Page 34 of Her Gentle Daddy
“You had a chance to be good, but you decided to push your boundaries, so I am showing you exactly where your boundaries are.”
Smack! Smack! Smack!
He spanked his little girl repeatedly as she fought against his hold on her. In one swift move, he pulled down her leggings and panties, baring her pinkening bottom for him to continue to spank.
“When Daddy tells you to do something, that means he expects you to do it. But you decided to disobey and be rude to Daddy, which is not allowed, and you know that. Daddy isn’t rude to you, is he?”
“No, Daddy. But I wanted to play with my dolly,” she whined loudly.
He smacked her bottom several times, paying special attention to the tender skin at the tops of her thighs.
“You have lots of time to play, little girl. But you also have to take a bath. It isn’t any different than any other night.”
She cried out with each smack to her upper thighs and tried to push off his lap, but he had a firm grip on her, so she was no match for him. He spanked her hard and rapidly, turning her cheeks from pink to an angry red. He didn’t stop until she was sobbing limply over his lap, promising to be a good girl forever and ever.
“I’m s-so s-sorry, Daddy. I wasn’t being a nice girl.”
“Shh, I know, baby. It’s all over, and I forgive you. I know in the future you’ll try to be Daddy’s good girl.”
She continued to cry, her tears dripping onto the bathroom floor until he flipped her up to sit in his lap. He wrapped his arms around her small body and kissed the top of her head, letting her cry her little heart out. He set her on the bathroom counter when she finally calmed and turned on the bathtub taps.
They still hadn’t done anything more than kissing, and when he gave her baths, he didn’t linger or let his hands wander. Although she wasn’t as tense when he washed her privates any longer, he still didn’t want to press his luck. In the meantime, his privates were constantly pressing painfully against the zipper of his pants.
“Daddy, can I pick out a bath bomb?”
He nodded and helped her down from the counter. She took her time choosing and ended up picking out a heart-shaped bath bomb that smelled like lavender. Once the tub was full of water, she dropped it in and clapped as the water fizzed and turned purple. He loved watching how excited she got over such small things. She didn’t seem to take any happy moment for granted.
“In you go, little girl.”
Lifting her, he set her in the tub and raised his eyebrows when she hissed as the water came into contact with her red bottom. She pouted but quickly became distracted when he dumped in her basket of mermaid bath toys. He soaped up her hair and massaged her scalp while she played, although she let out several moans of pleasure that had his cock jumping inside of his jeans. He definitely needed to take a shower and relieve some pent-up arousal.
After her bath, he brushed out her hair, dried it, and then dressed her into a snap crotch onesie with a pair of fuzzy socks. It was his first time putting her in a onesie, and he wasn’t sure how she would like it, but when she looked down and ran her hands over the rainbow print and then across the snaps along her pussy, she grinned.
“This is so cute. How do I go potty, though?”
He chuckled, “You tell Daddy that you need to go potty, and I’ll unsnap you and take you to the bathroom.”
She gave him a skeptical look.
“Are you always going to go to the bathroom with me now?”
He had been following her into the restroom frequently, and he was surprised when she never really protested unless she needed to make a bowel movement. He always left her alone to do that, although he knew that she would be comfortable taking care of all her business in front of him one day. He was her Daddy after all, and nothing was off-limits for him. He would take care of his baby girl in every way that she would allow.
“Yep, I sure am. I like taking care of my baby girl.”
Instead of embarrassment, he saw a look of relief flicker in her eyes. She didn’t like being alone when she didn’t have to, and he thought that in a way, him taking care of her most basic needs was a way for him to show her that she could trust him for anything.
“I like when you take care of me too, Daddy.”
Sean grinned and leaned down to kiss her as she sat on his bed. She was so tiny and delicate, like a little doll that he wanted to put in his pocket and keep safe forever.
“Crawl into bed, little girl. I’m going to go pick out a story and make you a bottle.”
Gabby crawled across the bed on all fours and wiggled down under the blankets as he left the bedroom and headed for the kitchen. He quickly mixed up a bottle of her vanilla nutritional shake and then jogged up to the nursery and chose a book. Ever since her panic attack at the club, she had been sleeping in bed with him at night and only sleeping in the nursery for her naps.
When he walked back into his room, his baby girl already had her eyes closed, with her stuffed dog clutched to her chest.
Therapy, a spanking, and a bath must have really tuckered her out. Poor thing.