Chapter Twelve
Olivia’s stomach droppedand she stared at her husband. Her daddy, who’d just told her he was going to punish her bottom inside and out. They’d discussed him fucking her bottom as punishment plenty of times, but this was the first time he’d actually played that particular card.
“But—you can’t!” The words burst out of her before she could stop them.
“Excuse me?”
The ice in his voice sent a shiver down her spine. “I-I just mean, I don’t want you to.”
“I’m sure you don’t. But you don’t have a say in the matter.”
She blinked rapidly against the tears already forming. “Will it hurt?”
“Yes. A lot. But you know I’d never harm you, right?”
Swallowing hard, she nodded.
“No, Olivia. Answer me. Do you understand that I will never cause you permanent harm, as much as your punishment is going to hurt?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good. Over my knee.”
Almost in a trance, she stepped forward and placed herself over his left knee. She was still clutching the brush, and she couldn’t take her eyes off it.
James’s heavy hand rested on her bare bottom. “Let’s get this bottom nice and warm, so it can take a proper paddling.”
Olivia squeezed her eyes shut, then popped them back open with a squeal when his hand connected with her bottom. Her daddy wasn’t holding back—he spanked hard and fast, covering every square inch of her bottom with stinging swats.
Almost immediately, she began to fight against his hold. “Ow! Daddy, it hurts!”
“Good. Maybe you’ll remember this the next time you want to ignore my rules.”
“I didn’t! Ow, Daddy, please!”
She was too relieved when the spanking stopped to consider how much trouble she’d just landed herself in.
“Excuse me, little girl? You didn’t ignore Daddy’s rule about only having one drink when you got completely sloshed last night?”
Oh, shit.Mind racing, she tried to backpedal. “I just meant I didn’tintentionallyignore your rules!”