Page 55 of Trained By Her Daddy

After wiggling my butt, I turned my head to check out his countenance as he made himself comfortable in the chair.

“Face the wall and keep your hands away from your bottom,” he warned. “Unless you feel the need to test me a bit more, to see what other ways I can discipline the love of my life.”

“Nope. I’m good.”

“Okay, sweet girl. Corner time is over.”

There was no sense in asking if I could pull my jeans and panties back up yet, so I hobbled across the room with all the fabric wrapped around my legs and quickly made myself comfortable on his lap. Nestling my head under his chin, his fingers tenderly combed through my wavy hair as he sighed. “In the fifteen minutes I sat here waiting for your corner time to be over, an idea crossed my mind.”

“I’m listening.”

“Maybe we should make this type of discipline a weekly happening.”

“Something must’ve happened to my hearing, because I thought you just said…”

“In some DD circles, there’s a practice known as maintenance—which is regularly scheduled discipline dictated by the Dominant to be whatever type of reminder he feels his submissive might need. Since I won’t be giving your hide a good tannin’ during your pregnancy, I’m thinking that applying a few swats to my sweetie’s bare bottom while her nose is placed in a corner might be just as effective.”

It was never a good sign when he began speaking in third person, but instead of interrupting him, I politely pondered the concept he was offering and kept a few sarcastic phrases to myself. “Could you tell me why my Daddy would think of such a thing?”

“Well, it seems a certain little lady revels in my undivided attention as she’s standing in the corner,” he said, sliding his finger up and down the wet seam of my pussy.

“Dear God, is it necessary to embarrass me every time you drive a point home?”

His chuckle was deep and throaty. “Yes, I believe it is. Because I think you still crave all the loving care and consideration you’d missed as a child. And there’s nothing wrong with that, especially since you found someone who enjoys giving it to you. In fact, maybe it would be smart to schedule fifteen minutes of corner time every Sunday to kick-off the week.”

“Most people just watch football to kick-off their new week.”

“That’s true. But everyone doesn’t test their Daddy like you do,” he stated, rubbing my back in circles with his strong fingertips. “I need you to trust me a little more every day and test me a little less.”

“I’m trying, Daddy. I’m really trying.”

“I know you are, sweetie, and I’m going to try and be extra patient with your hormonal mood swings.

“Will my maintenance spanking sometimes have a happy ending?”

“Mmm, good question,” he said, nibbling my neck. “I guess it will all depend on our mood and your behavior that day. Our weekly session could be sensual, or purely for discipline. Whether it does or doesn’t end with a mind-bending orgasm, will mostly fall on your shoulders.”

“Okay, this new idea of yours is sounding better every minute.”

But then a short growl rumbled in his chest. “You should also be aware that I just purchased a new box of disposable exam gloves.”

“Why would I need to have that information?” I asked, though I could figure out the answer on my own.

“Just as we can have sex safely while you’re pregnant, I can also insert my finger deep into your tight little tush to show who’s still in charge.”

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

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