“Why do you could have all these exams with you?” Etienne asks, dropping the grocery bag stuffed with examination papers onto the bench within the again corridor.

“I haven’t graded them but,” I admit, biting my lip.

“Midterm grades are due subsequent week,” he growls.

“I do know,” I all however whine. Taking off my jacket, I cling it and my purse on the hook by the door. “I’ll must grade them on Sunday.”

“We’re purported to be spending the complete weekend collectively.” He scowls at me. “You instructed me you had been grading them yesterday.”

“I do know.” I stomp my foot, feeling pissed off and indignant with myself for laying aside the facet of my job I hate essentially the most—grading.

“You’ve had loads of time to do it.”

Making an attempt to give you an excuse, I say, “I do know, I simply—”

“Violet, go take off your huge lady garments,” he interrupts, handing me my gymnasium bag, “and meet Daddy within the kitchen.”

“Okay,” I mutter glumly, heading towards Etienne’s bed room.

I look into the playroom as I go. Daddy has crammed it with the books, video games, and toys I get pleasure from. He’s made a particular place in his residence for me to embrace my little facet and for him to get pleasure from being my Daddy. I like snuggling with him within the outsized chair with my particular apple stuffie as he reads to me. Or sitting on the fluffy carpet, taking part in board video games.

Setting my duffel bag on the chair within the nook of the bed room, I take out a pair of leggings, a short-sleeve tunic high, and a pair of fluffy socks. The day’s stress melts away as I take off my grownup garments. Subsequent, I transfer into the lavatory and scrub my face, washing away my make-up. Immediately, I change into Daddy’s little lady once more.

Slowly I shuffle again into the kitchen, feeling responsible for upsetting Etienne. I can perceive why he’s indignant. I had loads of time to complete grading the exams, and I knew Daddy wished to spend the complete weekend collectively. Particularly since we’ll be on campus for many of subsequent weekend with dad and mom’ weekend.

Once I enter the kitchen, Etienne is taking gadgets out of the freezer and getting ready our dinner.

“Daddy, I’m sorry,” I inform him.

“I do know you’re, child.”

“Can I assist?”

“No. Whereas I make dinner”—he motions towards a pocket book and pen on the counter—“I need you to write down traces and take into consideration how your procrastination will take away time spent collectively this weekend.”

I bounce onto the stool in entrance of the counter and pout. “Don’t you assume grading the exams shall be punishment sufficient?”

“Violet, I didn’t assume you’d choose a spanking since we have now our bike journey tomorrow,” he says sternly, coming across the counter to face subsequent to me.

“No, please, Daddy.” I’m warmed that he’s all the time pondering of and caring about me, even relating to my punishments. My bike seat might have some padding, however Daddy has a tough hand and I might be depressing all day—and it might smash what’s purported to be a enjoyable day with our buddies, viewing the final autumn leaves. I decide up the pink pen and ask softly, “What would you like me to write down?”

“Daddy—loves—me,” he murmurs in my ear as he packing containers me in in opposition to the counter, surrounding my physique along with his strong heat.

“You’re keen on me?” I stare on the phrases I’ve written, unable to maneuver—overwhelmed with my emotions.

“Sure. Why do you assume I need to spend time with you?”

“I like you too, Daddy,” I inform him, pulling my gaze from the web page and taking a look at his good-looking face—which has break up into a large grin.

Cupping my face gently, his kiss begins off candy. Quickly he’s leaving me breathless, and I need extra of him. I grip the entrance of his shirt tightly and pull myself firmly in opposition to his chest. There’s nothing higher than the sensation of being in Daddy’s arms.

Breaking the kiss, he presses his brow in opposition to mine and, respiratory closely, says, “This as soon as, after dinner, I’ll aid you grade the exams.”

“You’ll?” I breathe excitedly, relieved to have assist.

“Sure, and that means, you’ll have time to maneuver in with me on Sunday?” He lets the assertion cling within the air like a query.

“You need to dwell collectively?” My whole physique is buzzing with pleasure.

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