Authors: Breanna Hayse
Suzanne hugged the girl tightly, then touched her face.
“I’
m not laughing at you. Oh, sweetheart, no. I was talking to my daughter. She raises show Chesapeake Bay Retrievers and wants to breed a young male. H
e’
s a sweet thing, but the bitch she wants to mate him with will castrate him. I want to get rid of her before she hurts him. Sh
e’
s got some nasty teeth on her
.
”
“
Then you do
n’
t want me to find a new home? You said I wasn't a bab
y
…”
“
The dog is
n’
t a baby. My daughter tends to look at her animals like they were children.
I’
m sorry, honey. I could see how it must have frightened you
.
”
“
You wo
n’
t take my Daddy away from me
?
”
“
Never. In fact, I would like to help him and be your mommy or maybe your auntie. Would you give me a chance
?”
Suzanne stroked Cassi
e’s’
face gently. The girl looked down and slowly nodded, receiving a big hug. She tentatively returned it.
“
Good, now that this is settled, get your little bottom upstairs and into your corner
,”
Bryon ordered, frowning. Cassie held back tears and raced to obey.
Suzanne stopped him.
“
Hon, it was a misunderstanding. Please, let it slide this time
.
”
“
Why do
n’
t you make some hot tea, Suz.
I’
ll be back down in a few minutes
,”
Bryon said firmly. Suzanne sighed, nodding. She knew better than to interfere with how a daddy disciplines his young lady.
Bryon walked into the bedroom, pausing to see Cassie, bear in her arms, sitting in her little chair with her nose in the corner. His heart pattered; she was so beautiful and so willful. In all fairness, he could
n’
t blame her reaction. Had he heard it himself, he would not have felt any different.
“
Cassandra? Come to me
.”
Bryon ordered, sitting on the spanking chair. Cassie dragged her feet, facing the floor. He lifted her chin.
“
I love you
.
”
“
I love you too, Daddy.
I’
m sorry I was so hateful
.
”
“
What got into you? Tha
t’
s not like you, baby
.
”
“
I was scared that she was trying to send me away. I did
n’
t know she was talking about a dog
.
”
“
I guess when the wor
d‘
bitc
h’
is used, most people would
n’
t immediately assume it was meant literally. Regardless, your behavior was terrible. We could have talked about this without you getting so insulting and rude, right? And swearing again
?
”
“
Yes, Daddy.
I’
m sorry
.
”
“
Ther
e’
s a chance that Suzanne might become your Mommy. W
e’
re really good friends and she thinks the same way about young ladiesthat I do. I expect you to be respectful and obey her
.
”
“
Yes, Daddy
.”
Cassie sniffed, clutching her bear. Bryon pushed her across his knees and peeled down her jumper and panties.
“
You are being spanked for your rudeness and swearing. When we are done, yo
u’
re to go apologize to Miss Suzanne and ask her to punish you again for the terrible things you said to her. Am I understood
?
”
“
Please, Daddy, do
n’
t make me do that
?
”
“
Either that or
I’
m taking my belt off
,”
Bryon announced unsympathetically. He lifted his hand and sent it harshly in the center of the gir
l’
s tiny bottom. She shrieked, kicking. Her rump was still too sore from the earlier switching.
“
Well
?”
Bryon asked, spanking her three more time with his broad palm as she squirmed and gasped.
She nodded.
“
I will, Daddy.
I’
m sorry
I’
m such a bad girl
,”
she cried out as his hand impacted sharply another ten times.
“
I thought that was why she wanted to make me leave
.
”
“
You are no
t
—
”
SPAN
K
“
—
a bad gir
l
—
”
SPAN
K
“
—
, you just d
o
—
”
SPAN
K
“
—
some naughty things.
—
”
SPAN
K
“
—
I promise
,
—
”
SPAN
K
“
—
I do
n’
t care how awful the things you do are
,
—
”
SPAN
K
“
—I’
ll never send you away. Neither will Rob
.”
he paused, eyeing the crimson redness of her shaking fanny, resting his hand upon her to gently rub the hot flesh.
“
We will both spank you until you ca
n’
t sit, but we wo
n’
t let you go anywhere
,”
Bryon reassured her softly before pulling her into his arms once again. He kissed her and fixed her pants.
“
Now go downstairs and say yo
u’
re sorry
.
”
“
Yes, sir. Daddy
?
”
“
What, baby
?
”
“
Can Teddy go with me
?
”
“
Yes, Teddy can go with you
.
”
Bryon followed her into the living room where Suzanne sat, waiting. Cassie stood in front of her and made a very pretty apology and a promise not to listen to things that she was
n’
t supposed to hear. Bryon was pleased; he had
n’
t mentioned her eavesdropping. She then hesitantly asked Miss Suzanne to finish her punishment since she was so mean. Suzanne frowned at Bryon.
“
If you do
n’
t mind, Cassie baby, I would rather let this go as a chance for us to get off on a better start. If your Daddy has a problem with that he and I will discuss it alone
,”
Suzanne said firmly. She pulled the tiny girl into her arms.
“
So yo
u’
re not going to spank me, Miss Suzanne
?
”
“
Not this time, my dear. Now, how would you like to help me in the kitchen? I hear you like to cook
.
”
“
Oh yes
!
”
“
Keep her away from knives and the stove
!”
Bryon bellowed.
“
Put a sock in it, Bry
,”
Suzanne said, taking Cassie's hand and leading her out. Bryon grumbled, plopping on the couch and flipping on the TV. No one saw his smile.
* * *
Later that evening, Bryon and Suzanne sat on the couch, watching TV and talking. They had put Cassie to bed an hour earlier and snuggled happily.
“
Yo
u’
re growing on me, Ms.Bichat
.
”
“
And yo
u’
re growing on me, Mr. Johnson. And I love that child. Thank you for trusting me with her
.
”
“
She needs you. She misses her mother but, I hate to say this, Marge was very indulgent. She never learned boundaries and we all suffered the consequences from it
.
”
“
Just goes to show, yo
u’
re never too old to learn
.”
Suzanne smiled, kissing him.
“
So, how far do you take her
?
”
“
I’
m her Daddy, nothing more. I would like to have another young ladywho I could love all the way
,”
he whispered into her ear.
Suzanne sighed.
“
I know, but tha
t’
s not me. Le
t’
s just leave things like this, okay, Bry? Friends with some incredibly major benefits
.
”
“
I’
m happy with that
,”
Bryon agreed, stroking Suzann
e’
s breasts.
“
Yo
u’
ll always be part of this family, though. Consider yourself her auntie
.
”
Suzanne giggled as his mouth replaced his hand.
“
Are you sure you would
n’
t want to be my little boy
?”
she sighed, enjoying his attention. Bryon grinned up at her as his mouth started its descent down her luscious body.
“
Sorry, baby.
I’
m the spanke
r—
never the spankee. I did
n’
t know you were up to having a boy
.
”
“
I
t…
ha
s…
it
s…
Benefit
s
…
”
she groaned as he found her throbbing clit. Bryon chuckled, determined to show her how a dominant man used his mouth to bring her pleasure.
They talked until the wee hours in the morning, sharing ideas of child rearing, domestic discipline and alternate forms of punishment. They retreated to Bryo
n’
s room to finish their evening and finally fell asleep by 4 in the morning.
Cassie woke by 9, rubbing her eyes as she sat up in bed. She missed Rob. She liked sleeping next to him and waking to his morning snores. She brushed her teeth, went potty and then ventured downstairs. Why was
n’
t Daddy up yet? Hmmm... She peeked in Dadd
y’
s room. He and Miss Suzanne were still sleep. With a mischievous giggle, Cassie ran and jumped on the bed, landing on Bryo
n’
s stomach.
“
Hey
!”
he yelled, sitting up. Suzanne did the same, clutching the sheet to her chest.
“
What is this about
?”
she asked.
“
Your hair looks funny
,”
Cassie giggled, pointing at Suzann
e’
s tangles.
“I’
m hungry. Make me breakfast
,”
she demanded.
“
Baby doll, i
t’
s too earl
y…
i
t’s…
oh
.”
Bryon moaned, seeing the time. He kissed Suzann
e’
s cheek.
“
Go back to sleep.
I’
ll take care of the kid
.
”
“
Hurry up! I want frozen waffles with cool whip and strawberries!
!”
Cassie ordered, hands on her hips as Bryon slid out of bed. She giggled at his hard on, pointing.