chapter 3

“Not at all, Isabella. Not at all. It’s just… How to word this,” he

muttered to himself. After a few moments where he seemed to struggle with

himself, he finally spoke again. “Sometimes, kittens are naughty. When

they are, their Daddies have to correct their behavior.”

“Have I been naughty, Daddy? If so, tell me and I’ll fix it. Punish

me if you feel it’s necessary. You know I’ll accept your punishment.” He’d

only ever spanked me once. That first day I submitted to be his Kitten.

“I know you will, baby. I know. But you’ve not been naughty. You

are, quite literally, the perfect Kitten.”

Perfect… Too perfect? I thought for a moment. “Are you saying you

need to punish me?”

“Sometimes,” Victor said, shocking me. I’d nearly forgotten he was

there. “A Daddy needs to spank his Kitten. Usually, Kittens are naughty.

They act out. Sometimes it’s to get their Daddy’s attention, or merely

because they feel like it. Sometimes Kittens need the spanking as much as

their Daddy needs to give it. It’s a way to release emotion for both of them.

Also…” He grinned. “Sometimes, it’s immensely satisfying to see a

naughty Kitten’s red bottom when Daddy fucks her.”

I looked up at Daddy. He glared at Victor, but I could see the truth of

Victor’s words. “Daddy,” I said, putting a hand on his face gently. “Do you

need to spank your Kitten?”

He closed his eyes, looking equally unsettled and aroused. That was

all the answer I needed. I stood and stripped off my dress. Turning, I

intended to bend over the table, but remembered the damned kitten tail

stuck in my ass. I reached for it, unsure what to do with it. Then I felt

Daddy’s hand on one cheek of my ass and smiled at him over my shoulder.

Trusting Daddy to take care of my kitten tail, I leaned over the desk and lay

with my arms stretched out above my head, my ass ready for Daddy’s punishment. I spread my legs apart so he had as much access to me as he

needed.

“Look at my beautiful, brave Kitten,” Daddy purred. In that

moment, I knew I was absolutely doing the right thing. For whatever

reason, Daddy needed this. He needed to see the marks of his dominance on

my skin. I trusted Daddy never to hurt me, so I’d take this punishment and

embrace it.

“What did I ever do to deserve you?”

“Not as much as you should have, but you’re making up for it with

your indulgence.” I deliberately tried to be a brat to lighten the mood. It

worked because Daddy barked out a laugh, rubbing one of my ass cheeks in

a large circle as he did.

“OK, my sweet Kitten. You know I’d never hurt you or give you

more than you could handle. Right?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m ready for my punishment now. Will you please

spank me?” Much as I wanted to do this for Daddy, I really wanted it over

with so we could get to the cuddling part. I was willing to do this for Daddy,

but… yeah. My poor ass.

“I’ll only be using my hand, Kitten. I don’t want you to count

them.”

“How many spanks are you giving me, Daddy?”

“As many as it takes.”

That didn’t sound ominous at all.

“This isn’t a punishment, Kitten, so, if you accept this like a good

little Kitten, I’ll make sure you receive pleasure after as a reward.”

I looked over my shoulder at him, nodding. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Again, he murmured, “Such a brave, good little Kitten.”

Then Daddy started spanking me. At first, it wasn’t so bad. I gritted

my teeth and tried to just absorb the punishment. But then my bottom got hot, and his hand grew heavier and heavier until I was certain my ass

glowed like Rudolph’s nose. Still, Daddy didn’t let up. Not until I let out

one broken sob. Tears were already leaking freely down my face, but Daddy

must have needed that verbal confirmation I was feeling his punishment. He

stopped at once and rubbed my poor bottom gently. The second he did, the

pain morphed into… something else. The transition was so swift, I gasped

and arched into his touch before I could stop myself.

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