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She knew that, at least from the books she read. She figured it was the same in real life as well.

“Now, let’s get you to bed. It’s been a long day.” Daddy stood.

Sammi whined, not wanting to go to bed just yet. It was still early, and she wanted to stay up to watch the TV.

“No moaning. You’ve had a long and taxing day. You need some rest.” He stood and raised his eyebrows.

“I don’t see why when I’m not tired. I won’t be able to fall asleep,” she replied, taking his hand.

“Let’s go to your room.” He patted her bottom.

She glared at him briefly before leading him down the hallway.

“I have something that will help you sleep,” he said as they walked inside.

“What?” she turned around, curious as to what it was.

“Go get ready for bed, and then I’ll tell you.”

Sammi sighed and made her way toward her bathroom. There was no sense in arguing with him when she knew he would spank her bottom, and then she wouldstillhave to get ready for bed afterward. She made quick work of doing her business before heading back out to stand right in front of Daddy.

“Did you brush your teeth?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Did you go potty?”

Her face heated at his question. Did he really just ask her that?

“Did you go potty?” he repeated. “There is nothing wrong about going to the bathroom. It’s a normal human function. Just like periods. Which we will talk about at some point.”

“No. We are not going to talk about my periods.”

“Why not?”

She stared at him, not believing that he didn’t understand. “Because we don’t talk about that stuff. It’s not taboo, but it isn’t something to just talk about.”

Growing up, they never discussed women’s time of the month in their house. It was something that wasn’t spoken about, the men acted like they weren’t on when they were.

Daddy growled. “I don’t like that society has made talking about a natural function taboo. It shouldn’t be that way. We need to normalize it in the same way that men talk about masturbating. It’s important. You shouldn’t feel like you have to keep it a secret.”

Her mouth fell open as she stared at Daddy. She wasn’t expecting him to be so passionate about this.

“So, we’ll be talking about it more, making you comfortable with me knowing about it. We’ll take it slow, I promise.” He kissed her forehead. “Are you on now?”

That was him taking itslow? Waiting all of two seconds.

“Ummm,” she whispered, not wanting to reply. “No, I’m not.”

“You let me know when you start and what you will like during it. I know some women like to have someone lay behind them and press on their stomachs to provide heat but also pressure. I know some women like chocolate and other candy. You just let me know what you like, and I’ll get it for you,” he said. “Also, if you have any special medicines you need to take or if it’s just ibuprofen. And if it’s ibuprofen, is it the liquid or the pill?”

Tears sprung to her eyes as he rattled everything off.

“Aww baby, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” He gently cupped her face. “Come here.”

Daddy wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. Tears streamed down her face as he continued to hold her, letting her get all the upset out.

“Daddy is here. I’m not going anywhere,” he kissed the top of her head. “I’m going to be here through everything.”

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