Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Khloe felt like her skin was going to split open. The bath had been nice. She’d endured another thermometer in her bottom. She’d also taken a bottle without argument because she’d been starving and so thirsty. But now her skin was crawling.
Daddy was holding her in his arms on the couch, but she shoved against him and whined, “Stop touching me. It hurts.”
He kissed her temple and leaned over to lower her to her feet on the floor. “It’s time, Little one.”
She shuddered. She was naked, partly because they hadn’t bothered to put clothes on after the last time they’d had sex—that time with her sitting on the bathroom counter and him thrusting into her with his hands on her hips. In addition, Khloe was burning up. She felt like she had a high fever.
Daddy told her repeatedly it was normal and would go back down after she shifted. He’d held her over his lap and pushed that thermometer into her bottom more times than she could count.
“Daddy…” she groaned, shoving at his hands so he would stop touching her entirely.
“I’m going to release you, Little one, and you’re going to take a few steps back to let your wolf come out. Are you ready?”
She shook her head, feeling defiant and kind of scared. She’d always known this day would come. She’d actually known it would be today in fact. But now that it was upon her, she was panicking.
She started hyperventilating.
“Look at me, Khloe,” Daddy ordered.
She lifted her gaze to his, shuddering. “Scared.”
“I know, Little one, but I’m right here. Nothing bad will happen to you. I want you to step back, close your eyes, and let your wolf come to the surface. You will shift in just seconds before dropping down onto your paws and showing Daddy how pretty your wolf is.”
He was so calm with her, encouraging her and not commenting on her defiant behavior.
He released her hip and lifted her chin. “Take a deep breath, Baby girl.”
She shook her head.
He chuckled but didn’t release her chin. “Deep breath for Daddy.”
She narrowed her gaze at him, feeling incredibly argumentative.
“I don’t think you want Daddy to spank your naughty bottom before you shift. You’re so overheated I bet my palm would really sting against your bottom.”
She gasped. He’d mentioned spanking her earlier, but she hadn’t taken him seriously. “You can’t spank me.” Her nipples hardened as if the traitorous buds found the idea intriguing.
“I can, Little one, and I will. When you disobey me, you will go over my lap so I can spank your bare bottom. It’s how Little girls learn to obey their Daddies.”
She twisted in his grip, trying to free herself.
“Breathe, Khloe,” he ordered, his voice more demanding this time.
She drew in a deep breath and let it out hard.
“Good girl. Again.”
She growled at him as she followed his orders.
He released her. “Take a few steps back, Baby girl, and close your eyes.”
She stumbled backward, nearly falling on her ass. It served her right for being so disagreeable, but she wasn’t in her right mind. All she could focus on was the way her overheated skin crawled. It seemed like she was going to turn inside out.
Her wolf was right at the surface. She would not be denied. Khloe closed her eyes, took a slow deep inhale, and let her wolf shimmer to the surface. It surprised her how easy it was. It took no effort on her part to let her wolf out. Seconds later, she dropped onto all fours and stared down in shock at her paws.
The size of her paws surprised her. She was a small woman. Her wolf seemed to be larger than average. Was that possible? When she lifted one of her paws up to see it better, she lost her balance and fell forward, hitting her snout on the floor.
Felix dropped onto his knees in front of her and stroked behind her ear. “It takes a while to get your paws to cooperate, Little one.” His words were kind. His voice was off.
She pulled herself back onto all fours and lifted her head to find her Daddy staring at her with furrowed brows. He stroked her head again.
She stared at him. What was he thinking? What was he not saying? He looked shocked. He was slightly pale and his brows were furrowed. She cocked her head to one side, willing him to speak. She certainly could not.
He gave her a forced smile. “Take some steps, Baby girl. Try out those paws. You’ll get the hang of it.” He rose from his squatted position, but when she tipped her head back to hold his gaze, she stumbled backward. He seemed smaller. Shorter? Why was her perspective out of whack? Maybe it was normal. She had no idea.
She glanced around the room. She’d been avoiding looking directly at the odd colorful section in one corner. As soon as her gaze landed there, she jerked it away. She presumed whatever she was seeing had something to do with her, and she wasn’t ready to face the reality of what she’d glimpsed.
Daddy rubbed his forehead. “Let’s step outside, Baby girl. You’ll have more space.” He grabbed a pair of jeans from the back of the couch and shrugged into them before taking several strides toward the door, opening it, and turning to face her. “Do not run off. Stay close to me at all times. Understood?”
She nodded her head. It felt awkward and heavy.
Her first few steps were out of sync, causing her to stumble and nearly fall before she figured out the rhythm and managed to meet Daddy at the door. As she stepped through the entrance, her flank grazed the frame. She was completely unable to judge her size, and her spatial awareness was totally out of whack.
Felix stepped out with her, keeping a hand on her head.
Khloe looked around. She hadn’t seen the outside of her Daddy’s house. She’d been unconscious when they’d arrived. The scenery took her breath away. The front of his home was normal enough, though it was rustic and looked like a log cabin that belonged in the woods. But beyond the house was the most gorgeous view of the mountains she’d ever seen.
The valley where she’d grown up was surrounded by these mountains, of course, but seeing the view from this high up was far different from any location at the base.
She staggered forward, hindered by her strange new body, wanting to get a closer look.
“Stay close, Khloe. Do not wander too far. You’re not steady enough on your paws. You might take a tumble. There are ridges you can’t see yet.”
She took tentative steps in the direction of the best view. It took her breath away, but she was also aware of her limitations. How long would it take her to get used to her wolf form? Everything felt off balance, unnatural.
“Try to trot back this direction, Little one.”
She turned around, nearly tripping over her paws, surprised to notice how far away Felix was standing. He was stiff. His hands were flexed at his sides. His expression was far too serious.
It unnerved her. She hadn’t seen this side of him before. Something was off.
Finding her gait, she galloped toward him. At the last second, she tried to come to a halt and ended up skidding so hard he had to jump out of the way. At least he chuckled. “Careful, Baby girl.” He pointed in the opposite direction. “How about you explore over here so Daddy doesn’t have a heart attack. It’s safer.”
Khloe turned in the direction he’d indicated and galloped toward the tree line before turning around to return toward him, careful not to slam into him this time.
Panting, she dropped down onto her haunches and let her tongue lull out. Exhaustion overcame her. It was morning. She’d been up all night. They both had.
Daddy rubbed her head again. “Shift back, Little one. I need to hold you.”
She drew in a deep breath, surprised by how easy it was to return to her human. She’d forgotten she’d be naked and was grateful her Daddy swooped her off her feet and hurried into the house with her.
He kissed all over her face as he carried her into the bedroom and deposited her on the bed.
She tried to sit up, but he grabbed her ankles and dragged her to the edge. “Lie back for me, Baby girl. Let me get you diapered so we can rest.”
She shook her head and pulled her knees together. “I don’t need a diaper.”
He ignored her as he grabbed her ankles and lifted her bottom to slide the diaper under her. “Spread your legs, Little one. I want to put some cream on your pussy.”
“Daddy,” she whined, “I can use the bathroom.”
He set his hands on her knees and met her gaze. “I know you’re tired, Baby girl, but you still have to obey Daddy. Would you like me to spank you before I diaper you?”
She pouted. Her emotions were all over the place. The way he was treating her—dominating her—was bringing out a side of her she’d never known existed. She felt naughty and argumentative.
She’d never been a disagreeable child. She’d always done as her parents told her, rarely misbehaving. Suddenly she felt mischievous. Would he really spank her? She wanted to know. It was crazy. Why would she test him like this?
She had been raised to submit to her mate. It was ingrained in her. But she hadn’t expected to submit to the level Felix required of her. She needed to know if he would really follow through. “No diaper,” she shouted.
Felix calmly set the ointment he’d been holding aside, grabbed her by the waist, and flipped her onto her tummy. When she tried to scramble away from him, he anchored her with one hand on the small of her back while using the other to grab pillows from the head of the bed.
Khloe was breathing heavily as he lifted her torso and pushed a pillow under her tummy, causing her bottom to lift into the air. He shoved the other pillow between her knees, forcing them wide.
She squirmed and whimpered. “No diaper,” she repeated. She’d used one earlier without complaint, but she felt the need to argue now. It didn’t really have a lot to do with the diaper. It had to do with testing her Daddy. Apparently he was going to follow through with his threat, and now she was nervous.
She twisted her head to look at him as he grabbed her flailing arms and pinned her wrists in one of his hands at the small of her back. “I’ll be good. I don’t need you to spank me.”
He palmed her bottom and gave it a squeeze. “I know you’ll be good, Little one,” he said, his voice incredibly gentle and soft. “I’m certain you have never misbehaved like this in your life.”
Why did he have to be so astute?
“You’re testing me, and that’s okay. I know you’re curious. You want to know what it will feel like to have your bottom swatted.”
Khloe shook her head. “Noooo.” It was a lie. He knew it. She knew it. She felt like she was playing a game, but it was going to end with her having a sore bottom.
Her breasts rubbed against the bed, making her nipples stiffen. Her pussy was dripping wet. She couldn’t even hide these facts from him because he had super wolf senses. She had enhanced senses, too, and she knew they would increase now that she’d mated and shifted, but he was an Alpha. His would always be superior. She would never be able to hide her arousal from him.
“I will give you ten swats this first time. They will hurt. When I spank you, it’s meant to be a discipline. The vibrations from my palm on your bottom will probably make your pussy tingle. That’s why I put a pillow between your legs. You will not be permitted to orgasm when Daddy is punishing you.”
Khloe’s face heated a million degrees. She already knew he was right. She was already creaming for him, and he hadn’t even begun. Instinctively she was aware his spanking would both hurt and arouse her. She was living in a new dimension.
When the first swat landed, it took her breath away. It wasn’t particularly hard, but it was the oddest sensation. No one had ever spanked her that she could remember. An incredible submissiveness swept over and around her, causing her to whimper. If she were in her wolf form, she would lower her head to the ground before her Alpha. That’s how submissive she felt from the one swat.
The second slap resonated in the air and made her lift her head. The sound that came out of her mouth was more wolf than human. Almost a howl. It startled her. A need was growing inside her. A need to be dominated. A need to bow to her Daddy. A need to have her pussy filled.
He spanked her a few more times in succession, making her howl louder and squirm. Her pussy throbbed. An ache formed in her tummy. A pressure.
She lost track of how many times he’d spanked her, but suddenly he was done. He rubbed her heated bottom. “Such a good girl,” he praised. “Are you going to be good for Daddy and spread your legs so I can diaper you?”
She sniffled. “Yes, Sir.”
Her head was spinning, and her limbs trembled as he helped her onto her back, removing the pillows and settling her over the diaper he’d already spread out before she’d started arguing.
“Legs wide, Khloe,” he ordered.
She parted her knees, grabbing them with her hands and pulling them farther apart. She’d never felt so submissive before, nor had she felt so loved.
Daddy leaned over and gently kissed her swollen needy pussy. “Good girl.” When he spread ointment on her folds, she writhed and bucked, wanting more attention than he would give her.
“Daddy…”
“I told you the rule. You will not be pleasured after a spanking. I know your greedy pussy is throbbing, but you need to learn. In the future, you’ll think twice before testing Daddy. This is how it will end—with a sore bottom and a pulsing clit that will not get relief. It will be easier to obey me.” He finished spreading the cream and pulled the diaper up between her legs.
She trembled as she released her knees and let them fall open. She was naked except for the diaper. Her chest heaved as her Daddy set his hands on either side of her head. “Bottle and then sleep.”
She nodded. There was no way she would disobey him again. She’d learned her lesson.
“Don’t move. I don’t want you to roll off the bed and get hurt while I’m fixing your bottle.”
“Yes, Sir,” she murmured.
It was hard to breathe. Even after he left the room, the oxygen in the space was filled with his scent and the scent of their many sessions of lovemaking.
She was so exhausted that even the pulsing need in her pussy and the sting of her spanking couldn’t keep her eyes open. She was vaguely aware of her Daddy rearranging her in the center of the bed, climbing in next to her, and nudging her lips with the nipple.
She suckled for him because there was no other option, and it felt so good to lie next to him, feel his body heat, and listen to his words of encouragement. She loved him so much. She would do anything for him.