sternum with a single finger, gazing warmly at her with those beautiful, whiskey gold eyes, “there is a little girl who wants a Daddy to hold her and care for her, to kiss away her hurts and teach her right from wrong. When you feel you are ready, you come to me and ask, and I will give that little girl what she needs. Maybe one day, I can also give the big girl what she wants.”
Speechlessly, Serena just stared at him in disbelief at his conjectures. Tears welled in her eyes and dripped one by one down her cheeks. She was frozen in time and space, unable to move under the carefully scrutiny of his watchful eye as he looked for signs of her reaction to his words. This total stranger had managed to turn her world around in 24 hours, and she sat there, on a sore bottom, saying nothing to contradict him. She couldn’t. He spoke into her heart and touched her deepest need. How could he have known?
“I don’t like being spanked, Preston. It’s humiliating and degrading.”
“Yes, it is. Thus, it’s a very efficient deterrent. So? Are you going to mind me?”
“For now.”
“You can be a brat if you want to. I really don’t mind. Just remember, you may not like the results. You’re like my little Gem. She’s the sweetest pup in the world, but she’s a chow hound. No matter how many time-outs she gets, she still tries to steal food.”
“You put a dog in time-out?”
“Yep, and she knows exactly why and hates it. She’ll be on good behavior for several hours afterwards and then goes back to being her naughty little self. I still love her dearly, despite her mischief. Boo, on the other hand, is as close to perfect as a pup can be. She gets into things now and then but tries to blame Gem.”
“Poor Gem.”
“Watch her. She always looks guilty. They are quite the characters. You have the choice, Miss Serena. Inside or outside. Either way, you will be elevating that leg and letting me take care of you today.”
“But Preston—oh,” Serena sighed, catching the slight frown. “Okay. Outside, please,”
“Being cooperative is not that difficult. I’m going to put you right here on the hammock under the tree and get you your computer to play with. You’ll also get another glass of milk that you will not give to that fuzzy little piglet who is eyeballing you. Gem, go lay down and no begging.”
“But I don’t want milk!” Serena whined. Preston raised his eyebrow, crossing his arms as he looked sternly at her. Gem lowered her ears and slinked under the hammock, looking guilty. Satisfied that Serena wouldn’t continue to argue, Preston turned to the RV with Boo right behind him. Once he was out of site, Gem hopped up with Serena and snuggled up to her. “He’s a big old meanie, isn’t he. But he is cute. And he smells so good. What am I going to do, puppy dog? I can’t let this man control my life, can I?”
Gem merely licked her face, then hopped up excitedly as Preston returned with a big glass of milk and two bowls. He poured the creamy liquid into them and gave them to the dogs before handing Serena hers.
“What is it with you and milk?” she asked, wrinkling her nose as she sniffed it.
“It’s good for you. All little girls need milk to grow big and strong.”
“You really have a Daddy complex, you know.”
“Good thing for you, then. Drink up. You might find you like it.”
Knowing she had no escape, Serena sipped the frothy white milk. She avoided the pleased look on Preston’s face as she gulped it down, delighted by the richness and sweet flavor. It tasted a lot like melted ice cream!
“Now tell me the truth. Was it worth all the fuss you gave me?”
“It wasn't that bad,” Serena reluctantly admitted, handing him the empty glass.
“I’ll teach you how to milk. It’s fun, and the goats are all very cooperative. How’s the leg?”
“It’s still numb, but nothing like before. Thanks,” Serena answered shyly.
“And how’s your bottom?”
“That’s still sore
Speechlessly, Serena just stared at him in disbelief at his conjectures. Tears welled in her eyes and dripped one by one down her cheeks. She was frozen in time and space, unable to move under the carefully scrutiny of his watchful eye as he looked for signs of her reaction to his words. This total stranger had managed to turn her world around in 24 hours, and she sat there, on a sore bottom, saying nothing to contradict him. She couldn’t. He spoke into her heart and touched her deepest need. How could he have known?
“I don’t like being spanked, Preston. It’s humiliating and degrading.”
“Yes, it is. Thus, it’s a very efficient deterrent. So? Are you going to mind me?”
“For now.”
“You can be a brat if you want to. I really don’t mind. Just remember, you may not like the results. You’re like my little Gem. She’s the sweetest pup in the world, but she’s a chow hound. No matter how many time-outs she gets, she still tries to steal food.”
“You put a dog in time-out?”
“Yep, and she knows exactly why and hates it. She’ll be on good behavior for several hours afterwards and then goes back to being her naughty little self. I still love her dearly, despite her mischief. Boo, on the other hand, is as close to perfect as a pup can be. She gets into things now and then but tries to blame Gem.”
“Poor Gem.”
“Watch her. She always looks guilty. They are quite the characters. You have the choice, Miss Serena. Inside or outside. Either way, you will be elevating that leg and letting me take care of you today.”
“But Preston—oh,” Serena sighed, catching the slight frown. “Okay. Outside, please,”
“Being cooperative is not that difficult. I’m going to put you right here on the hammock under the tree and get you your computer to play with. You’ll also get another glass of milk that you will not give to that fuzzy little piglet who is eyeballing you. Gem, go lay down and no begging.”
“But I don’t want milk!” Serena whined. Preston raised his eyebrow, crossing his arms as he looked sternly at her. Gem lowered her ears and slinked under the hammock, looking guilty. Satisfied that Serena wouldn’t continue to argue, Preston turned to the RV with Boo right behind him. Once he was out of site, Gem hopped up with Serena and snuggled up to her. “He’s a big old meanie, isn’t he. But he is cute. And he smells so good. What am I going to do, puppy dog? I can’t let this man control my life, can I?”
Gem merely licked her face, then hopped up excitedly as Preston returned with a big glass of milk and two bowls. He poured the creamy liquid into them and gave them to the dogs before handing Serena hers.
“What is it with you and milk?” she asked, wrinkling her nose as she sniffed it.
“It’s good for you. All little girls need milk to grow big and strong.”
“You really have a Daddy complex, you know.”
“Good thing for you, then. Drink up. You might find you like it.”
Knowing she had no escape, Serena sipped the frothy white milk. She avoided the pleased look on Preston’s face as she gulped it down, delighted by the richness and sweet flavor. It tasted a lot like melted ice cream!
“Now tell me the truth. Was it worth all the fuss you gave me?”
“It wasn't that bad,” Serena reluctantly admitted, handing him the empty glass.
“I’ll teach you how to milk. It’s fun, and the goats are all very cooperative. How’s the leg?”
“It’s still numb, but nothing like before. Thanks,” Serena answered shyly.
“And how’s your bottom?”
“That’s still sore
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