chapter 4

“And what were you doing, Kitten?”

“I moved,” I said softly.

“You were squirming,” Daddy corrected.

I hung my head. “I was squirming, Daddy.”

“Now. Before I give you your punishment, I want to know why you

were squirming not fifteen minutes after you settled in.” He rubbed my

back from my neck to the base of my spine just above the curve of my ass.

I knew better than to hesitate. Daddy commanded instant obedience.

Also, if I were honest, I was afraid I’d think up a lie if I thought about it too

hard. If I did that, Daddy might get really angry. “I was listening to your

voice, and I liked it, Daddy.”

“I see. Explain why you liked it, Kitten.”

I sighed, not wanting to tell him but knowing I had to. “I wanted to

hear you telling me I was a good girl.”

“And?”

Could he read my mind? “And I wanted you to tell me to come.”

This last sentence was nearly a whisper. I could only hope the other men

couldn’t hear me.

“I see,” Daddy said again. He moved his rubbing down to my ass. In

praise? “Anything else, Kitten?”

“I wondered what you’d sound like scolding me, but I found that out

now,” I said, cheekily. More than one man chuckled. I thought Daddy did

too, but when I looked over my shoulder at him, he wasn’t smiling.

“The sass is more than it should be, but I’ll ignore it this time. Since

you told me the truth, I’m only giving you ten spanks. You will count them,

Kitten.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

The first smack landed on my right cheek. “One, Daddy.”

“Very good. Just like that, Kitten.” Then he landed the second spank

on the other cheek.

I winced, but didn’t cry out. “Two, Daddy.”

The third was back on the right cheek. The fourth as well. Left.

right. Left. Left. By this time, my ass was beginning to really hurt. Each

smack was harder and harder until I wasn’t sure I was going to make the

last strikes.

“Eight, Daddy! Nine, Daddy! TEN, DADDY!” I cried out the last of

the spanks. My eyes were closed, and tears leaked from the corners, but I

braced myself on the desk and took my punishment as best I could. I

wouldn’t embarrass Daddy by making a scene. Well. More of a scene than I

already was. I was in a room full of men in a meeting with my Daddy, and

they were watching him spank my bare ass. Yeah. No spectacle there.

When he was finished, he took off my skirt and panties, pulling me

into his lap. I was sitting there in my T-shirt with no bra, my socks and

boots. Oh. And the cat ears. The really weird thing was, though I could feel

the eyes of the men on me, none of it mattered. Only my Daddy mattered.

He wrapped me up in his arms, careful of my hot bottom. At first I

sat stiffly, uncertain what to do. I looked up at him, the question in my eyes,

and he smiled down at me tenderly. “Put your arms around me if you want

to, Kitten. Use me for comfort.”

“But I was bad,” I whispered so softly I wasn’t certain he heard me.

“You weren’t bad, Kitten. Just naughty. Kittens sometimes have

trouble staying still, and I know that. Your behavior has been corrected, and

all is forgiven.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” I said with a small, broken sob. Then I

wrapped my arms around his neck and sobbed silently into his chest.

I’m not certain how long that continued. With the spanking, the

nerves, and the crying, with Daddy’s warm, strong arms wrapped around me, I soon started to drift.

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