Sheriff Daddy (Montana Daddies Book 10) by Laylah Roberts (good book club books txt) 📗

in any danger,” she soothed.

“You could have tripped on your way back into the house, fallen, and hit your head.”

“You have an obsession with me hitting my head.”

“What if I’d been on the phone for longer? You’d have been lying outside, bleeding out.”

“But none of that happened.”

“Not the point. You shouldn’t have gone outside, with bad weather coming, to carry in a heavy load of wood and you know it.”

“I was just trying to help you out.”

“That’s not your job, it’s mine.”

“But you don’t let me help out around here at all. I can’t cook. I’m not allowed to clean.”

“You were in the hospital less than a week ago. I want you to rest.”

“I feel fine.”

“You’re still having problems sleeping. And you’re still pale.” He crouched down beside her. “I just want to take care of you.”

She cupped the side of his face with her hand. “You do take care of me. I want to do the same for you.”

“You do take care of me.” He turned his head to kiss the palm of her hand.

Did she? She wasn’t so sure that she did anything.

“But this isn’t getting you out of your punishment. Which we can start now. Roll over onto your tummy.”

After the girls left, she’d put her onesie back on. Which meant that if she was on her tummy, he would have easy access to her bottom through the drop seat.

Darn it.

Ed stared down at where Georgie lay on her tummy on the sofa with satisfaction.

He’d put a cushion under her hips so her ass was raised. The backseat of her onesie was open, the flap pulled down and her panties pushed under her ass. He’d slipped a slightly bigger plug into her ass.

“Right, you’re having twenty minutes of time-out. Starting now.”

Ed moved to the kitchen to start making dinner. Or he tried to. His gaze kept going to Georgie. She was still and silent. Too bad she couldn’t be that obedient all the time.

Ahh, who was he kidding? He liked her sassy side. As long as she wasn’t putting her safety or health in jeopardy.

She wiggled slightly and he watched her. He wanted to make sure that she wasn’t truly in pain. But she shifted back down with a sigh.

Getting bored, was she? Well, she had plenty of time to think about how naughty she’d been. He went back to heating up soup. Shit, it was difficult to concentrate on anything. His dick had grown hard, staring at her plugged bottom. But it would have to wait longer.

Right now, he had a naughty bottom to spank.

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Okay, she’d learned her lesson.

No more gathering wood. No more going outside during a storm. Which had really started to pick up. Ed had quickly raced out for some firewood after removing the plug from her bottom. They’d eaten a light dinner, during which time she hadn’t been allowed to cover her bottom. And she’d had to sit on his lap. Now he was sitting on the sofa, patting his lap.

“Over you come, Georgie-girl.”

“Big Daddy, don’t you think I’ve been punished enough?”

“Big Daddy?”

She shrugged. “I’m trying it out as a new nickname. I like it.”

“What about sexy Daddy or handsome Daddy or just Daddy?”

“Just Daddy is a weird name.” She grinned.

He pointed a finger at her. “You know what I meant. And no, I do not think you’ve been punished enough. You need a hot bottom to remember how much I care about your health and safety. And if I have to come after you then you’re going to be in a much worse position.”

“Oh, fine.” She laid herself down over his lap.

He positioned her then gave her two sharp slaps on her bare bottom.

“Ouch, hey!”

“Watch the attitude, Georgie-girl,” he warned.

Whoops.

Probably best not to make this worse for herself.

He slid his hand over her bare bottom. “We’re going to call this a count of twenty.”

Twenty! Really? Did she not get some respite for having had a plug up her ass while she lay with her bare bottom on display?

But, she guessed not.

That sucked.

His hand smacked down on her ass.

Ouch! She squirmed. Another one landed. She sucked in a gasp. Then they came in quick succession. So quick, she didn’t bother to try and keep track. She simply tried to breathe. When he stopped, she finally managed to let out the loud sob that had been building.

“Ow, ow, Daddy! That hurt! Your hand is worse than a paddle.”

He snorted. “You’ve never experienced a paddle before, my girl. Although we can remedy that. I do have one in my play bag.”

“No, no, that’s okay,” she said hastily. Then she tried to wriggle off his lap. But he just laid a heavy hand on the small of her back and another on her thighs.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“You spanked me. Now it’s cuddle time.”

Did she really just say ‘cuddle time’? She was a changed woman.

And most definitely for the better.

“But the spanking isn’t over, my girl. That was only ten.”

She looked over her shoulder at him, aghast. “Ten?”

“Yep. Ten. I was just pausing to see how you were getting on.”

“But Daddy, isn’t it enough? I’ve learned my lesson.”

He shook his head. “If only I thought that was true.”

“Daddy!” she grumped.

“Now, take the rest of your punishment like a good little girl.”

She didn’t want to take it like a good little girl. She wanted to stomp her feet and complain. But she knew exactly where that would get her.

Another two smacks and she was kicking her feet. Three more and she was sobbing. Tears started to leak down her cheeks as the rest of the spanks came hard and fast.

“Ow. Ow. Owie.” She tried to reach back to soothe her poor, throbbing bottom, but he rolled her over and set her on his lap so she was facing him, straddling his thighs. This kept her weight off her stinging bottom as he drew her close, rubbing her back soothingly. She cried against his chest.

“There now. That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“Not so