Page 76 of Break Me, Daddy

“Oh, god.” Red flooded Lottie’s cheeks, and anyone who didn’t know any better could be forgiven for thinking she was the one about to be punished. “Right. I can do this.”

Holding her head high, she marched toward the living room, and Holden couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched her leave.

“You’re sure this is how you want to handle this?” Braden asked when they were alone.

“No. But she is, and that’s what matters.”

“Right.” Shaking his head, Braden blew out a breath. “I do occasionally punish some of the submissives who work for me but this feels… different.”

“Yeah, I get that. You can always safeword out too, you know.”

“I know. But after talking to Lottie, I do think their relationship will be better for it if she knows Frankie had to face the same consequences she did.”

“About that… you said six with your belt for Lottie?”

“Yes.”

“Right. Double that for Frankie.” At Braden’s frown, Holden nodded. “She instigated the lie and she put Lottie in a position of needing to cover for her. It’s only fair she receive the same punishment but for both infractions.”

“And she can handle that? Physically?”

“Yes. She’s been eating more, and she’s been doing a bit of strength training with me. She’s tougher than she looks.”

“Good to know.” Braden blew out a breath before straightening his shoulders and meeting Holden's gaze. “Well. Should we get started?”

Frankie

How wasit that standing in the corner of her Daddy’s living room, her bare ass on display, was more humiliating than any other punishment she’d ever gotten, including the one public scene they’d done?

“Oh, geez. Your Daddy does not play.”

Lottie’s voice, a mixture of sympathy and amusement, only had that humiliation burning hotter beneath Frankie’s skin. “This issoembarrassing.”

“Yeah, I bet it is. You look kinda hot, though. Sexy in a very naughty kind of way.”

“Somehow I don’t think that’s exactly what Holden was going for.”

A giggle rang out from behind her, and Frankie couldn’t help but smile. “Maybe not,” Lottie said with another laugh, “but he sure as hell nailed it anyway. Would you be offended if I said my Daddy was probably going to get very lucky tonight?”

Considering the arousal dripping down the inside of Frankie’s thigh despite her embarrassment—or because of it, maybe—she couldn’t really hold it against her friend.

Silence fell between them, more uncomfortable than Frankie was used to, before Lottie spoke again, much more quietly. “Did you really binge?”

More guilt, more shame. “Yeah.”

“Because I was mad at you?”

The pain in her friend’s voice nearly broke her. “No. There was a lot more to it than that. You didn’t make me binge, Lottie-baby. Please don’t take that on.”

“It’s kind of hard when?—”

“Charlotte Ann.” Braden’s stern voice cut off whatever Lottie had been about to say, and Frankie immediately straightened, even though he wasn’t addressing her. “Do I need to put you in the corner as well, little girl?”

“What? I didn’t even do anything!” The indignation was clear in Lottie’s tone, and Frankie winced.Don’t go getting yourself in more trouble, Lottie-baby.

“Corner time is not for socializing.”

“Well, I didn’t know that.”

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