chapter 3

“When I ask a question I expect an immediate answer, Isabella. Do

you understand your instructions?”

“Yes.”

Unexpectedly, he spanked me again. Three more smacks to my ass.

These were the hardest yet. Every eye in the room seemed to bore into me,

witnesses to my humiliation.

“Yes, what?” he asked. His voice held no inflection. He didn’t sound

angry or irritated. In fact, I suspected he’d anticipated this exact scenario.

“Yes, Daddy,” I gasped.

“Good girl,” he said, lowering my skirt. “That’s a very good girl.”

I sighed in relief, and several of the men around the table chucked,

including my Daddy. I wanted to glare at them but didn’t dare.

“Get little Isabella a pillow, Victor. I don’t want my new pet to be

uncomfortable.”

I gasped. Pet? But I thought I was his little girl. I looked up at him,

wanting to ask, but not daring. He raised an eyebrow with a slight grin as if

to say, “Problem?”

I immediately lowered my gaze, but Daddy caught my chin and

lifted my face to his. “It’s OK, princess. I just need you to understand what I

expect from you. You’re fine. Trust me to protect you.” He placed a soft

kiss on my lips. “This is about my pleasure and what I want, but I’ll never

abuse you, and I promise I’ll always give you pleasure. All you have to do

is be what I tell you to be.”

I nodded and whispered, “Yes, Daddy.”

Daddy smiled, then positioned the pillow under the table and

between his spread legs. “If you need my attention you are to place your

head in my lap. While you’re my pet, your name is Kitten. You will still call

me Daddy, do you understand, Kitten?” I was sure he repeated my name to

emphasize it for me.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Take your place, Kitten.”

I did, curling up on the plush red pillow. It was large and velvet soft.

Had I been an actual kitten I would have purred. I accidentally let out a soft

moan of pleasure as I laid my head down. I was against Daddy’s calf, but he

didn’t move. I took it as a sign he didn’t mind my touch.

With me out of the way, the meeting continued. I didn’t pay

attention to anything but Daddy’s voice. It was gravelly but pleasing. I

loved to listen to him, especially when he praised me. His voice sent shivers

through me. Now, with my hot bottom and knowing how that voice sounded

when he got stern, that voice made my pussy clench. I wondered what it

would be like to hear him scold me for being naughty. What it would sound

like if he commanded me to come for him. I squeezed my legs together to

get friction on my clit at the thought. I rolled my hips slightly, needing to

have Daddy’s hands on me.

“Excuse me, gentlemen,” Daddy said.

Uh oh. His voice sounded irritated. Why?

“You’ll have to forgive me. My pet is new and is still not sure how

to behave.”

“Better to correct naughtiness as it happens,” Victor said.

“Otherwise pets become confused.”

Daddy rolled his chair back and gave me a hard look. “Up, Kitten,”

he said softly. I hesitated, but one look from him had me scrambling to my

feet. He held my arm and turned me around to face the group at the table

again, pulling my skirt up and tucking the hem into the waistband. He

pressed me forward so I was bent over the table. My breath hitched, then I

started to hyperventilate. “What were your instructions when I told you to

sit, Kitten?”

I thought for a moment, and it cost me. Daddy smacked my ass.

Hard. I yelped, but it definitely jogged my memory.

“I wasn’t supposed to move once I settled,” I said in a rush. “I was to place my head in your lap if I needed something.”

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