Page 52 of Her Gentle Daddy

“I can see that, Gabby, but what I don’t understand is how you thought it would be a good idea to climb up into a tree that you could fall out of and get seriously injured. How in the world did you even get up there in the first place?”

Her bottom clenched again when she pointed toward the turned over chair. The look on his face told her just how unhappy he was with her and yet even though he was all scowly and grumpy, she didn’t feel scared.

“I didn’t think it was that far up.”

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he gave her an exasperated look.

“Inside. Nursery. Corner. Now.”

Bowing her head, Gabby trudged into the house and up the stairs to her nursery with her Daddy following her every step of the way. When she went directly to the corner, he followed and tugged down her leggings and panties to her knees.

“Naughty girls get to stand in the corner with their naughty bottoms on display, and then after your bottom is red and hot, you will be back in the corner in the same way.”

Yeah, Daddy was really not happy.

The corner was the most boring thing in the world, and having her bottom on display felt like the most embarrassing thing in the world. Especially because she knew her Daddy was still in the room and probably staring right at her. It shouldn’t have aroused her, but for some reason, it did, and that was also embarrassing. Hopefully, he wouldn’t see the slickness between her thighs.

It was confusing to be aroused, but yet when they had been all over each other, she had freaked out. Really though, she hadn’t freaked out until he was on top of her, making her feel overpowered and unable to breathe, just like her abuser had done to her. She knew Sean hadn’t been doing anything on purpose to scare her, but it had.

“Are you thinking about what a naughty little girl you were for putting yourself in danger?”

No. I’m thinking about the wetness between my legs and the pressure I’m feeling down there.

“Yes, Daddy.”

It was much too embarrassing to admit what she was really thinking about, which was the bulge that she often saw between his legs. She hadn’t thought she would ever be interested in one of those, but she was sure interested in Sean’s, and standing in the corner was making her even more interested in it.

You are such a weirdo. Who gets turned on from staring at a wall? Is there a kink name for that? Wall arousal?

She giggled and was then startled when she heard her Daddy’s throat clearing from right behind her. When she peeked back at him, even though she was pretty sure she wasn’t supposed to, he didn’t look pleased.

“Something funny about standing in the corner, little girl?”

Schooling her face, she widened her eyes and shook her head.

“No, Daddy.”

Clasping her wrist, Sean pulled her to the chair in the opposite corner of the room. She shuffled over with tiny steps since her leggings were restricting her movements, and she was thankful that her Daddy moved at her pace. When he sat down in the chair and looked into her eyes, she knew she was in for it.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to get the frisbee.”

“I understand that, Gabby, but it was very dangerous to climb the tree, let alone stand on the chair, and you know that putting yourself in danger is a big rule. You could have come and asked me to help, and I would have. But coming out and seeing you up in the tree practically gave me heart failure because if something happened to you, I would be devastated. I don’t want to see my baby girl getting hurt.”

Slumping her shoulders, the guilt washed over her for making her Daddy feel bad, so she nodded her head. She deserved the punishment that was coming.

“Over my lap.”

Sean helped her over one of his thighs and immediately used his other leg to secure her legs from kicking.

“This is going to be a harsh spanking, Gabby. What is your safeword in case you need to use it?”

Shoot. That didn’t sound good.

“Red, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

The first smack rang down on her bottom, and she wasn’t even close to being ready for it. Letting out a squeal of both surprise and pain, she immediately began thrashing, trying to break free of his iron grip. Another smack came down and then another, and pretty soon, they were coming so fast that she couldn’t focus on anything except the red hot pain.