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of my other friends tried this, I’d withdraw. With Logan, it works. I laugh at the funny parts, shake my head at the silly parts, and find my spirits lifting, lightening, until I can just smile back at my daddy with my whole heart.

He runs his knuckles down my cheek. “There’s my little girl. I’ve been waiting for that smile. How’re you doing?

I nod. “Better, Daddy.”

“How do you feel about watching scenes tonight? Or would you rather it was just us? I don’t want you to miss out. This is your holiday.”

I look into his eyes for a long moment, trying to figure out what he wants. Somewhere between those dark, serious eyes, the little lines still creasing his forehead, and his half-smile, I get it. He wants me to be happy and that frees me to tell him the truth of what I want, rather than trying to figure out what he wants me to say.

“I’d rather it was just us.”

His smile widens. “Sounds good.”

I slide across the bench seat so I can wrap my arms around him. “I’m not missing out on anything when I’m with you. Thank you for understanding. Thank you for being the best daddy in the whole world. Ta very much.”

He hugs me, strokes his hand over my hair, and kisses the top of my head. “You’re welcome, sweetheart. Should we try the Knee Time I mentioned after dinner? It’s supposed to be your free time but I really don’t want to leave you alone. How about we watch a movie afterwards and I’ll make the time up to you tomorrow afternoon? We can come back early from Cabo.”

“You don’t need to make up the time.” I’ve been this way with a new Dom before. The constant itch to write fades for a few days while my attention is focused on him. It will come back and I’ll have lots of fresh inspiration. “I promise I’m okay with it. Will you pick the movie, please?”

“Absolutely. I can’t promise it will be a Bruce Willis movie, though.”

I giggle. “That’s okay.”

“All right, beanie. Finish your tea.”

He tests the temperature with his pinkie before handing the cup to me. I drink it down as instructed, enjoying the sweet tingle of mint. Everything tastes better when I’m with my daddy.

9

The Last Jedi is the obvious choice of movie, since Emily’s got a Kylo Ren fixation. The movie also feeds in well to the rest of my plans for the evening. Before the Princess Amber scene tomorrow, we need to do a trial run. I’ll keep it low-key, because God knows today has been hard enough on both of us, but I need to know how she performs in a rape scene before we do it in public. I also need to know how it affects me, since just the thought has me ready to blow. Could make for a very short scene.

Before we can play, though, I need to understand what the hell happened today. I’ve had subs lose their shit before. Luisa went so far into fight-or-flight mode once that she punched me in the face. But it’s never happened during what I considered fairly light discipline. And most of my subs have used their safe word before they hit the panic point. Emily didn’t seem close to safe wording; then she was hyperventilating on the bathroom floor. Clearly, we hit a trigger but fuck if I know what it was.

We set up in Emily’s cabin, where it looks like we’ll be spending the rest of the cruise, since my cabin’s still a deep freeze. Moreover, if whomever tossed my cabin returns, I want another set of doors between them and us.

While I gather the things I want for the night, I send Emily to change into her pirate nighty and stockings. I’ve got an idea for our practice run and that outfit is perfect. Besides, I didn’t get to enjoy it nearly long enough while she was treasure hunting. The memory of her legs in those white stockings has me tenting my pajama pants as I load up a small duffel and carry it into Emily’s cabin. I lock the adjoining door behind me, prop the desk chair under the handle, and put my key cards on her dresser. Checking on her, I admire the rear view of her legs in the stiffy-inducing stockings while she brushes her teeth, before I take the duffel and a couple of pillows to the couch. I set one pillow on the floor and settle on the couch behind it so the pillow is between my feet.

Smelling of mint, her skin glowing, dark curls framing her shoulders, Emily drops gracefully onto the pillow without me having to direct her. The benefits of an experienced bottom.

Once she’s arranged herself on her knees with her hands resting on her thighs, she waits, eyes down, palms up. Such a good girl.

“Look at me, sweetheart.” I stroke a curl back from her face and tuck it behind her ear. Her cheek’s flushed pink. I rub the backs of my fingers up and down it, enjoying the warmth and softness of her skin, until she meets my eyes. Hers are bright and clear. Big difference from this afternoon. Now I need to find out why.

“Have you ever had Knee Time before?”

She shakes her head. “None of my Doms have offered.”

I haven’t offered it to many of my subs, either. Mir would have gone icily mute if I’d told her to get to her knees and tell me what she was thinking. But I did it with Luisa, who had Knee Time every Sunday night without fail, even when Mir was in town. It allowed Luisa to relax in a way she didn’t otherwise and tell me things she said she’d never told anyone, even her therapist.

I’m hoping Emily will feel the same.

“My version of Knee Time is a little different. Some couples use Knee Time as quiet time. I’d rather

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