Sheriff Daddy (Montana Daddies Book 10) Laylah Roberts (color ebook reader .txt) 📖

“Yep. Squawkers reckons I’ll be fine to go running.”

“Well, until Squawkers gets a medical degree, I won’t be taking his medical advice.”

She gasped. “Daddy! Squawkers said he doesn’t like your attitude and that he’ll poop in your shoe.”

“If Squawkers does that, then he’s going to end up with a red bottom to match yours.”

“Daddy! You cannot spank Squawkers! That’s mean!” She stomped her foot on the floor. Then she stared at it in amazement. “How did that happen?”

“I would say it happened because someone is having a temper tantrum.”

“I never have temper tantrums.” She was shocked. And amazed. And frankly, horrified. Then she gazed at him, wide-eyed. “I’m so sorry.”

Leaning in, he kissed the top of her head. “It was kind of cute.”

It was? That was weird. She wouldn’t have thought that a temper tantrum would be cute.

“Although, cute as it was, you’re still not getting away with it. Someone needs some time in the corner.”

“Daddy, no!” she cried.

“Yep. Now, where did I put that bag of goodies that Kiesha brought?”

“Daddy, you wouldn’t!” She grasped hold of his arm, as though she thought she could stop him. He just gave her a firm look.

She dropped her hold on him. Oh heck. What was he going to do?

“Face the counter,” he commanded.

She turned and faced the counter. Grasping her around the hips, he lifted her so she was once more bent over the counter, her legs dangling in the air.

Down went the flap. And her panties.

“Stay just like that. No talking from you. Disobey me and move, and you’ll get another ten. Understand me?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Good girl.”

She lay there, staring at Squawkers. “This is not good, Squawkers.” He didn’t reply. It seemed he’d abandoned her. “You’re just lucky that Daddy’s not spanking you since you were so naughty.”

“He certainly is,” Ed said as he walked back into the room. She turned her head to try and see what he’d grabbed, but he held it behind his back.

“Daddy, what are you going to do?”

“Daddy is going to plug your bottom. Then you’re going to stand in the corner for ten minutes with your bottom on display.”

“Eek! You can’t!”

He held her down with a hand on the small of her back. Shoot, he was strong.

“Do you need to use your safeword?”

She thought about that for a moment. Did she? No. She relaxed against the counter.

“No, Daddy.”

“Good girl. Now, I’m going to use my finger to stretch you a bit first. So just relax for me.”

“What is it with you and getting me to relax,” she muttered, even as she tensed her bottom cheeks.

He smacked his hand down on her ass. She yelped. “Why did you do that, Daddy?”

“You’re not relaxing, Georgie-girl.”

“It’s hard to relax knowing you’re going to stick things in my bottom! Have you ever had things in your bottom?” she asked.

“Yep.”

She tried to turn to look at him, but he held her still. “You have? How?”

“I’m a member of a BDSM club and all the Doms there have to take some introductory courses before they’re allowed to become members. There’s nothing that I would do to you that I haven’t had done to me.”

“Oh.”

She didn’t know why, but for some reason that made her feel a whole lot better about everything.

“Relax, my girl. I wouldn’t do anything to harm you. You know that, right?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

She heard a squirting noise then felt him parting her bottom cheeks. His finger pressed against her back hole. “Deep breath in then let it out.”

As she let her breath out, he pushed his finger deep into her bottom. Okay, that was odd but not unpleasant.

Not unpleasant at all. His finger moved in and out then was joined by a second one. That burned a little but the pain soon morphed into something else. Her breath was coming in faster pants and she realized she was turned on.

“Someone likes having their bottom played with,” Ed whispered. “Just as well Kiesha thought to bring us some training plugs, huh?”

Oh Lord.

His fingers were removed and she heard him squirting out more lube. She didn’t try to look. She didn’t want to see what was going inside her butt.

“Another breath in. Now out,” he commanded.

As she let out her breath, he pushed the plug deep into her bottom. It wasn’t as bad as she’d thought. She thought there would be a lot of pain. She could definitely feel it inside her, stretching her. But what surprised her was how much she liked it.

“Good girl. Damn, that looks pretty.” He ran his hand over her bottom. “How does it feel?”

“Like there’s a piece of plastic in my bottom,” she replied dryly.

“Any pain? Burning?”

“It hurt a little bit for a start, but it’s okay now,” she admitted.

“I’m going to wash my hands, you stay right where you are then I’ll help you into the corner.”

Great. She’d hoped he’d forgotten about that part. No such luck.

She heard the water running. Then he turned a moment later and lifted her down. Taking hold of her hand, he led her to the corner.

“Ever had corner time?”

“No. But I’ve read about it,” she admitted.

“Forehead into the corner, legs apart, bottom sticking out.”

She did as he said.

“Now that is definitely a nice sight. While you’re in the naughty corner with your bottom on display, I want you to think about that sassy mouth and how you shouldn’t throw temper tantrums, okay?”

She huffed out a breath.

“What was that?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s my good girl.”

As she was standing in the corner, trying not to move, Ed’s phone went off. She tried to listen to his conversation, but he was speaking too quietly. She did hear him sigh.

“Shit. Yep. Okay, see you soon.”

See who soon?

“Daddy?” she called out. “Who was that?”

“When you’re in the corner, you’re not to speak unless you’re saying your safeword.”

Well. That sucked.

“But you can come out of the corner now because they’ll be here soon.”

She turned to look at him. “Who?”

“That was Kiesha.” He frowned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ahh, nothing. Just another robbery last night. We’ve had a few of