Page 16 of His Little Hessonite

I bring my lips to her neck and lick the sweet spot behind her ear.

She jerks her head away from my mouth. “No,” she shouts, squirming harder. “You can’t get your way by sticking me with that vampire thingy.”

I lean her back and look into her eyes. “Nodoesn’t belong in your vocabulary, Little one. You will obey Papi because my rules are for your own safety and protection.”

She shakes her head. “I’m not a baby, and I don’t follow rules.”

“You’re my Little girl, Clara, forever and always. I know it goes against everything you’ve ever believed to be true, but you know as deep in your soul as I do that you’re mine to love and protect for the rest of our lives.”

She pushes her bottom lip out in a pout that makes me chuckle. It’s so cute.

“I need to feed you so you can rest before the surgery, Little one. You can either stop fighting Papi and take your bottle like a good girl, or I can turn you over my knee and spank you first. Either way, you will still take a bottle and go down for a nap.”

She gasps. Not surprising. Her pretty eyes bug out again. “You can’t spank me, and I don’t take bottles.”

“From now on, you will take bottles. I won’t introduce foods from our planet to you for a long time. The formula you will suckle is perfectly created to keep you healthy. And as for spanking, I can and I will swat your pretty bottom when you misbehave. Spankings help Little girls learn to obey their Papis.”

Her jaw drops open. She blinks several times. “I want to go home,” she finally murmurs, sniffling.

My heart clenches. I know she doesn’t really mean it, but it still hurts. I want her to feel so bonded to me that going home never enters her mind. I stroke her back. “I’m sorry, Little one. Your home is with me now, forever. Eleadians do not ever part from their mates.”

Her eyes fill with tears, but she manages to find the strength to continue to be defiant. “Then I guess you’ll have to spank me because I’m not going to obey you. And I won’t even like you after you hit me.”

Her words push my patience, but I can’t let her know that. I need to be calm and firm with her. She needs to understand that I’m her Papi, and I will always have her best interest at heart. “Iwill never injure you, Little one. Quite the opposite. I will spank you for your safety. When you refuse to eat, I will spank you because not eating is a health concern. I will also punish your pretty bottom if you refuse to fill your diapers. The same goes for not obeying my safety rules.”

She rolls her eyes. “Do you think I’ll run out into the street and get hit by a car?” she sasses.

“No because you won’t even go out the front or back door of the house without me. If you’re super defiant, I won’t let you leave the room without me.”

She gasps. “Ever?”

“Not ever, Little one.”

She purses her lips and turns her head away from me.

I pick up the bottle and tap her defiant lips with the nipple, but that only makes her twist her small body farther to avoid contact with the bottle.

She’s testing me, and I have no choice but to show her what will happen when she misbehaves. I calmly set the bottle down before quickly unfastening her diaper and tugging it free of her body.

Clara gasps when I flip her over so she’s face down on my lap. Before she has her bearings, I clasp both her wrists at the small of her back with one hand. She jerks her head up, flailing her legs. “No! Put me down.”

It takes no effort on my part to keep her in place, and I give her bottom a firm swat to get her attention.

“Ouch! Stop it. You can’t spank me.”

I grip the back of her thighs with one hand to lessen her ability to squirm. “Clara…” My voice is firm. Commanding. “I am going to spank you for not taking your bottle. You can either accept your punishment like a good girl, or I’ll add to it. It’s up to you.”

She starts crying, which isn’t unexpected. “I don’t want you to spank me,” she wails.

“Then next time you won’t disobey me.” I swat her other cheek.

She flails around, trying to free herself.

“Your punishment doesn’t start until you stop fighting against it, Little one,” I inform her. I give her a third swat, lower this time, at the junction of her bottom with her thighs.

I studied the effects of spanking extensively so I would know what to expect and how hard to slap my Little girl’s skin. I learned how the location of my attention would affect her. So, I’m not surprised when her breath hitches, her body stiffens, and the scent of her arousal fills my nostrils.

I spank that same spot again, getting her attention. This time she whimpers, so I rub the spot. “Let your body relax against my thighs, Little one,” I encourage gently as I slide my hand down to grip one of her thighs, letting my fingers stroke the sensitive skin so close to her pussy.