Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Can I go get some panties first, Daddy?”
“Nope. You can leave your bottom exposed. Daddy is going to want to check it several times this evening to make sure the pink subsides. I never want to spank you so hard that you can’t sit on it the next day.”
“Oh.” She looked down as she clasped her arms behind her back and rocked forward and backward. The thought of Daddy checking the pinkness of her bottom several times made her horny all over again.
Daddy rose, cupped her face, and bent to kiss her lips. “You’re the cutest Little girl I’ve ever seen, Niki.”
Chapter Eleven
“How’s the clean-up project coming along?” Axel asked Nicoya when he called her during his lunch break the following day. He was glad she’d been able to answer. He understood sometimes when she was at work, she wouldn’t be able to take his calls.
When Niki had told him the specifics about what had happened during dinner, he’d winced inside several times. No wonder she’d needed a spanking.
She sighed on the other end of the line. “Okay, I guess. It’s going to take several days for the police to finish with the scene. Plus, I want the blood definitely cleaned up first. My friends don’t want to deal with that.”
“Makes sense. You sound stressed, Little girl. You sure you’re okay?” Of course she would be stressed, but he also realized this particular case was weighing on her heavier than usual, probably because she knew the man who’d asked for her personally.
“Yeah. It’s just so sad,” she whispered. “I went to visit Ricky in the hospital today. I stayed for almost two hours. He really needed someone to talk to.”
He figured she’d stopped somewhere to talk to him without other people hearing. “I’m glad you could be there for him. Did you find out any more about why he’s in a wheelchair?”
“Yeah…” Her voice about killed him. “He was in a skiing accident a few years ago. Broke his back. He has a really good job too. He always was a math whiz. He works from home for a tech company. He was living alone and didn’t need any outside help, but apparently his sister moved in about a year ago. She’d lost her job and her apartment and blamed him for messing up her life.”
Axel gasped. “How was he responsible for her life?”
“He wasn’t, but she’d always been a bully and insisted that after his accident he got all the attention and made her life hell.”
“So she moved in with him and started abusing him in order to get payback?”
“Basically, yes.” Her audible sigh came through loud and clear again before she took a deep breath. “I should get back to work. I need to let Ellie and the rest of the girls know we can go in and clean in a few days.”
“I can also help, Niki. Anything you need. How is the outside of the house?”
“Neglected,” she informed him.
“Then that’s my domain. How about if I get some of the Daddies to help me fix up the outside while you and the other Littles work on the inside?”
She gasped. “You’d do that for a stranger?”
“First of all, yes, Niki. I would do that for someone in need. But more importantly, I would do it for you, Little girl. You’ve asked your friends to help. What about your Daddy?”
“You’re right. I should have asked you too. Thank you so much for offering. I’ll appreciate the help, and I know Ricky will too.”
“Good. That’s settled. Now, I bet you need to get back to work. I’ll see you tonight when you get home. How about if I make comfort food for dinner and then you sleep over at Daddy’s house?”
“Meatloaf and mashed potatoes?” she asked in a hopeful voice.
He chuckled. “Is that your go-to comfort food?”
“Yes. Can you make it?”
“I certainly can. I’ll have it ready when you get home. What vegetable would you like with it?”
She sighed loudly. “If we must have a vegetable and ruin the word comfort in comfort food, then green beans, but the kind from a can. I like to dip them in the mashed potatoes.”
He couldn’t help but grin. “Canned green beans have no nutritional value whatsoever, Little girl, but I’ll make them for you tonight since you asked.”
“Cupcakes have nutritional value,” she pointed out eagerly. “I know because they’re on the food pyramid, and it must be so because practically everyone in town has one of those revised food pyramids.”
He laughed. His Little girl definitely had a silly side. “I will pick up cupcakes for dessert. Maraschino Cherry?”
“Daddy!” She kept her voice down, but the inflection was there all the same. “That’s the only flavor that matters. Such a silly question.”
His laughter grew. He hadn’t laughed so hard in years. “Okay. Got it. Maraschino Cherry cupcakes, canned green beans, meatloaf, and mashed potatoes. The boxed flakey kind?” He said that last part just to get a rise out of her.