Page 2 of Daddy's Stowaway

“Your last name?”

“Bloom. Antonia Bloom.”

“Well, Antonia Bloom, we have eighteen hours together, and I’m sure we’ll get to know each other well.”

I gulped. Eighteen hours. I really was leaving my world behind. The price of the ticket had been close to four thousand dollars. It would be really hard for someone like me to come up with that amount if I ever wanted to fly back. I gulped again, fighting the tears that threatened. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me lose it.

Our flight attendant was back with an amber-colored liquid on ice and handed it to my neighbor.

“Is there anything else I can get you before takeoff, Mr. Savage?”

“No, Linda, I’m fine for now.” He handed her a hundred-dollar bill. “Make sure to take Phil out for dinner when you get back.”

She giggled and thanked him before hurrying away.

I rolled my eyes at him. “Do you buy all your women?”

“Excuse me?”

“I just thought that your blatant display of wealth must be a real turn-on for most women, but you should know, I’m not impressed.”

Alexander leaned in close and whispered in my ear. “It’s not the money that should turn you on, sweetheart, it’s my power.”

The way he said those words sent shivers down my spine. He wasn’t done, though, and his following words had the shiver turn my blood into ice water.

“I punish naughty girls, especially ones who steal airline tickets from me.”

I was relieved that the plane’s engines roared to life as it took off down the runway right at that moment. My neighbor sat upright in his seat, his threat hanging between us like a tangible thing. The moment the seatbelt light turned off, I was racing for the bathroom. Whenever I was stressed, I felt like I needed to pee, and now was no exception. The bathroom was more spacious than I’d expected, but it was a first-class cabin on a large, luxurious plane, so I guess they had room for bigger bathrooms.

I splashed water on my face and took some deep breaths. Feeling better, I opened the door and almost ran into Alexander, who was waiting on the other side.

“Oh, uh sorry, I’ll get out of your way.” I tried to slip past him, but he gripped my arm.

“As I said, I punish naughty girls, and you, my little stowaway, are very naughty indeed. Back inside, it’s time for your spanking. I fully plan on you feeling my displeasure for the next eighteen hours.”

I was so shocked I didn’t know what to say. Alexander’s words sent a spike of desire through me, and I know my body gave me away because he was grinning like the Cheshire cat inAlice in Wonderlandat my reaction. He turned me around and gently pushed me back through the doorway.

“But, but, uh, I could pay you back?” I was scrambling for a way out, humiliated by the idea of being punished like a child.

“I don’t need your money; besides I know you don’t have any, or else why steal a ticket? Do you even know where Tahiti is? What type of world you’re flying into?”

He turned us to face the mirror as he spoke. Alexander stood nearly a foot taller than me, and his face was visible above mine. I noticed several things at once, the height difference between us, his gorgeous but determined look, and my flaming red cheeks, along with my dilated pupils. My panties were wet, and as he pinned me in front of him, his hard length pressed into my back.

I felt like I was watching a movie and was fascinated by the two main characters—us. Alexander’s eyes were almost the same color as his pre-flight drink, amber, and could shift from soft to hard in a nanosecond. His eyes weren’t the only noteworthy thing about his face. He had a chiseled jawline, and his thick brown hair was swept back, giving him a no-nonsense image. And his mouth… while he had beautiful lips, they were currently turned slightly downwards in a disapproving manner. If his body language was created to make me squirm, it was working. I felt like the naughty girl he accused me of being.

“What are you running from, Toni?”

My eyes which had been covertly admiring his expansive chest and pec muscles, flew back to his eyes. A big mistake on my part, as now I felt like a fly caught in a web, and the big daddy spider was about to pounce.

“What do you mean?” I gulped, trying to dislodge the lump in my throat.

Alexander didn’t explain further. Instead, he said, “Keep your eyes focused in the mirror.” With no further explanation, he pulled my hips back until I was bent at the waist. Then he tugged my jeans down.

I gasped as the cool air filtering through the airplane’s ventilation hit my already cold skin. I was reaching for my jeans to pull them back up when Alexander brought his hand down on my pantie-clad backside. I let out a tiny squeal of shock at both the sting to my bottom and the loud crack that filled up the little cabin.

“No pulling up your pants or these,” he said, whipping my underwear down. “You will take your punishment like a good girl. Do you understand?”

The seriousness of my situation was finally sinking in, and to counteract how vulnerable I felt, I channeled my inner tough bitch and glared at him in the mirror.

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