Page 190 of Daddy’s Fortitude

“Ow,” she cried. “That hurts.”

“It’s generally the idea of a spanking,” he told her. “Although some of them can be about pleasure, depending on what you like.”

Smack, smack.

“We can explore that at some stage too.”

Smack, smack, smack.

“I don’t think I’m ever going to like this amount of pain with my pleasure,” she cried. “That really hurts.”

He had no idea what she thought was going to happen with a spanking, but they were barely into it, so she had a long way to go.

“Remember your safe word,” he said. “If it gets too much and you can’t handle it anymore, just say, ‘Odie.’”

“And then everything stops?”

“Yes, but if you haven’t received much of a punishment, we’d have to arrange something else.”

“Like what? Like lines?”

“Yeah, something like that. There’s also orgasm denial. That could be a good one for you.”

Smack, smack, smack.

“Orgasm denial? Oh, no, no. I don’t like the sound of that at all. I don’t like to be denied my orgasms.”

“Good to know,” he said. “In that case that could be used for a future punishment.”

“I don’t like the sound of the way you said that,” she grumbled.

“You weren’t supposed to.”

He landed several more smacks on her ass, and she started to kick her feet.

“Enough, enough.”

“Not yet,” he warned. “Is that you saying your safe word?”

She seemed to think it over for a moment, and he wondered what was going on in her head. Then she slumped down over his lap. “No.”

“Brave girl,” he told her. “You’re being a good girl taking your punishment. I know it’s not easy, but if you felt any guilt, any concern over what you’ve done, that should all be gone by the end of it. Everything will be forgiven.”

“It will be?” she asked.

“Yeah. That’s the good thing about a consequence. Afterward, everything is forgiven.”

“And forgotten?”

“No, not forgotten, because if you forgot it, then you wouldn’t learn anything from it, would you?”

She let out a loud sigh. “I guess so.”

Man, the spanking hurt way more than she’d figured it would. She’d read about plenty of spankings in her Daddy Dom books, but the reality was, honestly, a lot different.

His hand landed over and over until her bottom became a hot, throbbing thing. It felt like it had swelled, and she wondered how on earth she was going to sit after this. She didn’t know how many more spanks landed, and she wasn’t sure how much more she could take when he stopped and began to rub her back with gentle strokes

She realized then that she was crying, the tears dripping down her face.