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“And furthermore, this isn’t my living room. This is not your home. This is where wework. This ismyoffice. And you are my subordinate. It’s highly unprofessional, and I’m kind of sick of having to remind you how to be professional,” I spat at her.
“Wow. Okay then,” she muttered with a low whistle, rising from the chair and making her way back to my office door. “Guess it wasn’t a good night for you after all. You know what, Willow? Feel free to reach out to talk to me, but only once you’ve removed the fucking stick from your ass.”
With that, she slammed the door with a loud bang that I was certain everyone on this side of the floor heard.
Great. Just great.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I pulled my phone out.
I can’t do this today, Daddy.
Can’t do what, princess?
Can’t handle anymore things going wrong. I just… I don’t know.
Sounds like you need to work through some things. Tell Daddy all about it.
For the next few minutes, I sent Adam text after text, detailing my entire day to him. I hadn’t realized how badly I’d needed to vent.
Here’s what you are going to do, princess. Write down a list of what you need to accomplish at work today and a list of what can wait until tomorrow. Then I want you to take it one step at a time. Send Daddy a picture of your to-do list. Then I want a text message each time you complete an item. If you complete all the must-have items on your work list by the time your workday is done, you will get a reward. If you have to stay late, you will get a funishment. XOXO, Daddy.
The little devil emoji he included at the end had me feeling all sorts of funny feelings, but his message was clear. I needed to get organized and then get to work. He was right. As I sent off the screenshot of my to-do list and settled in to work, I breathed a sigh of relief. This was exactly what I needed.
He was what I needed.
After all, what good girl didn’t need her Daddy? I could still feel the swirling anxiety slithering around low in my belly at the thought of Alyssa finding out about her father and I, but right now, I could not let her or anything else bother me. I had a job to do.
With a smirk of joy, I got to work.
Time to make Daddy proud.
Chapter Thirteen
“I thinkit would be a good idea for us to establish a list of tasks, rewards, and punishments,” Daddy said as we drove through the brightly lit downtown streets.
“Oh?”
“Yes. One of the things I love most about being a Daddy is helping my little to accomplish her goals. So, let’s find some areas you’d like to work on, and let’s set up a routine between the two of us. Nothing too big to start, but some specific things to get the ball rolling. How does that sound?” he asked as he parked his car in the parking garage behind Club Obsidian. This would be our first outing in dynamic together since our ice cream date.
“I like that idea very much,” I answered honestly.
“Is that something you had in your previous dynamics?” He asked, turning towards me.
“Not really, but it is something I have wanted. It just never lined up with the desires of my last two Daddies.”
He growled low, the sound resonating within the car.
“Did I say something wrong?” I asked timidly.
“Not at all,” he said, softening his tone as he squeezed my hand. “It bothers me that there are people out there calling themselves Daddies, who don’t want to help their littles achievetheir goals. Setting routines, rules, guidelines, and rewards and punishments, is integral to the dynamic for me.”
“I would like that very much, if we could do all of that,” I said with a blush.
“Let’s start small. I was thinking about setting a bedtime for you.. But what are some areas you’d like help in? Maybe some things you struggle with?”
“The biggest struggles I have are my anxiety when life gets busy, and my insecurity,” I admitted without hesitation. I knew absolute honesty was important in kink.. I just wasn’t always very good at it. But perhaps Daddy could help with that.
“What are you insecure about, princess?” he asked, squeezing my hand lightly again.
