Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44044 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44044 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Sienna’s tight pussy squeezed around him as she continued to hold his gaze, panting.
Jayce rotated his palm so he could press his thumb against her clit.
She went off like a firecracker, her head arching back as she cried out. Her cunt strangled his fingers with the pulses of her release.
When it was over, he removed his hand and sucked her juices from every finger. “Good girls who do silly things to get attention get to orgasm after a spanking. Naughty girls who run in the house or touch the hot stove get to stand in the corner after a hard spanking until their needy pussies stop pulsing. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He smiled. “I knew you would. Now, I really need to take your temperature, and you’re going to continue to be my good girl while I do so.” He grabbed her hips and guided her onto her side, facing away from him.
She twisted her neck to look over her shoulder. “Daddy?”
He patted the back of her top thigh. “Pull this knee forward toward your chest and reach back with your hand to hold your bottom open for me.” It wasn’t entirely necessary for her to do either, but he was testing her. He wanted to know how deeply she could submit to him so early in their developing dynamic.
Sienna sighed as she obeyed him. “Why can’t you take my temperature by mouth?” she grumbled.
He smiled as he lubed up the thermometer before setting a hand on her hip and easing the thick tip into her bottom. “Rectal thermometers are more accurate, Little one. I’m going to do this a dozen or more times in the coming hours to keep an eye on your rising temperature until you’re ready to shift. I’ll also use a rectal thermometer regularly to accurately identify when you’re in heat, even though I’ll be able to smell the change in your pheromones.”
Sienna sighed again, submitting beautifully. She didn’t move a muscle and even continued to hold her bottom open for him.
“Such a good girl,” he praised as he eased the rod in and out a few inches, turning it and pushing deeper just to keep her aware of the intrusion. It was good for her, and she was accepting his dominance faster than he’d expected.
Finally, he removed the glass rod and looked at it before cleaning it off and setting it on the nightstand for later.
Gently rolling her to her back, he faced her. “Any questions?”
“No, Sir.”
He grinned. “Now you understand why Little girls like to get spanked, don’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured. An adorable blush covered her cheeks.
“Are you going to break rules on a regular basis?” he teased.
She shrugged. “Probably.”
He laughed. “That’s what I thought. Let’s get another bottle in you. You’ll need the calories in the coming hours.”
Chapter Nine
“Can I wear one of those dresses now?” Sienna asked her Daddy as she pushed to sitting.
She watched as he put on a pair of shorts. “Nope.” He scooped her into his arms, cradling her naked body against his bare chest as he carried her from the room.
After entering the nursery, he lowered her to the changing table.
Her heart rate soared when he pulled a strap over her, pinning her arms to her sides and keeping her from squirming. “Daddy…”
“I’m definitely not going to tire of that sweet sound coming from your pretty lips, but to answer your unasked questions, I will always restrain you when you’re on the changing table for your safety.”
She probably shouldn’t sigh so much, but she couldn’t help it. Another dramatic breath left her. It was so unlike her to be disagreeable or sassy, but everything she’d experienced since arriving here had been beyond unexpected. She hardly recognized herself, so it shouldn’t shock her that she’d added a bit of a naughty tone to her loud sighs.
Daddy didn’t mind. Yet. He chuckled.
“But you said you wouldn’t make me wear a diaper if I didn’t want to,” she pointed out, sassier by the second. Now that she knew what it felt like to be spanked, she was no longer concerned. The feel of his palm striking her butt over and over had been cathartic. The pain had soothed her in an odd way. She kind of wished he hadn’t stopped when he had, so if he wanted to do it again, she was game.
“I said that before I knew you might lose control of your bladder when you have a vision, naughty girl. Do you want to risk peeing on yourself in front of people? Or would you rather be protected?”
This time as she whimpered, the stupid tears came to her eyes again. “Are you never going to let me wear panties?”
“I will, Little one. Don’t you fret. Let’s get through the next twenty-four hours, and then we can revisit this topic as often as needed while you discover the full extent of your powers.”