Reluctantly, she stepped forward, between his legs. His hands landed on her hips. “Do you want to get both of your punishments over at once? One for not telling me how stressed and run-down you were getting. Two for sneaking out of bed and trying to find your cell phone. And trying to trick me with those pillows into thinking you were sleeping.”
She bit her lip. Both punishments at once? That sounded, umm, painful. But, then again, maybe it was a better idea. Then she wouldn’t have to wait and wonder.
“I want to get both over and done with at once.”
He studied her for a moment. “All right. We’ll say fifteen with my hand and ten with the paddle.”
Her mouth dropped open. Holy crap.
“Umm, maybe we should talk about this.”
“You can talk to me whenever you like, baby. You know that.”
She did know that. But really, what was there to say? She should have told him she wasn’t coping with all the stress. And she really shouldn’t have gotten out of bed and snuck off to find her phone.
“Do you have something you want to say?” he asked gently.
“Just that I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“I know you are, little darling. After your spanking, we’re going to cure this boredom of yours with some lines. I think a hundred lines saying you won’t try to trick Daddy again ought to do it.”
This time she groaned. She’d rather have another spanking.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I’ll go get your paddle.” He stood and she backed up. He picked up a pillow, placing it at the end of the bed. “I want you lying over that. Your panties off, nightie up above your bottom. I’ll be back soon.”
She got herself into position, feeling embarrassed at the sight she knew she must be making as he walked back into the room. But then, it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her in this position plenty of times. He knew her backside better than she did.
That was for sure.
“Good girl.” He ran a hand down her bottom and she jumped, startled. She hadn’t heard him return.
“Been a while since you’ve had a proper spanking, hasn’t it, little darling?”
Which was a good thing to her thinking.
“Hmm, maybe we should implement a rewards/punishment system like the two docs have for Little Caley. At the end of each week you can pull something out of the rewards jar or the punishment jar depending on if you’ve been a good girl or a naughty one.”
Oh no. That sounded terrible.
“Daddy, we don’t need that,” she said quickly.
“No, I think it’s a good idea.”
Shoot.
“Right, little darling. Hand spanking first.”
She braced herself. Waiting.
Nothing happened.
It wasn’t like Clint to make her wait.
She turned her head to look at him, saw him frowning down at her. “Daddy?”
He was frowning. “I probably should ask Doc before I start spanking you.”