revealing two white frilly layers of fabric underneath. It was beautiful and feminine, and Hanna had wanted to wear it before, but she’d put it back in the closet each time she’d almost worn it to change into something plainer. Some habits were harder to break than others, but today Daddy wasn’t giving her a choice.
He laid the dress on the bed and crooked a finger at her. “Come here, baby girl.”
* * *
Ben watched as Hanna approached him. She’d dropped her arms from her waist and clasped her hands low, as if trying to hide her sex. Her face was flushed prettily, and her head bowed as she came to stand before him. Her sweet submissive display, coupled with her shame over her nudity, called up his darkest, most depraved desires. The things he wanted to do to her. The things he wanted to teach her. His cock swelled up and pressed painfully against his jeans.
“Turn around so Daddy can see how well-spanked your bottom is.”
Her eyes widened at his request. Hesitance flashed over her face, and she bit her lower lip. She unclasped her hands and reached back, rubbing her bottom. “It’s very well-spanked, Daddy. Trust me. It still hurts.”
He smirked. “I’m sure it does, but I want you to turn around and show me.”
A soft sigh escaped her, and her shoulders hunched in defeat as she obeyed. Ben’s cock twitched and his balls tensed up at the sight she presented. He guided her a few steps to the right and urged her to bend over the bed. He stroked her rosy cheeks.
“Your bottom still feels hot, Hanna. And it’s bright red too.”
She whimpered, and he wasn’t sure it if was out of embarrassment, pain, arousal, or a mixture of all three.
“Now remember for the rest of the day, Daddy is in charge. You need to be a good baby girl, or I’ll add more red to this bottom. Do you want to end up over Daddy’s knee again?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Then what are you going to do today?”
“Be a good girl.” Her response came out in a whisper.
“That’s right. Now you can stand up.” He backed away and searched through the nearby dresser, choosing a pair of plain white cotton panties. When he faced Hanna, she had resumed her submissive pose with her hands clasped and her head bowed.
“Step into these.” He bent slightly and allowed her to step into the panties, one leg at a time. She wobbled when she lifted one foot and put her hands on his shoulders for balance. Ben pulled her panties up and paused as he reached for the dress. He’d expected her to be somewhat embarrassed as he dressed her, but the level of anxiety in her eyes was over the top. Her feet shuffled in place and she kept glancing at the bathroom door.
Of course. He should’ve asked if she had to pee before getting her dressed in the first place.
“Do you have to go potty, Hanna?”
Crimson bloomed on her cheeks and she avoided his gaze.
“Answer me.”
She whimpered and stared at her feet. “Yes.”
“Come on, I’ll take you potty.” When she didn’t follow immediately, he held out his hand.
“Can’t I go by myself? Please, Daddy?”
“No. Now let’s go before you pee your panties. If you have an accident, I’ll have to put a diaper on you today.”
Her little hand landed in his and she followed obediently. In the bathroom, Ben instructed her to wait next to the toilet while he slid her panties down to her ankles.
He hovered over her, taking in her flushed face and pretty, wide eyes. A surge of protectiveness tightened his chest, and he once again despaired at the thought of losing her. He hoped she liked his proposal regarding Eli, but he’d save it for later when it was time for the big surprise. The evening couldn’t come soon enough, but he shoved his anticipation down and focused on sweet little Hanna.
“Are you going to leave the bathroom?” she asked, biting her lip.
He shook his head and lifted her up, sitting her down on the toilet. She covered her face with her hands and sat as still as a
He laid the dress on the bed and crooked a finger at her. “Come here, baby girl.”
* * *
Ben watched as Hanna approached him. She’d dropped her arms from her waist and clasped her hands low, as if trying to hide her sex. Her face was flushed prettily, and her head bowed as she came to stand before him. Her sweet submissive display, coupled with her shame over her nudity, called up his darkest, most depraved desires. The things he wanted to do to her. The things he wanted to teach her. His cock swelled up and pressed painfully against his jeans.
“Turn around so Daddy can see how well-spanked your bottom is.”
Her eyes widened at his request. Hesitance flashed over her face, and she bit her lower lip. She unclasped her hands and reached back, rubbing her bottom. “It’s very well-spanked, Daddy. Trust me. It still hurts.”
He smirked. “I’m sure it does, but I want you to turn around and show me.”
A soft sigh escaped her, and her shoulders hunched in defeat as she obeyed. Ben’s cock twitched and his balls tensed up at the sight she presented. He guided her a few steps to the right and urged her to bend over the bed. He stroked her rosy cheeks.
“Your bottom still feels hot, Hanna. And it’s bright red too.”
She whimpered, and he wasn’t sure it if was out of embarrassment, pain, arousal, or a mixture of all three.
“Now remember for the rest of the day, Daddy is in charge. You need to be a good baby girl, or I’ll add more red to this bottom. Do you want to end up over Daddy’s knee again?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Then what are you going to do today?”
“Be a good girl.” Her response came out in a whisper.
“That’s right. Now you can stand up.” He backed away and searched through the nearby dresser, choosing a pair of plain white cotton panties. When he faced Hanna, she had resumed her submissive pose with her hands clasped and her head bowed.
“Step into these.” He bent slightly and allowed her to step into the panties, one leg at a time. She wobbled when she lifted one foot and put her hands on his shoulders for balance. Ben pulled her panties up and paused as he reached for the dress. He’d expected her to be somewhat embarrassed as he dressed her, but the level of anxiety in her eyes was over the top. Her feet shuffled in place and she kept glancing at the bathroom door.
Of course. He should’ve asked if she had to pee before getting her dressed in the first place.
“Do you have to go potty, Hanna?”
Crimson bloomed on her cheeks and she avoided his gaze.
“Answer me.”
She whimpered and stared at her feet. “Yes.”
“Come on, I’ll take you potty.” When she didn’t follow immediately, he held out his hand.
“Can’t I go by myself? Please, Daddy?”
“No. Now let’s go before you pee your panties. If you have an accident, I’ll have to put a diaper on you today.”
Her little hand landed in his and she followed obediently. In the bathroom, Ben instructed her to wait next to the toilet while he slid her panties down to her ankles.
He hovered over her, taking in her flushed face and pretty, wide eyes. A surge of protectiveness tightened his chest, and he once again despaired at the thought of losing her. He hoped she liked his proposal regarding Eli, but he’d save it for later when it was time for the big surprise. The evening couldn’t come soon enough, but he shoved his anticipation down and focused on sweet little Hanna.
“Are you going to leave the bathroom?” she asked, biting her lip.
He shook his head and lifted her up, sitting her down on the toilet. She covered her face with her hands and sat as still as a
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