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After that we are going to have a discussion before you go over my knee for a spanking. Is that understood?”

Olivia’s heart raced. She hadn’t had a spanking since she was a little kid and getting one now didn’t sound like it would be fun.

“But Daddy. I don’t need a spanking or a timeout.”

“Oh, Daddy believes that his Little girl does and if she looked deep down inside I think she would agree.”

She sighed, there was no getting out of this one. They had never talked about spankings being an okay punishment and she knew that she should bring that up.

Reasoning with herself, she decided to tell him that she didn’t know if she wanted a spanking. There was no way to know how she would react to it given her past.

The last thing that she wanted was to be triggered and ruin their night. Olivia wanted this weekend to be the best and that wasn’t the way to do it.

“I guess Daddy.”

“Good girl. Now go stand in the corner. Last time you had your nose in the corner I let you keep your pants and panties on, but I told you that it wouldn’t always be like that.”

Nodding her head, dread filled her stomach. She didn’t want to stand in the corner with her pants and panties off, but she was warned and knew not to continue to push.

“Let me see those beautiful blue eyes for a second, babygirl.”

Olivia raised her head and looked at Daddy. Taking a deep breath she waited to see what he would say next.

“You know that Daddy would never do anything youweren’t comfortable with. I want you to remember that you have all the control here. One word and everything stops, even a punishment. What’s your safe word, Olivia?”

“Red, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Say that and it all stops. Now, off you go. Pants and panties off, nose against the wall, and your hands behind your back.”

Daddy leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss against her forehead before she turned and drug her feet towards the corner he pointed to. Looking over her shoulder at Daddy, she watched him raise his eyebrow.

Taking another deep breath, Olivia chanted in her mind that she could do this. She was strong.

Slipping her fingers into her leggings, she pulled them down before moving to grab her panties doing the same.

“Okay, Little One. Daddy is starting the timer. Same rules apply, if you move or fidget the timer will restart.”

Olivia stood as still as a statue waiting and thinking about what was to come next. She knew that the spanking that she was going to receive would be nothing like what she faced at the hands of David.

She was worried her brain wouldn’t be able to separate the two and it would cause her to panic. Olivia knew she was going to have to talk to Daddy before anything happened.

Of course, she couldn’t say the real reason she was having these feelings, but she had to tell him something.

Daddy has told her several times over the past few weeks that communication was very important.

This was something that she absolutely needed to communicate even if she couldn’t tell the full story. The chiming of Daddy’s phone cut off any more thoughts she had.

“Alright, Olivia. Come here please.”

She went to pull her pants back up when Daddy spoke, stopping her movement.

“Leave those where they are.”

Embarrassment bloomed in her chest. Waddling carefully over to Daddy, she stopped between his parted legs refusing to look him in the eye.

She should have known better than to think he was going to allow that to happen. Unable to fight the lifting of her head by his fingers, Olivia was forced to look in his eyes.

“Can you give me a color, Little girl?”