It's the little things

Chapter 15

We ended up going to this really cute Diner where they made the best chicken Alfredo ever! After we had eaten daddy took me to the park and we walked around for a while.

We also got ice cream and talked about silly things. I was very thankful for the distraction since the dream had shaken me up a lot.

Now we were currently in the car on our way home listening to daddy's favorite songs that were, unsurprisingly, all over in Italian.

He was drumming his fingers on the steering wheel and he had this breathtaking smile on his face as he sometimes bopped his head to the beat of whichever song was playing and it was so infectious that I couldn't help but smile along with him.

As soon as we got to the house I started walking towards the living room so I could continue watching my movie but daddy grabbed my wrist stopping me in my tracks.

"You need a shower first Princess, then you can watch whatever you want."

"But daddy I want to finish the movie!"

"And you can, after you shower"

"You're being mean!" I tried to pull me wrist out of his hand but he wouldn't budge.

"Oh am I?" Daddy pulled my arm and as out chest collided he used his other hand to grab mu chin and made me look up at him.

"You're being quite the brat today;" his eyebrows scrunched up and his mouth was set in a frown "you're already on thin ice from earlier today so I suggest you go and shower."

I struggled against his hold and when I was finally free I took a couple of steps back and crossed my arms over my chest and stared up at Nikolai.

"No! I don't wanna and you can't make me."

He gave me a fake smile and said "cute" before grabbing my arm again and dragging me toward our bedroom.

He was mumbling to himself in Italian and all I could do was quietly follow him.

When we got inside he sat at the foot of the bed and motioned for me to lay across his lap. The moment I realized what he was about to do tears started streaming down my face and I quietly did as told knowing I had crossed the line enough for one day and I didn't need to get myself in any more trouble.

"Do you know why you're getting punished?"

I nodded my head but that earned me a swat to my bum that made me jump a little in surprise.

"Use your words principessa"

"Yes daddy. I know why." I mumbled through my tears.

"Ok then. Could you come up with a safe word for me Princess?"

He was massaging my bum and it was slightly calming my growing nerves. I thought about a safe word for a minute before finally deciding.

"Kiwi"

I was hoping I wouldn't have to use it but I was honestly scared. This was my first spanking ever and my anxiety was skyrocketing.

"Perfect. I'm going to give you 20 spanks with my hand, I want you to count them out loud for me ok?"

"Yes daddy."

After those words left my lips he pushed down my jeans and my underwear carefully and as I waited for some sort of warning his hand came down and landed three consecutive slaps on my left asscheek making me yelp and whine while I counted them out loud.

After what felt like an eternity he reached 20 and I was a sobbing mess. Daddy picked me up and I immediately clutched both of my hands to his shirt as I cried on his shoulder.

"Daddy I'm so sorry. I'm sorry" I hid my face on the crook of his neck and wrapped my arms around daddy's neck.

"It's ok princess, you are forgiven. Just don't disobey me again or raise your voice at me."

He placed me down on the floor of the bathroom and wiped away my tears placing a kiss on each of my eyelids and then on my nose and lastly on my lips making me giggle and relax.

He went over to the tub and started filling it up with water before returning and starting to undress me while all I could do was blush crimson.

After placing me in the run he started getting undressed as well and when I noticed he was pulling down his pants I yelped and covered my eyes as the water around me threatened to overflow onto the bathroom floor with the sudden motion.

Daddy only chuckled at my reaction and got in the tub behind me. He grabbed the shampoo and conditioner and gently washed my hair massaging my scalp. He washed my body carefully and sensually effectively teasing me and getting me sexually frustrated.

He was touching me intimately but never sexually and it was maddening. I couldn't take it anymore and I turned around joining our lips as I tried to communicate with my lips how much I needed him.

He was unmoving and shocked for the first couple of seconds but he quickly recovered and took control over me.

He was kissing me roughly and possessively like he knew exactly what my lips had asked for without me having to actually say anything.

His hands roamed all around my body and we didn't break apart until we were completely out of breath. Even then Nikolai only moved my face sideways and started kissing and sucking all over my neck and I'm sure there will be bruises there tomorrow.

When he tried to move us into another position but instead slipped deeper into the water he growled loudly and got out carrying me towards the bed and leaving a trail of water behind us.

He threw me on the bed and crawled over me, his eyes were darkened with lust but he wasn't touching me, I thought he was going to stop like he always does but boy was I wrong. He resumed what we were doing the bathroom and attacked my neck more kisses eventually going lower leaving marks and bruises all over me.

All I could do was moan and run my hands through his hair bucking my hips or arching my back every once in a while.

This time he didn't hold himself back or stop, he ravished every inch of my body and made me feel loved and cared for.

As I laid in bed, legs wrapped up with his and my finger trailing a particularly large hickey on his neck I couldn't help but sigh in pure bliss and a big smile took over my face.

Nikolai tightened his hold around my waist and I got closer to him closing my eyes and drifting off to a peaceful and happy sleep.