My step-father [h.s] || daddy kink

Chapter Twenty Two

We need a ship name that isn't just Marry. Lmao 

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"Oh you're in for one hell of a punishment, baby girl." 

"Da-Daddy!" I said in panic, my heart beating so fast I couldn't tell how loud I was being. "I lost track of time." I said breathlessly.

He was going to punish me no matter what I did to get out of it, but it was worth a try. His eyebrows raised, tilting his head to the side in mock. Unintentionally I shrunk in my spot.

"You lost track of time? I'm not letting this slide. Lay on your tummy for me, baby." his voice was calm, letting my nerves subside for the time being.

I sat on the bed and turned in my spot, pulling my dress up to my waist, already knowing his next command. I sank my face into the pillows wanting to hide my embarrassment.

"That dress looks good on you, sweetheart." he murmured as I felt his presence come up behind me.

"Will we still go out tonight?" I hopefully asked.

"Of course, princess. If you're still up for it after your punishment."

I nodded and readjusted my position. I just wanted to get this over with.

"Don't be mad, princess. You know I don't want you ever touching yourself without my permission." I nodded and kept quiet.

I felt his fingers dance around the back of my bare legs before a harsh and unexpected smack was delivered to one cheek.

"Ow." I cried out. It was much harder then I expected and the skin tingled for a few seconds after the hit. 

Another smack. 

"Humpf." I whined into my pillow.

"8 more, sweetheart."

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"Okay lets head out." Harry said from the hotel door.

I was finishing putting on my sandals as Harry impatiently waited for me. After getting my punishment I decided I didn't want to waste being in London and not going out, so I told Harry I'd put healing cream on my butt and I'd be fine. I was sort of regretting it sine every time I sat down or moved it stung, but I'd have to deal with it. I deserved the punishment so it was my fault.

I looked up from my spot on the ground to see Harry's annoyed face. I quickly stood up from my crouched position and tried to hobble on one foot since my other foot wasn't buckled. I hopped to where Harry stood and smiled up at him.

"I can buckle it in the taxi." I said.

"No. You're not a 5 year old. Buckle your shoe now or else we aren't going." he sternly demanded. 

I tried not to roll my eyes as I bent down and finished buckling them.