Page 24 of Scarlett's Mountain Man
I nod, less confident than before.
“I think someone needs their bottom spanked.”
“Nope! Aiden didn’t give you permission to spank me, and I don’t think I need any. I did nothing wrong,” I sweetly reply.
“Nothing?”
I nod again. “Nothing. I was only telling you the truth. That you need to be clearer with what you mean when you say things. Some people could take it the wrong way.”
“Mhm. I don’t think so,” he replies.
My mouth drops open. “Wh-what?”
“You knew exactly what I meant when I said look at me.” He gives me a pointed look.
So maybe I did know what he meant, but he should have been more specific about where he wanted me to look at him. Not my fault, he wasn’t.
“And it’s a good thing Aiden is coming over in a minute to check you over again. We can ask him if I can spank you or if I need to use other punishments or keep them in a little book for later,” Daddy deadpans.
“Yo-you can’t ask him that!” I stutter out. “You can’t ask him whether you can spank me or not!”
“And why not?” Daddy raises an eyebrow.
“Because you can’t! It’s private!”
“He’s a Daddy Dom and a doctor. I trust his opinion. If you want, we can go down to town to see another doctor who isn’t in the lifestyle, and I can ask him.”
I vigorously shake my head. “No! We will not go to another doctor.”
It’s bad enough that he’s asking Aiden, someone I am going to have to see regularly while I am staying here. To ask a doctor in the nearest town who isn’t in the lifestyle will be worse.
“So then I am going to ask Aiden,” Daddy announces.
Before I can say anything, Aiden walks through the door.
“Did I interrupt something? Do I need to come back at a different time?” he asks, stopping in his tracks.
I crawl off Daddy’s lap and sit on the couch. Daddy scowls at me, not liking that I’ve moved, most likely.
“No,” I reply.
“Yes,” Daddy growls.
“You weren’t interrupting anything,” I say again.
Aiden looks between us several times before settling on Daddy. I sigh, knowing Aiden is going to listen to him.
“I can come back at a later time, if needs be,” Aiden offers. “It’ll have to be later since I need to go visit another patient on the property. They fell and twisted their ankle. Nothing bad. I told them to elevate and ice it while I came here.”
“Oh then you can go help them,” I say before Daddy can say anything. “I don’t need to be looked over. I’m fine. Okay, maybe you can tell Daddy that it’s okay for me to walk a little as long as I don’t strain myself. He won’t let me do anything.”
Daddy smacks my inner thigh, and I gape at him.
“Did you just?” I whisper.
“Yes, I did just tap your inner thigh. Behave and don’t be smart,” he replies.
I open my mouth, but Aiden clears his throat.
