Page 26 of Controlling Natasha

“Are youmyDaddy Dom?”I ask next.

He holds my gaze.Neither of us looks away as if we’re bravely facing this together.“I’d like that very much, Natasha, but it requires a lot of discussion and negotiation.”

I wasn’t expecting that response, but I’m intrigued and finding my voice.“Do you want to punish me for being late?”

“Yes.”He rubs his chin in the way he often does when he’s calculating his next words.

“How?”

He bends forward slowly, putting his elbows on his knees and rubbing his palms together.“I want to spank your bottom until it’s pink and hot.Then I want to make you stand in the corner holding your dress up with your panties around your ankles.”His voice is so calm and controlled.

I flinch.I probably could have assumed he was thinking something along those lines but hearing him state it out loud is still shocking.His words ring in the air, and I can’t help but squeeze my thighs together because I desperately want him to do exactly what he described.

He knows it, too.He even lets his gaze lower to my lap, where I’m clenching my knees and gripping my hands together.His knowing gaze eventually rises back to mine.He doesn’t comment.It’s maddening.

“Why don’t you do it then?”I prod.

“Because we need to negotiate something like that before I would touch you so intimately, Natasha.”

He’s used the word negotiate twice now.It feels kind of sterile and leaves a weird taste in my mouth.

“You’re confused.”

I nod.

“I assume you’ve done some research on age play, and you’ve spoken to Simone about it.”

I nod again.

“Age play falls under the BDSM umbrella.Bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadomasochism.Are you familiar with the terms?”

I’m trembling as I nod yet again.I’ve done deep dives into all of this in the past few weeks since Simone gave me a list of terms to look up.

“Age play falls under that umbrella, Little one.I wouldn’t enter into a relationship with someone as their Daddy without discussing it with them first.Everyone has limits, including you.There’s no way I would take you over my knee and spank you without talking to you about it first.”

“That makes sense, but you can’t say you haven’t been Daddying me for the last month.You certainly didn’t discuss that with me first.”

He gives me one of his slow smiles.“Touché, Little one.I’ve definitely pushed you beyond what most people would consider ethical, but I took my cues from you.You might not have known the terminology, but you’re Little.You were before you stepped into my home.I guided you.I tested you.I pushed you a little further each time you responded positively.”

“You groomed me.”I straighten my spine, trying to be firm and not let him steamroll me.

He draws in a breath.“Okay.Was I wrong about anything?”

“No.But you should have spoken to me.”

He nods.“I should have.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“Fear.”

That startles me.I wasn’t expecting him to say that.“What were you afraid of?”

He doesn’t hesitate or waver.“Losing you.”

“Oh.”That knocks the wind out of my sails.As long as we’re dumping it all out… “I lied to you yesterday.I didn’t have class.I spent the afternoon with Simone at the coffee shop.”

“I know that, Little one.”

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