NINE
Tears pool in my eyes as I stare at Daddy. He can’t be serious right now.
“But she is my friend. She’s right there. Why can’t I go see her when she is over there?” I raise my voice as the tears run down my face.
“Because Daddy says so, and my word is final.” He puts me down in the kennel in his office. “Now, be a good girl and stay there while I grab some papers.”
“Take me with you. Then I can see Leah,” I tell him.
He shakes his head. “No. If you ask me again, I will put you over my lap and spank you. Don’t test me on this. I will do it even though we are in the office and not at the apartment. Everyone will be able to hear me spanking you.”
“Wait! You can’t be serious. There is no harm in me asking. Leah is my friend, after all.” I rise to my feet and hold onto the bars.
“No standing when you are in the kennel. This isn’t at home, and there aren’t as many blankets and padding to cover you if you fall. I don’t want you getting hurt.” Daddy gently guides me to sit on my bottom.
I stand up once again and look up at him. “Please, let me go see Leah. I haven’t seen her in a while. I want to make sure that she is okay and not hurt in any way.”
Daddy gives me a look. “What did I say about standing up?”
“That’s not important. Right now, we are talking about Leah,” I remind him.
Daddy rises to his full height and places his hands on his hips. “Are you ignoring what Daddy has told you?”
I shake my head. “I would never. I am just saying that we are talking about Leah. I need to go see her. Please, let me see her to make sure that everything is okay.”
“Daddy told you not to stand up in your kennel. You know that it is a rule, and yet you are ignoring what I said. Do you want to get spanked today?” Daddy asks.
I sit down slowly. “Now, can we talk about Leah?”
He shakes his head this time.
“Why not? Please, I really want to see her.” I’m practically begging him at this point.
I got to hear her voice and see her face.
I want to make sure she is okay after not hearing about her.
No one has seen or heard from any of the girls who have left the space station.
That is how our minds have come up with them wanting to torture us and eventually kill us, or send us back to the space station once we are almost dead.
It definitely solidified that thought when we saw Leah getting dragged away and injured.
Daddy ignores me and turns around, walking out of the office.
“Wait!” I yell and stand up in the kennel. “Come back!”
But Daddy doesn’t turn around. My heart sinks, and tears pool in my eyes. Why am I feeling like this?
Feeling like Daddy has just abandoned me.
He told me he would never be apart from me, but he just left me in the kennel. I look down at my hands, gripping the bars of the kennel. They are the only things keeping me up. He is right about one thing: I would not have been able to walk to Leah if he had placed me down.
“Nora,” Daddy growls as he stands in front of the office door. “What did Daddy say about standing?”
I open and close my mouth as I stare at him. Shit. I knew I had stood up, but it was because Daddy was leaving and I didn’t want him to. I’ve never been away from him, but he just walked out of the office like it didn’t mean anything to him.
Daddy strides over to his desk and places the papers down before turning to me. I take a deep breath in and slowly let it out.
“You have been extremely naughty today,” he states, picking me up.
“Wait,” I squeak.
“No. I told you many times not to stand up in the kennel. I told you not to ask me about visiting Leah again. I told you that it was up to me whether you would see her or not, and you still asked about her. I’m not going to let you walk all over me.
I was trying to be kind and think about your feelings, but I see now that I need to show you that I am serious.
” He sits in his chair before placing me over his lap.
“Wait, you don’t need to do this. Please, don’t do this. I promise I will be good,” I beg him. “I won’t stand in the kennel again.”
“No,” he says. “We are going through this.”
Daddy pulls my diaper off me, and my eyes go wide.
“Please, don’t do this. Wait until we get back to the apartment,” I say.
“I told you before that I did not mind that it was in the office. You should have thought about that before you asked about seeing Leah again. You knew it was naughty, yet you still did it.” Daddy starts to slowly rub my bottom.
“Wait. Please,” I plead.
But before I can say anything else, several smacks land on my bottom, making me cry out in pain. Tears pool in my eyes as I thrash around in his lap. Daddy just moves, so he’s holding my legs down with his own and places a gentle hand on my lower back.
“You’re going to be a good girl and take this punishment,” he says. “Then all will be forgiven.”
I open my mouth just as Daddy lands several more swats on my bottom. I hit his leg, trying to get him to let me go.
“Please,” I beg him.
But he continues to pepper my bottom and sit spot with smacks. Tears run down my face, and I take a deep breath, letting out a sob as my bottom stings and throbs from the pain.
“Please,” I beg as I go limp over his lap.
Daddy spanks me two more times before he pulls me up and hugs me.
“You were so good for taking your punishment. All is forgiven now,” he gently says in my ear.
Tears race down my face as he holds me, running his hands up and down my back. My bottom is aching.
“I know,” he coos at me.
I don’t know how long we sit there for, Daddy calming me, but I pull away from him and look at my hands, making sure my bottom isn’t touching his legs.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
“My bottom hurts,” I mumble.
“It’s going to hurt for some time. To remind you. But is everything else okay?”
I sigh and nod.
“Good. Why don’t you go lie down in the kennel while Daddy finishes up his work? Do you want a bottle?” he asks.
Nodding, Daddy stands and gently places me in the kennel, handing me a bottle and going back to his desk. Even though I told Daddy I wanted to have him feed me like before, he hasn’t done it since.
This is one of the reasons why I haven’t called him Daddy yet, or don’t fully trust him. He heard me ask him to do this, but he has decided to ignore them. Do I really mean that little to him?
“You can take a nap if you want. I’ll wake you up when we are ready to leave,” Daddy gently says.
I roll onto my side, facing away from him, and start suckling on the bottle, my eyes closed. My mind wanders as I lie there, drinking.
He must really not want me anymore if he spanked me and gave me a bottle, only to leave me alone. If he really cared about me, he would have held me longer and fed me in the way I like.
Is it practical to feed me that way? Absolutely not. It would take him too long if he did it, but I don’t care. It feels intimate, and I want that with him. I want to feel close to him and like I actually matter.
“Is she doing okay?” Albel whispers.
I keep my eyes closed and my breathing even, not wanting to alert them that I am still awake. What are they going to talk about while they think I am asleep?
“She was just being naughty. I think she was testing me to see whether I would go through with the spanking. As much as I don’t want to punish her like that, I had to.
I needed to show her that she couldn’t walk all over me,” he quietly replies.
“But she is doing okay. She was exhausted this morning, and seeing her friend and being told no didn’t help.
Once she takes a nap, she’ll be better.”
I hold my breath and stop myself from saying anything to him. He doesn’t know that I’m awake. But the longer I pretend to be asleep, the more tired I actually feel.
“I want her to fully trust me, but something is holding her back,” Daddy says.
“Do you know what it could be?” Albel asks.
But before I can hear Daddy’s reply, I get pulled into a slumber, falling fast asleep.