Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 48550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Amber’s gaze dropped to the paper as he wrote Guidelines at the top of the page.
“Guidelines?” she read aloud before taking another bite.
“It’s a nicer word for rules,” he explained. “I’ve thought of this a lot as I’ve waited to have you in my life. Here’s what I would suggest.”
Rio listed three items:
Guidelines
Listen to each other.
Pay attention to what matters.
Daddy’s in charge. His decisions trump everything else.
“That last one is a bit over the top, don’t you think?” Amber asked with a laugh. Surely, he’s joking.
“No.”
“But you don’t get to tell me what to do—always,” Amber protested. “This is just during our play times, right?”
“Yes and no. A Little girl is always Little. You were Little at eighteen. You were Little for the last twenty years. And you’ll be Little with me for the rest of your life. Being a Daddy or a Little isn’t a game or a ‘when I feel like it’ kink. This is how we’re wired.”
“So, you just get to tell me what to do and I call you Daddy?” Amber railed, suddenly overwhelmed by the idea of losing her independence totally.
“Look at number one, please, and lower your voice. We don’t yell at each other in this house.”
“Maybe I should just leave then,” Amber yelled louder and threw her chopsticks on the floor.
“I’ve waited for you to test your limits. You’ve found them,” Rio announced. He set the pen down on the pad and pushed back his chair.
Plucking her from her seat, Rio stripped her jeans and panties quickly down her thighs before Amber could even react. She flailed her hands around, trying to stop him and reverse his actions, but Rio simply captured her wrists and held them behind her back as he continued.
“Stop, Rio! This isn’t okay,” she protested.
Immediately, he held her still. “Think carefully, Ella. Do you have the strength to live the fantasy that has consumed you for twenty years? Can you be brave enough to be Little?”
Silence stretched between them as she fidgeted in front of him. Amber was excruciatingly aware that she was partially undressed in the middle of his kitchen. “Are you going to spank me?” she finally whispered.
“Do you deserve it?”
Amber looked at the list of three guidelines. She’d failed miserably at the first two and panicked at the last one. Her dreams of having a Daddy always involved a stern protector. Shying away from reading the list again, Amber looked around the room. The hot, delicious meal he had created for her sat abandoned and cooling in the middle of the table. Her thrown chopsticks lay on the floor along with a few grains of rice needlessly wasted.
“Do you need to be spanked, Ella? To know what it feels like to be cared for by a man who accepts all of you and wants to help you deal with your feelings instead of panicking and running away?”
“I don’t want to be spanked,” she wailed, staring at the floor.
“Spankings wipe away all the bad feelings and worries.”
“Promise?”
“Yes.”
Amber stared at him as she processed through all that had happened so quickly. Her life felt like it had tumbled out of control. Can I trust him?
Rio had never lied to her. Even when she was a child, he’d told her the truth and explained it to her so she could understand. He hadn’t spoiled her. Even then, he’d required that she behave.
He must have seen something in her face because he pulled her close to hug her tightly. When she relaxed against him, Rio said, “Let me help you, Little girl.”
At her nod, he guided her across his lap. “Why are you getting a spanking, Amber?” he asked quietly as his hand smoothed over her bare bottom.
“I was awful,” she confessed, on the verge of tears.
“What did you do, Ella?”
“I panicked at the idea that you’d always be in charge. I yelled and threw my chopsticks.”
Without hesitating, his hand rose and dropped sharply on her bottom. Instant heat flashed through her skin, making Amber rear up from her drooped position over his hard thighs.
“Back in place, Little girl,” he said quietly.
“That hurt.”
“It will hurt more before it’s time for your punishment to stop.”
His complete matter-of-factness about spanking her made Amber relax back into position.
“Good girl.”
Immediately, his hand landed on her exposed curves. Amber covered her face as tears gathered in her eyes. She bit her lip trying to convince herself that this wasn’t working, but a sob broke through.
“Daddy’s proud of you, Ella.”
“Isn’t that enough?” she pleaded. Her skin felt like it was on fire. She didn’t want to look over her shoulder to see how red her skin was.
“Daddy’s in charge. We’ll both know when it’s time for your spanking to end.”
Rio’s wide hand scattered swats over her bottom and that sensitive area at the top of her legs. Only able to concentrate on the sting, Amber dropped her hands from her face and let the tears fall to the carpet. The world seemed to shrink around them. Nothing else mattered.