Page 90 of Her Hero Daddy

“Nice try, little girl. You two get this cleaned up and come down to eat dinner. Got it?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Yes, Sir.”

The men disappeared, and Haylee looked at Ally.

“Whoops!” Ally said.

Haylee giggled and lay down in the sea of toys and began moving her arms and legs as though she was making a snow angel. Ally laughed and did the same. When they stood and looked at their angels, they decided they could make better ones. Spreading the toys back out over the carpet, they lay down and started their angels again.

“What do you girls think you’re doing?” Kane’s voice boomed.

Uh-oh.

Haylee froze and saw Kane appear in her vision as she looked up toward the ceiling.

He did not look happy.

“Uh… We were making angels. Sorry, Daddy, we will get this cleaned up.”

“Young lady, come here right now,” Luke said to Ally as he pointed to the floor in front of him.

Kane plucked Haylee up from the floor and started carrying her out of the nursery.

“You can use the nursery, and I’ll use our bedroom,” he told Luke.

“Yep,” Luke answered.

He carried her into their bedroom and set her on her feet in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed.

“Little girl, I told you to clean up so you two could come down for dinner. That didn’t mean to start cleaning up in half an hour. That meant immediately.”

Feeling her face flush, she knew she was in trouble. The tone of Kane’s voice told her there was no getting out of it.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. We were just having so much fun.”

“I understand that, baby alligator, and you girls will have plenty of time to have fun in the future, but when I tell you to do something, I expect you to obey.”

“I know, Daddy,” she said softly.

Kane tucked his fingers into the waistband of her pants and panties and tugged them down.

“Daddy, can you not spank me this one time? Or at least wait until they leave?”

“Nope, because I can assure you that Ally is in there getting her naughty bottom spanked as well. Come on, over my lap.”

Slumping her shoulders, she accepted his hand to help her crawl over his lap. She had to have known she would get in trouble for not cleaning up immediately, so why didn’t she just obey? Maybe deep down, she craved her Daddy’s discipline. Which would explain the wetness she felt in her panties after every spanking.

Kane began spanking her rapidly, not giving her a chance to think on it any longer. She let out a yelp with each smack, trying to wiggle herself and kick her legs in hopes of lessening the sting. Not that it worked, but she couldn’t help it. He was a hard spanker.

“Daddy, I’m sorry!” she cried out.

Kane continued spanking her for several minutes until tears dripped down her cheeks, and she lay across his lap limply. As soon as he stopped spanking her bottom, he pulled her up and cuddled her against his chest.

“Shh. It’s over, baby. Daddy has you.”

She sniffled against his chest. It wasn’t the worst spanking he’d ever given her, but she hated disappointing him more than anything. When her sniffles quieted, he pulled her back from his chest.