Page 27 of Rekindling Little River (Littles of Rawhide Ranch #14)

River

Something was wrong with them. It had to be. They had put a lot of thought into what they’d done and decided to do it anyway. River wasn’t sure what that said about them. They’d willfully inspired a punishment. And even more than that, they were looking forward to it !

As Daddy led them to their room, their excitement rose with each step. Shouldn’t this feel like walking the plank? Instead, it felt like foreplay. Their pulse was racing, their core tingling, and so many endorphins were flooding their system they felt a bit lightheaded with it.

What was Daddy going to do? They didn’t know.

Daddy hadn’t said a word as he’d helped them dry off, wrapped them in a towel, and led them out of the pool area.

Somehow, his silence only stoked the fire in River’s blood.

Being marched down the hallways in a Little walk of shame should have been embarrassing as hell, and it was, but that embarrassment was doing something to River that was not at all unpleasant. Quite the opposite.

River sucked in a breath and tried to adjust themself, attempting to gain some relief from the intense arousal they should not be experiencing.

It didn’t even begin to work. The flow of arousal at the thought of what could happen wasn’t a trickle, or even a steady stream.

It was a flash flood that had them panting with need and ready to come at the slightest touch.

This was something they were just learning about themself.

River had never been punished before. Not more than the punishments doled out by the owners and monitors in clubs.

They’d never trusted anyone enough to hand over that sort of responsibility and the few times they’d negotiated to have any sort of Top, they’d always ensured they never broke a rule and incurred any wrath.

They weren’t sure what made them trust Dave so much in such a short time, but they weren’t questioning it.

They should. But they weren’t. They were too busy trying to keep themself from spontaneously combusting.

When they reached the door to their room, Daddy still hadn’t uttered a word. It wasn’t until after they’d unlocked the door, led River inside, and closed it back that he spoke.

“I would prefer to keep this private, but if you’ll feel more comfortable, I can get a monitor to supervise.”

The words startled River since they hadn’t even considered a monitor.

The fact that Daddy had brought it up only served as more proof that they didn’t need one.

Even when he was upset with them, Daddy thought more about their comfort and wishes than his own.

Nothing had ever made River feel more safe.

“If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t have done what I did,” they answered honestly. “I don’t think a monitor is necessary.”

Daddy let out a sigh and his features relaxed before responding, “Good. That’s good. I’m not sure I like the idea of anyone seeing your perfect, peachy ass naked but me.”

River wasn’t sure how to respond to that possessive statement, so they kept their mouth shut and watched Daddy walk over to a cabinet along the wall.

Inside, they knew, the cabinet contained multiple implements one might need for discipline, but Daddy didn’t open that part.

Instead, he just opened the bottom drawer, where he’d stored some things when he’d first come to stay in their room.

“Strip off, bend over the edge of the bed and spread your legs,” he instructed without even looking over as his hands roamed, gathering items.

River was starting to feel the nerves. They’d expected there would be a conversation and an agreed upon price to pay, but it seemed Daddy was set on a course of action already and he wasn’t inclined to share with the class.

“I don’t hear you moving, babysaurus.”

The absentminded remark prodded River into action and they rid themselves of their swimwear, following Daddy’s instruction to a T so when Daddy finally finished his rummaging, they were bent over and on full display.

River heard his intake of breath and the muttered curse and assumed Daddy now faced them. They didn’t hear his steps as he crossed the room so when his warm hand caressed their ass, they weren’t expecting it and jumped.

“Shhhh, just admiring my beautiful baby.”

River’s face flamed and their lips pulled into a grin at his words of praise.

“Someone’s excited for what’s coming.”

River could hear the smile/smirk in his voice.

The observation turned the flames of River’s blush into an inferno of embarrassment.

Would Daddy think they were weird for wanting this?

They needn’t have worried. Daddy moved in behind them, pressing in close so they felt his erection straining against their lower cheeks.

He bent over them, pressing his hands on top of theirs where they were stretched out over their head and whispered directly in their ear, “Good. Daddy’s excited for it too.” Then he nipped their earlobe and growled, “Take your punishment like a good baby, and Daddy will reward you.”

The way he ground his erection against them left no doubt to the kind of reward River could expect and River determined that they would take whatever was coming like a champ.

River almost whimpered at the loss of Daddy’s warmth when he straightened back up.

They turned their head so their other cheek was on the mattress and they could see where he was.

All they saw, however, was the supply of implements Daddy had gathered and set on the mattress beside them.

They gulped hard and became so focused on the display that they almost missed Daddy’s next words.

“There are many things that you can get away with pushing boundaries on, baby, but health and safety are not among them.”

A hand gently rubbed up and down River’s spine and they shivered in anticipation.

“There is absolutely nothing as important to me in this world as you are. The idea of anything happening to you…”

They heard Daddy take a deep breath and push it out.

“I can’t even contemplate it.”

River wanted to argue that they were fine and what they’d done wasn’t all that dangerous but then they remembered the fact that their butt was already sore from hitting the bottom of the pool hard, a fact they hadn’t mentioned to Daddy.

It didn’t seem like a good idea to mention it and make things worse.

They weren’t truly hurt but it did bring home the fact that Daddy’s concerns were very valid.

“I’m not going to go easy on you for your first punishment. I can already see it won’t be your last and while I’m happy to spank your naughty bottom anytime you need it, I don’t want you risking your health and safety again.”

“What are you going to do?” They’d finally found their voice, but they weren’t altogether sure they wanted the answer considering what they saw sitting on the bed beside them.

“Well, baby,” Daddy answered, reaching for the long wooden paddle next to them, “I’m going to spank your naughty bottom with this.

” He held the paddle up and showed it to them.

It was long and slim and engraved with the words Naughty Baby .

“But,” he continued after a moment, “not until after I’ve plugged your bottom with this.

” Daddy held up a slim, metal butt plug with a jewel on the base.

River swallowed audibly as they inspected the two items Daddy planned to use on them.

Maybe they’d acted just a bit prematurely.

Perhaps they should have considered things a bit more before taking that leap.

Then again, the mix of anticipation and fear of the unknown was a heady thing, sending the blood zinging through their veins, arousal leaking from their core, and a throbbing, aching need pulsing through their being.

Dave

River, bent over that mattress waiting patiently for their punishment, was a thing of beauty the likes of which Dave had never seen before.

His cock throbbed in his pants, straining to break free and punish that sweet ass in a whole different, much more pleasurable way.

He simply adjusted it and reminded himself that this was something much more serious.

River had put themself at risk and he needed to be sure they never willfully did that again.

He picked up the bottle of lube first, squirting a bit on his fingers and rubbing it on River’s puckered hole.

He fought the urge to rush, needing some part of himself inside them.

All in good time. He squirted a bit more lube on his fingers, wanting to make sure River was ready.

While what he planned wouldn’t feel good for River, he didn’t want to injure them.

Slowly he slipped a finger past the resistance of their back hole.

It glided in pretty easily due to the amount of lubrication on his fingers, so he quickly added another finger.

He worked them in and out of River’s tight ass, scissoring them and stretching their channel.

He didn’t linger on the act, despite the moans and mewls coming from River.

This part wasn’t for pleasure. He’d have his chance to linger and play.

Soon. For now, he was efficient and tried to be clinical. Not that it was working, but he tried.

Once River was suitably stretched, he cleaned his fingers with cleansing wipes and picked up the plug.

He didn’t meet much resistance at first but as the wider portions of the plug went in, he worked it in and out, the rhythm easing the process for his baby.

Once the widest portion slipped in, and the base nestled against their hole, Dave took a moment to admire the jewel winking back at him.

“You doing okay, baby?” he asked while tapping the jeweled end a few times.

“Yes, Daddy,” River panted.

Dave closed his eyes to remind himself what he was doing. Punishment. This was a punishment. He couldn’t fuck River until he’d gotten his point across. He took deep breaths, gathering his self-control and picked up the paddle.

“I’m not going to give you a particular number of swats.

I don’t believe that’s the best way to teach a lesson.

I’m going to spank you until I feel you’ve learned the lesson of not putting yourself in danger.

” He rubbed the wooden paddle over their bottom as he spoke, building anticipation.

“You have your safe word. If it gets to be too much, use it. We’ll reevaluate.

It won’t get you out of your punishment, but we can talk and, if needed, find another punishment. ”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Dave didn’t believe in wasting time or breath so once the agreement had left River’s lips, he raised the paddle and smacked it down on their ass.

River jumped a bit and yelped, their hands moving from above their head to instinctively cover their ass.

Dave reached out and gathered their wrists, holding them in place behind their back to keep River from hurting themself.

Dave worked quickly, landing smack after smack down on River’s rear but that didn’t stop him from enjoying watching them try to squirm or listening to them moan and whimper.

Eventually, those moans turned to groans, the whimpers turned to sniffles and the light brown skin covering their bottom turned a nice, rosy shade of pink. It still wasn’t enough.

“You can’t put yourself in danger like that, baby,” he said as he landed another blow, and River released their first sob.

“You’re much too precious to risk that way.

” Another swat landed and tears leaked from River’s eyes as they tried to wriggle and squirm away from the wooden paddle.

“If something happened to you, I couldn’t take it.

” Another two swats and River sobbed in earnest. Their movements stilled as they sagged down into the mattress and gave in to their fate.

Dave laid down two more smacks to drive the point home before he tossed aside the paddle, sat on the bed, and gathered a weeping River into his arms.

River

River’s butt hurt. Thankfully, Daddy had landed the paddle in ways that avoided the plug as much as possible but that didn’t lessen the searing burn or stinging pain on their bottom.

River’s tears flowed freely while their Daddy held them close, rubbing the hot skin in soothing circles and murmuring comforting words in their ear.

“That’s a good baby. You took your punishment so well.

I’m so proud of you.” When their sobs turned to hiccups and their tears stopped running, Daddy took some tissues from the box he’d been prepared with and cleaned their cheeks and chin.

He took more tissues, held them to their nose and instructed them to blow.

They did so with no complaint, allowing Daddy to take care of them.

It was nice to have someone who actually wanted to do the little things.

Daddy cupped their cheeks and looked directly into their eyes when he told them, “You did so perfectly, baby. You’re such a good baby. So strong and brave and sweet. Such a perfect Little babysaurus.” His praise made them preen and let out a tiny little roar.

Daddy bent his head and kissed their forehead, then their nose, and finally their lips. River clutched his shoulders and opened for him, allowing his tongue entry. Daddy had promised a reward if they took their punishment and they planned to collect.