Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I was starting to understand why humans had so many clear nonverbal signals.
I managed to nod and swallowed hard to get my mouth to work at the same time as my brain. “I…yes…it’s…”
Well, they were at least working together part of the time.
Curling into him, I whined and snuggled closer. Making it clear I wasn’t moving away from him had him patting my bottom and kissing my head. “I know you’re trying to be my good boy now, but we’re going to address your behavior first. Then we’ll see what kind of a reward a good boy gets.”
Oh.
A reward.
The tingly kind?
Dessert?
What were my choices?
Did I get more than one?
I liked rewards.
“Daddy…I…” Could I get lots if I was extra good? “I’m…I’m going to be a good boy.”
After he spanked me.
Spanks.
Reward.
Dessert.
Yes.
Nodding, I snuggled closer and rubbed his chest since he would be happier if I gave him good attention. “You’ll see. You’ll see I’ll be good and then I get my rewards.”
Daddy’s chest jerked but he made his thinking sound. “More than one, huh? What kind of rewards do good boys get?”
Lots.
My books said so.
Kenzie said so.
Lorne said so.
Everyone knew it, so Daddy was being silly…and silly Daddy meant happy Daddy…and happy Daddy meant tingles and attention.
Yay.
Oh.
Had to look sad.
I pouted as I straightened and made sure not to look too excited. “The Earth dragons get tingles after spankings, Daddy. It’s the rule. Even the diner men know it.”
Daddy sighed.
The books said that meant I’d won but I needed to keep looking sad until he’d said it out loud or it didn’t count.
Daddy looked.
Daddy cocked his head.
Daddy did a really long Earth person breath.
“I think that’s a reasonable reward as long as you’re a good boy and learn your lesson.” Daddy’s lips pinched together when I nodded and made sure to look very serious. “I thought you’d agree with me.”
Because he was very smart.
“I want to show you I can be a good boy, Daddy.” Cheek kiss time. “And you’re going to be so proud of me, I get lots of rewards.”
That was how it worked.
I didn’t make the rules.
Kenzie did based on a conversation I’d heard him having about an author.
“I’m already proud of you.” Daddy’s smirk said he was thinking something naughty but since it probably wasn’t the good kind of naughty that would lead to tingles, I ignored it.
Lorne had told that to the library boy who was nice and didn’t talk about diner stuff in public.
“Thank you, Daddy.” Another cheek kiss and then snuggles because that was what littles did to talk to their Daddies. “The boys in my books say that spankings are only a little scary…and Kenzie said they’re fun…but he’s…well…he’s Kenzie, Daddy.”
Daddy laughed but he nodded and kissed my head. “He is unique, but you’re my boy and that’s what matters.”
Me.
I mattered.
“I don’t think you’re going to find it scary. I think it’s going to be exciting and you’re going to feel special.” Daddy’s hand started rubbing my bottom and my back again. “It might make your tummy nervous, but I’m just going to help my boy remember how special he is.”
Warm bottom and tingles special.
“Then I’m going to cuddle you and give you kisses and tell you what a good job you did. You’re going to like that.” Daddy was so smart, I nodded and let him start walking us deeper into his room. “And I’m going to like how sweet you’ll be and how cute.”
Daddy was going to like my pink bottom.
And he was going to like giving me tingles.
And making me squirm.
Yep…he was going to like lots about it but he was a Daddy and that was just how they were.
All the books said so and all the littles said so too.
“You’re going to like taking care of me.” Funishments and remember spankings were just him taking care of me…and I was kind of curious. “I’m going to be a good boy, Daddy.”
“That’s right.” Daddy gave me another head kiss as he took me into the bedroom. He wanted bed cuddles for our spanking. He was smart. “You’re going to stretch out over my lap and you can hide your face against the bed, and what are you going to remember? Hmm?”
He was so silly.
“My colors, Daddy.” I couldn’t forget them. “You have to remember too.”
That was the rules.
“I’ll remember.” Daddy kissed my head as he bumped me into the bed. “And I’ll remember rewards and cuddles too.”
Because Daddy was smart.
“And you’re going to remember that you’re my special boy and I’ll always take care of you.” Daddy patted my bottom one more time and turned us around so he could sit down on the bed first. “Sometimes taking care of you is going to mean cuddles and kisses and rewards. Sometimes it’s going to mean spankings and then cuddles and kisses.”