling slightly. "Jason?" Her voice was barely a whisper.
"Yes?"
Tears shimmered in her eyes, but she rapidly blinked them away. "You're not really mad, are you?"
"No,tesoro.This is all for fun. If you need to pause and talk about anything I'm doing, say yellow. And if it's too much and you need me to stop, say red. Okay?"
Her lips lifted in a shaky smile. "Okay."
"Good girl." Sitting on the edge of the bed, he guided her over his lap. He helped her settle into a comfortable position before lifting a hand and lightly swatting her bottom.
A high, girlish giggle reached his ears, and he grinned. "What's so funny, little one?"
"You booped me! It didn't even hurt!"
"That one was just to get your attention." He swatted her again, a little harder. "Are you listening?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Pranks are very naughty,tesoro.I didn't know where you were."
The flash of fear forced him to pause and rest his hand on her bottom. It had all been in fun, so he had no intention of actually punishing her. When he felt more centered, he smacked her bottom again, drawing a shocked gasp from her lips.
"Should you hide from me, little one?" Another spank, another little gasp. If his cock got any harder, it would cut glass.
"No, Daddy. I'm sorry."
He chuckled and gave each cheek a gentle squeeze. "You don't sound sorry. But that's my fault."
"How so?" she asked, twisting around to give him a confused frown.
"Because. Naughty little girls should always be spanked on their bare bottoms." He patted her panties. "These are keeping you from properly learning your lesson."
"Oh." She gasped when he squeezed again. "I see."
"Lift your hips."
She obeyed immediately, raising herself off his lap enough for him to slide the panties down to her knees. Leaving her bottom, with the slightest pink tint, bare to his gaze. "Beautiful," he murmured, stroking her trembling cheeks. "And all mine."
"Yes." The word was a breathless promise.
"My little girl." He landed a sharp swat to each cheek, allowing himself a flash of pleasure at the sight of his handprint forming on the pale skin. "My beautiful treasure." Another pair of swats, this time making her cry out softly. "How does it feel, little one?"
"So good. More." Her tone had gone from breathless and sweet to demanding and greedy.
Cocking an eyebrow, even though she couldn't see, he put a bit of steel into his voice. "Is that how you talk to your Daddy, little one?"
She squirmed over his lap, her pert little bottom wiggling a bit as she moved. "N-no?"
"No, it isn't." Gripping her waist with one arm, he put some force behind his next flurry of spanks, until she was whining and wiggling over his lap. "Let's try this again. How does that feel,tesoro?"
"It hurts, Daddy," she whined. "But in a good way."