Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 134598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 538(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 673(@200wpm)___ 538(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Um. Yum.
Why had she been complaining about having to eat lunch?
“Daddy! Can I have a fork?”
“I’ll get one. One moment.” He set down a sippy cup of water and then moved behind her. He placed something on her chest and tied it around her neck.
A bib?
She glanced down at it. Yep. Bees and ladybugs.
“Daddy, you do spoil me.”
“Of course,” he said as he sat next to her and then turned her stool to face him. “You’re my Little girl.”
Instead of handing her the fork, he used it to spear a piece of chicken. Then he started to feed her.
Cate grew all warm inside. She loved being taken care of like this. He even held up the sippy cup for her to drink some water.
“I can feed myself if you want to eat, Daddy.”
“Thanks for thinking of me, baby,” he replied. “But Daddy will eat later once his girl is taken care of.”
When she was finished, he even washed her hands and face before removing the bib.
Then he lifted her down and took hold of her hand, leading her into the living room.
“Now, I’m going to clean up the kitchen. I set up a small play area for you until it’s time for your spanking and nap.”
She squirmed a bit. She’d kind of hoped he’d forgotten about that spanking nonsense.
There was a soft blanket on the floor. As well as a coloring book. But it looked like one of those coloring books for adults rather than children. And there were even pens.
He’d also set up some colored clay on a chopping board. And the third area had a small easel with a canvas on it. There were some paints and paintbrushes, along with a jar of water.
“Where did all these things come from?” she asked.
“I ordered them. I thought you might like to play with more tactile things. Or perhaps a more challenging coloring book.”
That was really thoughtful.
“And Rhodes told me how you used to love painting.”
She had? She vaguely remembered that. Actually, she was really drawn to the idea of painting.
“Now, the rule is that you’re to stay where I put you. That means you’re not to move off this blanket, understand me?” He stared down at her while she nodded.
“I understand.”
“Good girl. Because you don’t want to add to your spanking, do you?”
“No, Daddy.”
Sitting, she moved toward the easel.
“Good girl. If you need Daddy, call out.”
She thought she murmured something in reply, but she was too engrossed by the idea of painting.
Huh. That was keeping her occupied and happy.
Ethan almost didn’t want to interrupt her. But he’d finished cleaning up the kitchen and eaten something. Then he’d turned down the blankets in their bedroom and drawn the curtains.
It was nap time.
He’d seen her yawn three times in the last five minutes, so he knew she needed this.
Sitting down next to her, he waited for her to notice him.
He would have to watch this. When she was focused, she was very focused. To the point of not noticing what was going on around her.
“Catie-pie, time for your nap.”
Nothing.
Hmm.
He stared at her painting. It was a landscape scene and it was amazing. His breath caught as he took in the meandering river and the hills above it.
Wow.
Ethan leaned forward to touch her shoulder lightly. “Cate.”
“What? Oh! Daddy, you gave me a fright.” She wiggled a finger at him. “Not. Nice.”
“I’m sorry, baby. I tried to get your attention.”
“I was busy with my painting.”
“And it is truly amazing.”
“It is?”
“So beautiful. You’re so talented. I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks, Daddy.”
“I’d never be able to create anything like this.”
“I guess some of us just have natural talent at this sort of thing. Don’t feel bad. I’m sure you have talents in other areas.”
“One or two. It’s time to stop now though. Playtime is over.”
“But I was enjoying it.” She pouted.
“I’m so pleased. However, you’ve been yawning and swaying where you’re sitting.”
She looked at him slyly. “Well, if I’m so tired, then I guess you shouldn’t spank me, huh?”
“Oh, you’d rather have your spanking after your nap? I guess we can do that.”
“No! No, I want to get it over with.”
“Good girl. Come on.” He stood and held out his hand. After helping her stand up, he led her to the kitchen where he washed her hands. She’d managed to get paint all over them.
Then he led her back to the sofa. Sitting, he drew her between his open legs. Placing his hands on her hips. He studied her. “Do you remember why you’re getting spanked?”
“Because you’re mean.”
Ethan gave her a stern look and she sighed. “Because I didn’t stay where you put me and I ran off.”
“That’s right. Come here.”
He helped position her over his lap with her upper body and legs resting on the sofa on either side of him. Then he undid her drop seat and drew her panties down. Ethan took a moment to rub her bottom.