She couldn’t fathom how she’d handle being paddled too. And now he sat with his arms outstretched, reaching for her. She couldn’t resist — didn’t want to resist — and ran into them. He laughed, pulling her to sit on his lap, holding her face between his hands and kissing her nose. “It’s all over. You were such a good girl, and I know you will obey Daddy the next time, right?” “Yes, Daddy. I will.” She threw her arms around his neck, holding him tightly. He smelled so nice — aftershave, soap, laundry detergent, and man. His face was buried in her hair, his hand rubbing her back in comforting light circles. “What would I do without you? I just found you. I can’t allow you to get yourself hurt or killed. Promise me you won’t do anything like this again.” He pulled away, holding her at arm’s length, his eyebrows furrowed. “I won’t. I promise.” She stared at his chest, not able to make eye contact. “I’ve never been spanked so hard — ever.” “Daddy had to do what was necessary to keep you safe.
