“So, how do I feel better?” she whispered, half afraid to ask and completely turned on by the man before her.
Pedro tugged the to-go container from her hand and set it on the entryway table. Then taking her hand, he led her to the couch. “Have you been spanked as an adult, Little girl?” he asked.
Staring at him with wide eyes, she repeated, “Spanked?” She watched him sit on the edge of the sofa and jumped back slightly when he patted his thighs.
“Lie over my lap, Belinda.”
“I can’t do that. We work together. How will I ever face you again?”
“At work we are professional colleagues,” he acknowledged. “In our private time, we’re exploring our connection that I’m sure tells me you’re my Little girl and signals to you that you’ve found your Daddy. Can you be brave and let me prove to you that we’re both right?”
As if she didn’t have any control of her actions, Belinda found herself stepping forward to his side. His strong arms eased her into position, balanced over his heavily muscled thighs, just barely able to touch her fingertips and toes on the carpet. She was completely under his control. The feeling was both thrilling and terrifying.
His hand smoothed down her back and over the curves of her bottom. “Little girls regret their actions and need to have them wiped away so they can move on. Why I am punishing you for tonight?”
“I called you Daddy, trying to make light of our conversation, because I was scared,” she admitted, staring at the flooring below her. It was easier to tell the truth when she didn’t have to look at him.
“Good girl.” Pedro lifted her skirt and smoothed it over her back.
When she jumped in reaction, he explained, “Little girls always get spanked on their bare bottoms. If there is something between your skin and mine, the bad feelings don’t disappear completely.”
“That’s embarrassing,” she whispered, trying to staunch her body’s reaction to the thought of Pedro seeing her so intimately. Her panties were already soaked. He’d know. Belinda couldn’t believe that she was allowing him to touch her like this. She worried she’d never be able to look at him again.
“There are no secrets between a Daddy and his Little girl.”
The statement rang completely true in her mind. He was right. Belinda bit her bottom lip as she felt his fingers guide her lacy panties over her hips to encircle her thighs.
The first swat drew a gasp from her lips. The sting captured her attention. Quickly followed by another, Belinda felt his hand land on different spots across her sensitive skin, keeping her off balance, heating her bottom, and making her wiggle on his lap. Only able to concentrate on the sensations filling her mind, Belinda’s embarrassment faded from her mind as tears filled her eyes.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” she wailed as suddenly all the tension fled from her body and she submitted fully to his control. “I’ll never use Daddy as a joke to cover up what I’m really feeling. I was so scared, I didn’t know what to say.”
Her punishment stopped immediately. Pedro lifted her to sit on his lap. Her fiery bottom pressed into the corded muscles of his hard thighs covered by his smooth wool suit, the prickly feeling continually reminding her of his discipline. Belinda pressed her face into the curve of his throat as he rocked her gently.
“What could you have done differently?” he asked quietly.
“I could have just told you I was scared,” she mumbled against his skin.
“Daddies specialize in helping their Little girls feel more secure. That helps with that scared feeling.”
“How?”
“Maybe you needed to know that I respect your skills and knowledge. That I will never undermine you or take away the control you’ve earned at Edgewater Industries. You’re my Little girl. I want to see you continue to excel. I’m here to support you if I can.”
“I still get to be the professional me at work?”
“No one who cares about you would ever jeopardize that,” he assured her.
“My Daddy wouldn’t,” she agreed, peeking up to meet his gaze.
“Your Daddy certainly wouldn’t,” he agreed. “You’re safe with me, Little girl."
“Where do we go from here?” she asked.
“You go to bed and sleep like a baby, knowing that all the bad stuff you worried about is gone now. I’d like to hold you close all night but I want you to be as sure as I am that you are my Little girl before we take that big step. Only then will I take you to bed.”
Belinda nodded as she squeezed her legs together. She was more turned on than she’d ever been but she wasn’t ready. And he didn’t know all her secrets.
His hands wrapped around her waist and he lifted her to her feet. Pedro slid her panties down to the floor and helped her step out of them without any awkwardness before standing and wrapping his arms around her. His mouth captured her lips with a sweet kiss that almost hid his desire for her. She liked that he struggled to hold himself under such rigid control.