20. Chapter Eighteen
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
ECHO
L eaning back, Echo cracked her back. She had been sitting in the chair for way too long, but she was finally done with work. Had she woken up early to start her day so she could go out this afternoon and see Daddy’s house?
Absolutely.
She didn’t know how long work was going to take her, and she wanted to have plenty of time to be with him and explore his house. Where did he live?
Ring. Ring. Ring.
She jolted in her chair and looked over at her phone. Daddy’s name flashed across the screen, and she smiled.
“Hi, Daddy,” she sweetly said.
“Little Bit. Are you still working?”
“I’ve just finished for the day!”
Echo was super proud of herself for finishing before it was ten in the morning. She was on her game today. Okay, it was definitely because she woke up super early.
“Come outside,” Daddy said before hanging up.
Her eyebrows pinched together. Outside? He was outside? How did she not hear him? Racing out of her office, she ran to the door and opened it wide. Daddy was leaning against a car, his arms crossed.
“Daddy!” she yelled, running toward him.
He pushed off the car and caught her, wrapping his arms around her. She sighed and relaxed in his embrace. She was never going to get tired of being in his arms.
“Did you miss Daddy?” he asked.
She pulled her head back. “Of course I did. That’s why I finished work early.”
Daddy rubbed underneath her eye. “And what time did you wake up?”
Echo shook her head. “That’s not important. What’s important is that I finished work early, so now we can go to your house and look around.”
Excitement didn’t even touch what she was feeling. She wanted to go to his house so badly. To check everything out as it was where she was going to be living.
“Little Bit,” his tone of voice was full of warning. “First off, it is our home. Not my house; our home. Understand?” She nodded. “What time did you wake up?”
She sighed. “Why?”
“Because Daddy wants to know. You have dark circles under your eyes. Now, tell Daddy what time you woke up this morning.”
Echo looked away. Daddy wasn’t going to be happy with her.
“Echo.”
“Four. Happy?”
Daddy’s eyebrows raised. “Someone’s a little cranky.”
“I am not!” she whined.
“Hush, you are, but that’s okay. What time did you go to bed?”
She took a deep breath in. Yeah, Daddy definitely wasn’t going to be happy. She had messaged him at midnight.
“You know what time,” she mumbled.
“Little Bit, answer Daddy.”
“Almost one in the morning,” she whispered.
She didn’t like this. Why couldn’t he just look the other way one time?
“Little Bit, you know that is unacceptable,” he scolded her.
“But Daddy!” she whined.
“No buts. You need more sleep.”
Echo knew he was right, but that didn’t mean she liked it. There were so many things she wanted to do and see. If it meant getting a little less sleep so she could get work done earlier so be it.
“You are taking a nap today,” Daddy informed her.
“I don’t need a nap! I is a big girl!”
He raised an eyebrow. “You are a big girl, but even big girls need naps.”
She opened and closed her mouth several times. Daddy gently caressed her cheek, and she leaned into his touch, closing her eyes for several seconds.
“Come on,” Daddy whispered. “Let's get you in the car.”
That brought her back.
“Whose car is this?” she asked.
“Mine.”
Her nose scrunched up. “Why not your bike?”
He cracked a smile. “For some reason, I just had a feeling you wouldn’t didn’t have much sleep.”
“But—”
“Enough questions. Come on, hop in the car.”
“I’m not a dog,” she grumbled.
“No, you aren’t. You are my good girl who is going to pay attention to her Daddy. Now, come on. I have a little surprise for you at home.”
Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she climbed into the car. Home . Daddy kept saying their home. Echo liked the sound of that. Would she finally have a place she felt at home in?
“Ah, no touching the seatbelt.” Daddy lightly tapped her hand.
“You don’t want me to put my seatbelt on?” She was confused, very confused.
Not wearing a seatbelt was against her safety rule.
“I never said you weren’t going to wear your seatbelt. I just said not to touch it. Daddy will always put your seatbelt on to make sure you are safe and secure.” He kissed her nose as he fastened her seatbelt.
“Oh.”
She wasn’t sure how to feel about that. Echo was giddy inside because he wanted to make sure she was safe, but it also felt weird.
“Every single time?” she asked in disbelief. He wouldn’t want to do it every single time they got into the car, right?
“Yes, Little Bit. Every single time we get into this car, I will be doing your seatbelt.”
“What if I want to do it, though?”
“You can unbuckle your seatbelt when we are parked in a parking spot, but no other time.”
“That didn’t answer my question,” she grumbled.
“Yes, it did. You will not be fastening your seatbelt, but you can unbuckle yourself when we are parked in a parking spot,” he tapped her nose, shutting the door.
She watched him round the car and get in.
“That’s not fair!” she whined.
“How is it not fair?”
She opened her mouth but quickly closed it. How was it not fair?
“I don’t know. I just, won’t you get annoyed doing it all the time? What if we are in a rush?”
Daddy started the car. “Then I will still take my time to buckle you up. If we are going to be late for something, then we will be late. I am not rushing your safety.”
Echo didn’t know how to respond to that. He was being all mushy right now.
“Now, just relax.” Daddy placed his hand on her thigh.
“Is your house far?”
“ Our home, Little Bit. It’s not just my house anymore but our home .”
She smiled and relaxed in her seat.
“Is our home far?” she asked again.
“No, Little Bit. It’s not far.”
She yawned and took his hand. She loved feeling him touch her, loved that her skin wasn’t crawling.
“You’re okay,” he whispered. “Just relax.”
Eyes drooping, she snuggled into her seat and felt herself slowly fall asleep.
“Shhh,” Daddy muttered. “You’re okay.”
Grumbling, she pushed against him.
“You’re okay. You’re safe. I’ve got you. No, Little Bit. I need you to wake up.”
“No,” she whined, tears pooling in her eyes.
Echo didn’t want to wake up; she was comfortable.
“I know, Little Bit, but Daddy needs you to wake up.”
“Don’t wanna.”
Daddy picked her up, holding her close to him as he walked. Where were they?
“Daddy needs you to wake up, Little Bit. I know you’re tired, but you need to eat.”
“Not hungry,” she mumbled, burying her head into his chest.
“You’re going to eat.” He left no room for argument.
Before she could say anything, she felt herself being placed on a hard surface and torn away from his arms. Tears dripped down her face as Daddy stood in front of her.
“No, Daddy!”
“You’re okay,” he gently said. “Daddy is just getting you food so you can eat.”
“But—”
“Do you need a spanking?”
Her eyes narrowed on Daddy, all thoughts of sleep gone.
“I do not!” she yelled.
“Then stop whining.”
“No! I don’t want to eat. You can’t make me!” Echo stuck her tongue out at him.
He raised an eyebrow and just stared at her.
“You are being a meanie butt. I don’t wanna eat!” she screamed.
“Echo,” he warned.
“No! You can’t make me eat! I don’t wanna! Leave me alone!”
She pushed herself off the chair and walked away from Daddy. But she didn’t get far because an arm wrapped around her. She flailed her arms, hitting Daddy on the chest.
“Let me go!” she shouted. “Let me go! You can’t do this!”
Echo punched Daddy in the chest several times, and a dark look fell over his face.
“Stop!” Daddy commanded, grabbing her other arm.
“No!” Echo bent down and bit Daddy’s hand.
His grip tightened around her and before she knew what was happening, she was bent over the table.
“Daddy!” she yelled.
“You do not bite Daddy,” he growled. “You do not punch Daddy. You do not yell at Daddy. You do not throw temper tantrums.”
Echo wiggled, trying to get out of Daddy’s hold.
“You were naughty, Echo.”
Daddy yanked her pants and underwear down, and she screeched.
“Daddy, no!” she yelled.
“You should have thought about that before you were naughty.”
Echo continued to try and get out of his hold, but Daddy had her pinned.
“Stay still,” he commanded. “Daddy was going to give you pleasure when we got here, had everything all set out on the table, but you were naughty.”
A bottle opened, and Echo turned her head to look the other way.
Lube.
Butt plug.
“Da-Daddy?” she stuttered.
“Daddy was going to make you feel so good and let you have a release. Now, Daddy is going to make you feel good, but you won’t get to come.”
She whimpered and tried to get up once again.
“You will also be getting a spanking as well,” Daddy informed her.
“Please, Daddy,” she begged.
“Reach back and pull your cheeks apart.”
But Echo didn’t move. She didn’t want to so Daddy could push the butt plug in her.
“Now, Echo,” he growled.
She slowly moved her arms back and pulled her cheeks apart. Her face grew hotter as Daddy trailed his fingers around her tight hole.
“Such a good girl,” he praised. “Next time, I expect you to do what I say the first time.”
Daddy’s hand left her body, and it took everything in her to stay still. She wanted to run away so she didn’t have to get plugged, but she knew the punishment would be worse if she did.
“Good girl for staying where I put you. Now, when I tell you to take a deep breath, take one and slowly let it out.”
“O-okay,” she stuttered.
“Okay, Daddy,” he reminded her.
“Okay, Daddy.”
She heard him squirt lube onto the butt plug, and she clenched.
“Deep breath in and slowly let it out,” he reminded her.
Echo followed his command. Daddy slowly started to push the butt plug in, letting her feel the burn as she stretched around it. She clenched, not wanting him to go any further, but it only intensified the burn.
“Relax, Little Bit.” Daddy rubbed her back. “Relax for Daddy.”
“Easier said than done,” she growled.
Daddy twisted the plug, slightly pulling it out before pushing it back in. Moaning, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Oh, this was pure torture.
“Daddy,” she mewled as he thrusted it again. “Please.”
“No.”
She growled in frustration as she felt pleasure course through her body. She ached to have that euphoria wave over her, but it wasn’t coming. It was all part of her punishment.
“Good girl for taking the plug so well,” he said as he pushed it further in.
Her breaths came out shaky as Daddy tapped on the end of the plug.
“Please,” she begged.
“Time for your spanking,” Daddy announced.
Whining, she let go of her cheeks and gripped the table. Why did she have to hit him and yell? Why did she have to be naughty?
“Such a good girl for me. Stay nice and still for Daddy.”
He didn’t give her any time to tense before he started to spank her. She yelled as the pain dispersed across her cheeks. She could feel the plug move with every spank he gave, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body.
“Daddy!” she shrieked as he landed several more.
Tears pooled in her eyes as her bottom started to throb, and pleasure coursed through her body. Daddy’s swats got harder and faster, not giving her a moment of reprieve.
“Daddy,” she cried out. “Please. No more!”
Echo didn’t know how much more she could take.
Spank. Spank. Spank. Spank. Spank.
Daddy swatted her sit spot, making her howl in pain. It was sharp and to the point.
“Almost done.” Daddy spanked her several more times.
Echo stood on her tippy toes, trying to get away from him, but she couldn’t. Daddy continued to spank her in all different places. Her bottom was throbbing, tears running down her face, and pleasure coursing through her body all at once.
Her body went limp as Daddy gave her several more spanks in her sit spot.
“I’ve got you,” Daddy whispered, picking her up and holding her close. “I’ve got you. Such a good girl for taking your punishment.”
Daddy sat down, and she snuggled into him as she sobbed.She hissed in pain as her bottom connected with his thigh, resulting in her holding her body up ever so slightly. But Daddy didn’t allow that for long. He held her, so she was relaxed on him.
“You’re okay,” he whispered. “Such a good girl.”
He held her close, running his hands up and down her back, through her hair, and massaging her neck. Echo continued to cry into his chest, letting everything out.
“I’ve got you. Daddy is right here. All is forgiven.”
After several minutes, Echo finally started to calm down.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“You’re forgiven.” Daddy kissed her forehead. “All is forgiven.”
Moving to get more comfortable, she whined as the butt plug ever so slightly moved inside her.
“Can you take it out?” she mumbled.
“Not yet.”
Whining, she pushed her head into his chest and took several deep breaths. With every single movement she made, she could feel it shift inside of her. How was she going to survive this?
“Are you ready to check out the house?” Daddy asked.
“Can we sit here for a couple more minutes and snuggle?”
“Of course, Little Bit.” He kissed the side of her head. “Just let me know when.”