Daddy's Punishment (bonus content)

He's gonna kill me.

I just know it.

I paced my cousin's bedroom and tried to calm myself down. Roman, my cousin shook his head at me sadly. "Calm down, he's a reasonable man."

I laughed sarcastically and scoffed. "Angelo Valentino, a reasonable man? Have you gone and hit your head or something? Angelo is most definitely not a man to reason with. He's going to blister my bare ass."

"He really does that? Jesus, I thought Matteo was joking about that."

"He punishes me when I'm bad."

"And when you're good?"

"You really don't want to know."

"Just go talk to him and get it over with. Take a few spanks from his hand and go about your way."

"He doesn't use his hand. He has his belt, paddles, whips. I could go on and on, but we'd be here all day."

"So take a few from his belt and for God's sake, be a fucking good girl for him from now on."

When I get to the bedroom I share with Angelo, my world seems to stop. On the bed is a note with his belt next to it. I'm definitely not getting the belt or his hand. He has something much more painful. I picked the note up and read it. I dropped it with a sigh. I was in so much trouble. In deep shit with Angelo. I knew he'd punish me real good for what I did. I also knew I'd take every bit of it and then eventually, I'd enjoy it to the point I'm begging him to fuck me. Angelo Valentino just had that effect on me. Always has.

Come to the office, we need to talk.

He already knows what I did.

Now, he's waiting for me.

Dread and panic overwhelmed me. I swallowed hard and willed myself to get the courage to make my way to his office. I knew he’d be pissed when he found I’d left the estate to go shopping.

Why did I do that?

I’m sure by now he’s discovered I ditched the bodyguard he’d assigned me. This wasn’t good. I took a deep breath and made my way downstairs. Each step was making my heart pound harder and faster. Pushing my way through the door, I met his angry glare.

“Ang...”

He held a hand up and shook his head. “Get over here now!”

I squeezed my eyes shut and hugged myself. I hated when he did this. I opened my eyes and took a few steps just out of his reach. He wrapped his large hand around my wrist and yanked me forward. “What do you have to say for yourself, Vivianna?”

This was bad.

He didn’t call me baby girl or Princess.

He used my name.

“I’m sorry.”

He landed a smack to my left ass cheek. “Wrong answer, young lady. Let’s try this again, what do you have to say for yourself, Vivianna?”

“I’m sorry, Daddy.”

“You could have been hurt, baby girl. I set rules for a reason and I expect you to obey them.”

“Daddy, I’m really sorry.” I whispered, wrapping an arm around his neck.

“Not gonna work this time, baby girl. You know the rules and also know I don’t let them slide, especially when it comes to your safety.”

“Can’t we bend the rules just this once, Daddy? I’ll be a real good girl for you.” It was worth a try.

“Ok, baby girl.”

“Really?”

He chuckled and tightened his hand around my wrist. “No, you’re still gonna get punished and then we’ll see just how much of a good girl you can be. Maybe if you take the spanking like a good girl I might fuck you right after.”

Angelo took me to the sofa and sat down. I bit my lip and eye the paddle. He yanked me down over his lap and held me in place. The back of my dress is lifted up over my ass and I immediately curse myself for wearing a thong. Not that it would matter. He’d just rip them off if they were in the way.

“Baby girl, it’ll only sting for a second. Be real still and count each one for Daddy.”

I clench the armrest and brace myself for the first one. He brings it down hard enough to bring tears to my eyes.

“O-one, thank you.” I cry out.

“Daddy. Say thank you, Daddy.” He growled, earning me another spank.

My ass is on fire and he’s only paddled me twice. Tears fall down my cheeks as I struggle to keep it together. “Two. Thank you, Daddy.”

By the time he gets to three, I moan and arch my back. “Three. Thank you for correcting me, Daddy.”

“There she is. I was wondering when Daddy's slut would surface. Two more and we're done with your punishment.” Angelo murmured.

My nails dug into the armrest and prepared for the last two. I jerked forward when he landed another one. This was harder than the other ones.

“Four. Thank you, Daddy!”

I wasn't prepared for the last one and cried out in pain and pleasure. “Five. Thank you, Daddy!”

“Such a good girl for Daddy, Princess.”

I breathed out a sigh of relief. It was over. I craned my neck to face him. He put the paddle down and caressed my cheek.

“Are you going to fuck me now?”

“Not this time, Princess. This time you're gonna sit on Daddy's lap and ride me. Deep. Hard. Ride me until your body gives out.”

Even though it's been ten years since I married my brother's best friend, the fire is still there. This man still knows how to make my body react to him.

“I love you, Angelo Valentino.” I whispered.

“And I love you, Princess and don't ever fucking forget it.”