Page 242 of Rogue Daddy (Montana Daddies 12)

“You gave me a heart attack. I thought you were going to crash. Don’t you know . . . don’t you know what that would do to me? To lose you?”

“I’m so sorry. I thought I could do it, but I couldn’t. I’m the worst driver in the world,” she wailed.

“You’re not the worst driver in the world,” he countered. “You’re just inexperienced.”

“I’m never driving again. I feel terrible. I could have hurt Angie and Honey.”

“You could have, but it’s not entirely your fault.”

Huh?

He grabbed her chin, tilting up her face. “It’s my fault too. For not teaching you how to drive. If I’d done that then you wouldn’t have been naughty and tried to do it with just Honey and Angie.”

“No. I knew the rules. It’s my fault.”

“You did know the rules. And you put yourself at risk. Which is why you’re getting twenty with my hand and ten with the hairbrush.”

Her mouth dropped open. But she didn’t complain, because she deserved this.

“Okay, Daddy Z.”

“No arguing?”

“No, Daddy. I deserve to be punished. And my tummy feels sick with guilt. I know after my spanking that I’ll feel better, even if I won’t sit for the rest of today.”

“That’s not all. The three of you have dishes duty for two weeks. ”

“Don’t punish them, Daddy. It was my mistake.”

“They could have stopped you and they didn’t. They knew the rules too. Although they’re not mine to punish, I’m certain that they’ll want to help you with the dishes.”

She sighed. She guessed so.

“If you’re ready, put yourself over my knee and we’ll get started.”

Jeez. Would she ever be ready? But she guessed it was better to get it over and done with. So she stood then laid herself over his lap.

To think . . . if she’d been good, even now she could be getting herself a sexy spanking and some fun.

He started quickly, not giving her time to even really settle in. It wasn’t long until she was crying, pleading with him to stop. But she knew he wouldn’t unless she said her safeword and she wasn’t going to say that. Because she wanted to get rid of the guilt that was sitting like lead in her tummy.

By the time he’d finished spanking her with his hand, her butt was throbbing and she was sobbing, completely spent. She just lay there as he picked up the hairbrush.

“I don’t like being this harsh with you, baby girl. But you have to know that you’re the most precious thing in the world to me. And I will protect you.”

The brush landed. And she screamed. Ouch that damn well hurt.

Again and again, it landed. She was never going to sit again. Her butt felt she’s stood far too close to a fire. By the time he finished, she was a blubbering mess. Turning her over, he held her and rocked her.

After a few minutes, her tears slowed. “I’m so sorry, Daddy. I’m so sorry.”

“Shh,” he told her, lifting her in his arms and walking into the bathroom so he could clean her up. “I know you are. But your punishment is over and done with now. It’s all forgotten. Good girl.”

After wiping her face clean and getting her to blow her nose, he carried her back to the bed. They settled on their sides with him curling into her, although he was careful not to touch her poor bottom.”

“I missed you, Daddy.”

“I missed you too, baby girl. You know I only punished you because I want you safe and you scared the shit out of me, right?”

“I know, Daddy.”

Reaching around, he gave her his fingers to suck. Before she took them into her mouth, she gave a last sniffle. Then she turned her head towards him. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, baby girl. You’re my very good girl. I love you.”

Well. She never thought she’d hear those words. But a huge smile filled her face.

“I love you too, Daddy.”

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