“Bend over the table and grab the opposite edge.” When she was in position, he stood and flipped her skirt up over her back. Her bottom was just as white and unmarked as before she’d been punished, which alleviated some of the guilt he’d been carrying. Especially because he had no doubt she would be earning herself at least one spanking during the day and he had no desire to layer any additional punishments over fresh bruises.
Pulling a small bottle of lube from his pocket, he flipped open the lid, allowing himself a small grin when she visibly tensed at the sound. “Since this is, as discussed, a big girl punishment, you will spend the day wearing a plug to remind you to behave.”
“Daddy, no!” Her protest drew out into a long wail. She drummed her heels against the floor, but did not move from her position over the table.
“Yes, babygirl. You were very naughty, and this is a very important lesson. Now, take a deep breath for Daddy.”
With a soft whimper, she obeyed. Using one hand to spread her cheeks wide, he squeezed the bottle in his opposite hand to coat her entrance with the clear liquid. Pressing one finger against her hole, he pushed past the tight ring of muscle at the opening. As he worked one finger and then two inside of her, his mind drifted. Images of her, on her knees for him, his cock buried in her tight little ass, danced through his mind while he prepped her for the plug.
It was one of his favorite punishments. Nothing, in his experience, brought a naughty girl to the brink faster than being lectured while getting her bottom fucked good and hard. The humiliation with that bite of pain was almost always enough to get his point across and rarely did he have repeat offenders for whatever transgression had earned his girl such a punishment.
He hadn’t planned on using it this weekend, but nothing about the past eighteen hours had really gone the way he’d intended so perhaps he needed to keep an open mind.
With that happy thought tucked in the back of his mind, Owen pulled his fingers from her bottom and reached into his pocket for the plug he’d purchased just for her. It was rubber, so it wouldn’t be so uncomfortable she couldn’t work, but it was large enough she was certain to feel it with nearly every movement during the day.
“Deep breath, babygirl.”
Again, she obeyed, burying her face in her arms as he pressed the tip of the plug against her entrance. There was a bit more resistance, both from the size of the plug and her tensing up more than she had with his fingers.
“Julia. You need to relax for me, baby.”
“I don’t want a plug!”
Poor little girl. Of course, she didn’t want to be plugged, especially not for a punishment. “I know, babygirl. But you need to relax for Daddy so this doesn’t hurt more than it needs to.”
With the tip of the plug buried inside of her, forcing her open, he waited for her to do as he’d asked. Bit by bit, he watched her muscles relax.
“Good girl,” he praised, pushing the plug further into her bottom. By the time it reached the fullest part, she was panting and whining nonstop, her sock-covered toes curling and uncurling against the floor.
Taking pity on her, he pushed the plug home, her poor little abused hole snapping shut around the neck of the plug. From between her cheeks, the sleek, black base of the plug proclaimed Bad Girl in bold, hot pink letters.
Appropriate, even if it was just for him. Perhaps if he could convince her to stay and give being his little girl a real try, he’d let her see what it said and set it aside as her special punishment plug.
Amused by the idea, he patted her bottom and closed the cap on the lube. “Up you go, babygirl. I would like for you to start on the top floor and work your way down. I’ll be in my office if you have any questions.”
Rising, she stood straight and tall, if a little stiff. An emotion similar to defiance flashed in her eyes, but it was more…determination, perhaps? A determination to do what, he wasn’t certain. But she would show her hand soon enough, he was sure, so he wouldn’t push just yet.
With a brief kiss to her cheek, he turned and left the kitchen to head to his office. Not that he would be able to concentrate, but he wanted to at least give her the chance to do as she’d been instructed without him hovering.
Julia
Watching Owen walk out of the kitchen, she wondered for what felt like the millionth time why she’d let herself be talked into this weekend. Spankings, writing lines, edging — those were all punishments she could handle. Had been trained over the years to take with some semblance of grace. But being forced to clean this entire gigantic house all by herself?
It was downright cruel.
Still, she was determined to do it, without whining. If for nothing else, to prove she had learned her lesson and didn’t need any further punishments. Because if this was what he’d planned for ruining Angel’s chocolate house, she was not at all looking forward to what he had up his sleeve for her final punishment.
Guilt twisted her stomach into knots as she made her way into the hallway to locate the cleaning supplies and instructions he’d mentioned. The closet was just to the left of the kitchen, with the instructions neatly tucked into a folder swinging from a hook on the door. Flipping through the folder, her heart sank as she read the pages and pages of highly detailed directions.
With a sigh, she grabbed the bucket she prayed had everything she would need and made her way upstairs, the plug in her bottom jostling with each step and reminding her this wasn’t just a normal day of chores.
First on the list was a small guest bedroom she hadn’t seen before. Compared to her own ‘little girl’ room, it was far more grown up. And, despite being rather tastefully decorated, incredibly boring.
Luckily, the instructions for said room were equally boring and it only took her a few minutes to dust off the surfaces and various trinkets and fluff the bedding. But the next item on the list was vacuuming. And, of course, the vacuum was downstairs in the closet by the kitchen.
Dammit.
Annoyed with herself for not thinking to bring it up with her earlier, she trudged back down the stairs and wrestled the beast from its lair.