“Focus, Little rebel. What happened after you ate the cookies?”
She blew out a breath. Her voice shook. “Jez and Suzette got spanked in front of me.”
“Then?”
“Then you took me home, spanked my bottom, cleaned me out with that mean hose, and only let me have bottles for the next day.”
“Are you going to sneak around and eat cookies again, Little rebel?” He teased the elastic edges of her panties on either side an inch from her pussy.
She shook her head, panting. “No, Daddy.”
“What happened today, naughty girl?” Today’s events still shook Damon to his core.
Her head lolled back and forth as he stroked over her clit before he stopped touching her intimately and set his hands on her spread knees. They needed to talk about today.
“I didn’t know I could do that, Daddy. I promise. I was just experimenting.”
“You scared Elias to death, Little rebel. He’s never going to agree to babysit you again,” he exaggerated. What was an even bigger concern was that Elias was now extremely nervous about the responsibility of collecting his mate in the not-too-distant future.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. We were just playing hide and seek. I didn’t know I could mask my scent.”
Damon knew she was telling the truth. She’d been just as shocked as the rest of them. She’d thought Elias had been joking and pretending he couldn’t find her for several minutes until she realized he’d begun to panic. She’d scented his stress in the air and come out of the closet where she’d been hiding immediately, but they’d all learned something else about Olivia. She could mask her scent, too.
“Daddy is going to have to punish you. You know that right?”
She whimpered. “Yes, Sir.”
“Not for masking your scent. You weren’t aware of that possibility. But for scaring Elias by not coming out sooner.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Damon eased her legs together so he could finally remove her panties. When he parted them again, he restrained them wider than usual and included her ankles so she had absolutely no ability to escape.
“Daddy…” She swallowed. “What are you going to do?” Her voice shook.
He tapped her swollen clit. It was so engorged that the hood wasn’t covering it. “The next time I take you to join the girls, I’m going to spank you in front of everyone, understood?” He wanted there to be no doubt in her mind. He wasn’t saying that he would spank herifshe misbehaved. That part was a given. He was letting her know he would most definitely be spanking her bottom in front of the others.
She nodded. “Yes, Sir. But what are you going to dothistime?”
“This time, I’m going to swat your little pussy until you’re so horny you can’t think straight.” He wasn’t going to use his fingers like he usually did, either. He opened the drawer and pulled out a small crop.
Since she couldn’t see the evil tool, he dragged the folded leather end up her tummy until he reached her breasts. He lifted if a few inches and swatted the underside of her breast.
She gasped. “Daddy…”
He wouldn’t strike her hard enough to injure her. Never. Just hard enough to make her squirm because she enjoyed it. And her punishment would be edging her for quite some time before he let her reach orgasm.
She cried out when he slapped her nipple next. It would sting just enough to make her dizzy with the mixture of pleasure and pain.
After several more demonstrations on her breasts, he moved down and slapped her inner thighs with the leather.
“Oh, God, Daddy… Please. I’ll be good. I won’t even get into trouble next time.”
He chuckled. His Little mate had earned her nickname, Little rebel. Trouble would follow her all of her life. After dragging the tip of the crop over her mound, he gave her swollen clit its first taste, slapping it just hard enough to make her moan.
She was so fucking precious. He loved her to death. He would do anything for her, including restrain her and tease her until she begged him for release. Because it was what she loved.
Her body was on fire as he stroked her folds without nearly enough pressure to give her any relief. In between, he swatted her clit five more times, watching her closely to make sure she was still enjoying herself.
