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“There’s still the matter of your punishment for lying to Daddy.”

Wait, what?

“I didn’t lie, Daddy. Not really.” Only she sort of did. They had talked about lies of omission. “Well, I didn’t mean to. I was going to tell you. Only you found out before I had a chance.”

“Tildi, you and I both know you could have told me, and you should have. Yet you didn’t. And now I’m going to put a plug in your bottom and give you the spanking you so richly deserve.”

CHAPTER 14

Tildi glared down at the pillow on her naughty stool again. It was the perfect example of adding insult to injury. The stool was bad enough. Did she really have to stare down at a pillow that readshe believed she could, so she did… and now she’s in time out?

The injury was coming any second. She wanted to turn her head so she could see what Daddy was doing, but he said look at the pillow. Now didn’t seem a prudent time to press her luck. She believed him when he said there were bigger butt plugs than the one he was using.

Way before she was ready, he stood beside her again. “Taking this butt plug is still not going to be easy, babygirl. The playing we did just now stretched the muscles of your anus, so as long as you don’t tense, you’ll be fine.”

Her face flamed. “Daddy!”

“What, babygirl?”

“Don’t say that word. It’s embarrassing!”

“What word? Oh, you mean anus?”

“Daddy! Stop,” she wailed.

“Sorry, babygirl. I didn’t realize it would upset you. Would you rather I say bottom hole?”

This didn’t seem like the wisest time to say, “Duh?” so she settled for nodding instead.

“Daddy’s going to hold your cheeks apart this time, but in the future that will be your job.”

Oh. Good. Lord.

She tried to tell him, no, she would not be reaching back and holding her bottom cheeks apart, but her words got lost between her mind and her mouth and it came out more like, “Eep!”

“Okay, deep breath in, then blow it out like you’re blowing up a balloon.”

Something smooth, slick, and cold pressed against her bottom hole. She did what Daddy told her to do, and it turned out he was right. He worked the plug into her bottom with no pain.

The plug felt heavy and thick when it settled. It held her pucker hole open wider than she was used to. But that wasn’t the worst part.

The worst part was when the widest part of the plug, the part inside her, pressed against that same spot her Daddy’s finger had. Which stirred tingles, just like her Daddy’s finger had.

Her bottom clenched around the metal, giving her momentary relief, but then he started playing with the plug. He pulled on the base, increasing the pressure inside her, and turning her tingles into sparks of need. Again.

He twirled the plug in a circle. “We’ve had our talk about the texts you got and what a bad idea it was to keep things from Daddy. Do you want to tell me what you learned?”

Her stomach jumped into her chest, bumping into her heart and speeding up her heartbeat. “I should have told you, Daddy. I’m very sorry I kept them a secret.”

“Not half as sorry as you’re about to be,” he said, and a warning prickle of dread crawled up the backs of her thighs and over her exposed bottom. She clenched her cheeks, or triedto, but the base of the plug was in the way. “Do you have any idea what could have happened if whoever sent those texts had showed up while you were in town with Kenzie?”

It was hard to focus on his words with all the sensations firing inside her. This should not be turning her on. She decided to blame it on the butt plug. It was the plug causing the tightening in her nipples. And the pulsing throb in her clit.

“But no one showed up, Daddy. We were fine.”

He brought his hand down in a smack, right on top of the plug. “You were lucky.”

It wasn’t the hardest swat he’d ever given her. Not by a long shot. But the placement was spot on. It drove the plug in deeper. And tightened her nipples to hard points.