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The hot water felt amazing, and I stood still while the jets massaged my neck, shoulders, and back. Thinking back over the session and critiquing my part, I felt I’d delivered the message and took all the right steps. I was curious to hear what Ronnie’s thoughts were as the receiver. Honestly, after a session like she endured, it could make or break a relationship. The Daddy Dom/Submissive Little dynamic was unique to each couple and while punishments were designed to teach a lesson and assist the Little in overcoming her fears, doubts, or whatever she needed was theory until practiced. As I’d learned with Bianca, saying and doing could be two entirely different things.

Chapter 13

Veronica

I was floatingas light as a cloud when the sound of water woke me. I blinked several times, yawned and then rolled onto my back to stretch.

“Yeoch!” I rolled back to my side. Then tentatively, just a bit at a time, I rolled to my back. My ass felt like it had a sunburn, but once I lay still for a bit, the burn subsided to a dull throb.

That session was like, wow, total craziness. Never in my life had I experienced anything like it. Things differed from before. Everything for me had changed in one afternoon. All the guilt, and not just from what I did last night, but from my entire life had evaporated. With each stroke, something negative left me, and then the last one set me free.

Despite the warmth of the blanket and the blazing fire, I was cold. I’d read about the side effects of coming down from subspace. Chocolate and water were what I needed. Slowly, I moved to a sitting position, grimacing at the ache in my bottom with the contact. I drank the water and grabbed a piece ofchocolate and beelined for the bathroom, where I could hear Jacob taking a shower.

The bathroom was steamy, but I could still see the outline of his body. I drooled as I took him in… his thick legs, and his well-muscled ass, trim waist followed by a well-developed back that slowly expanded as it flowed up to his powerful shoulders. His biceps flexed as he rubbed the shampoo in his hair.

“May I join you, Daddy?”

He startled, and I enjoyed catching him off balance for a change. Smiling, he stepped aside, making room for me. The water hit from every direction, and I yelped, moving back from the nozzle which was pointed at my sore backside.

Jacob chuckled. “I guess I don’t need to ask how your butt is doing.”

It may have increased the pain in my bottom, but the multifaceted water streams felt amazing everywhere else. Closing my eyes, I relished the heat pulsing and relaxing my muscles.

Jacob moved behind me, running his soapy hands over my shoulders and down my arms.

“That feels amazing. Don’t stop.”

He continued to soap my back and run his hands around my belly. My nipples tingled then hardened when his hands slid up to cup my breasts.

“Mmm, Daddy, that feels fabulous. You really do have the best hands ever.”

His nose nuzzled my neck.

“Do I?”

He gripped my nipples between his forefingers and thumbs, rolling and pinching them.

Electrical currents zapped my needy kitty as he continued to torture my aching peaks.

“Do you deserve a reward for being such a good girl?”

That was a really good question that startled me from the sensations and put me back into my head. I had to explore that question, was I a good girl?

“I don’t know.”

He dropped his hands and turned me to face him. His hands gripped my bottom and parted my cheeks. The water hit the inner part of my butt where it wasn’t sore, the pain pleasure combination was heady, I was back out of my head and into my body.

“The answer, little girl is, ‘Yes, Daddy’. You took your punishment like a champ, and I absolved you of all guilt. You are not only a good girl, but a very good girl.”

He released my battered backside and spun me back around. “Remember when I told you I’d take you in all of your openings?”

I wasn’t really listening because he was distracting me by torturing one pebbled bud.

“Uhuh.”

A soapy finger slid between my cheeks, penetrating my tight rosette. I froze at the intrusion.

“Relax, baby. There are therapeutic purposes for spanking. Right now, your blood is pumping and rushes to the surface of the skin and then the heat is released from the body.”

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