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“No, it’s not, sweetie. But that’s just the way it is. Now, you’re going to follow Daddy’s rules like a good girl, aren’t you?”

“I …I’m not sure,” she answered honestly, wanting to stomp her foot.

“Well, then you’ll get to see what being punished is like tomorrow, I guess,” he said cheerfully. “But don’t worry—Daddy loves to punish a bad Little girl. So I’ll be happy either way. Aren’t you happy about pleasing Daddy?”

“Yesssss…” she said with a long sigh. “But you don’t have to sound so happy about the punishment part,” she groused.

He chuckled again. “A good Daddylovespunishing his Little girl! But you go ahead and be resentful about it all you want—it doesn’t bother me one bit. Now, I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Don’t forget about the coffee and the water. And it might not be a bad thing to take a bath tonight. But no touching yourself.”

“Not making any promises ‘bout that,” she said, her body buzzing with desire and brattiness.

“In that case, I’ll spend tonight thinking of punishments for you, sweetheart. Isn’t Daddy generous, devoting all that time just to invent ways to discipline you?”

“That’s your idea of generous? ‘Cause my ideas are more about getting me toys ’n being nice to me ’n stuff,” she bratted.

“Oh, we have so much to look forward to when we get to the punishment part, Frankie. You have a good rest of your day. I’ll look for your call tomorrow. Just let Annie know what time you think you can talk. Sweet dreams tonight, little Frankie. Just imagine Daddy kissing your forehead when you get into bed to sleep. And know that I’m here to take care of you.”

They hung up, and she was a whirling combination of deep Little space, the breathless anticipation of being punished tomorrow, and needing to come so badly she could barely control herself.

Daddy Luca was having a little too much fun at her expense, but also… it washot.

She pushed her ladybug away and got up, pacing her bedroom floor. How was she ever going to not touch herself, when her body was burning up with need?

Instead of helping her to calm down, the pacing only seemed to make it worse, and soon she was flinging her clothes onto the floor and heading for the bathroom.

Fine. She’d take a bath. And in the bath she’d prove that he wasn’t the boss of her.

She ran the warm water and tapped her foot impatiently waiting for it to fill up, then she stepped naked into the water.

She didn’t have a bath bomb, but she had her pink flamingo pouf and her purple hedgehog washcloth. And her waterproof vibrator.

She sank into the warm water, and she had to admit, even as worked up as she was, it was relaxing. She’d lost some of her Little space, but there was still enough left for her to thoroughly enjoy her rebellion as she ran her fingers over her folds.

“Take that, Daddy,” she said aloud as she brushed her hard little clit. “Mmm…”

She grabbed the flamingo pouf and closed her eyes, then she ran it over her body, circling her nipples until they stood up hard, pleasure running through her. At the same time, she slipped one finger into her pussy, and she was so soaking wet from her conversation with Daddy Luca, she added a second finger and began to pump.

“Yes, Daddy,” she murmured. “I’m gonna touch myself while you watch. So there!”

She thrust her fingers deep inside, pulled them out, then slid them in again, and she slipped her other hand down to rub the pouf over her clit.

“Oh, Daddy…touch me…”

It all felt so good she didn’t even need her little pink vibrator. She kept thinking of herself over Daddy Luca’s lap, having himspank her with his fingers moving inside her, and image took her higher and higher. In moments, she was falling over the edge, her body spasming with shocks of pleasure as she came.

“Daddyyyyyyyyyyyyy!”

When it was over she sank lower into the warm water, trying to catch her breath.

She was going to be in trouble tomorrow, but that had been partly why she’d done it. That and knowing there was a punishment to be had. And, she was just realizing, part of it was to see how far he could be pushed.

She really was a brat. Good thing Daddy Luca knew how to deal with that.

This was going to be a lot more fun than she’d imagined. Forget the guilt part. She planned to enjoy herself and do exactly what she wanted, maybe for the first time in her life.

Luca hung up the phone,willing his hard cock to calm down.

What was it about this girl’s voice that not only had instantly sent him into full Daddy mode, but made himwanther with such a powerful urge he could barely contain it?

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