His Daughter’s Best Friend–Cade & Sunni 2


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Sunni & Cade will be done this week! I’ll be doing a cover reveal and title reveal this weekend! Next week it should be in your hands!!  When we left off on Sunday, Sunni had just been given sexual release and then paddled.  Now they are moving on to her switching for driving his truck, his First Wife, without permission and against the rules.

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He tossed the paddle onto his tool bench, the clattering making her startle.   “Easy, sweet pea.” He rubbed her back, kissing her hot, red buttocks.   “It’s time for your switching, baby.”

“I won’t do it again, Daddy. I promise.” Her small voice tugged at his heart strings.

“No, you definitely won’t. You know how I feel about My First Wife. It was foolish and dangerous. Not as dangerous as if you’d driven down the main road, but still. No one was home. What if you ran into something and knocked yourself out? No. I can’t let you get away with this.”

[pullquote align=”full” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]While he sat for the hour watching Madison, he’d cleaned and stripped the switches. [/pullquote]
He swished them through the air; the whistle made him clench in memory of the switchings he had received as a teen. The sting and burn of a switch were beyond compare and hard to explain to someone who had never received one. And unlike most implements, a switching would have effects that lasted for days—between the itching, swelling, and scabbing—it was a constant reminder of your disobedience.

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“Have you ever been switched, Madison?”

“No, Daddy.”

He patted her hip; her belly shook as he ran his hand up her spine. He continued to stroke her back until she exhaled, taking in a couple deep, cleansing breaths.

[pullquote align=”left” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]“That’s a good girl.”[/pullquote]

He stepped away lightly swinging the branch. He found a steady rhythm swinging forward and backward. Sunni struggled against the restraints, at first, groaning and wiggling quietly. It didn’t take long for her to shout in pain.

Cade knew that if she hadn’t been restrained, he would have had to restrain her physically.   He stopped, pausing to let her catch her breath and let her tears subside.

“Will you break a rule again, Madison Anne?”

“No, Daddy.”

And he had no doubt that she believed that, but he also knew that his Sunni would more than likely run into trouble another day.

He picked up the second switch.   “I’m starting again, Madison.”

He didn’t wait for an answer but just started whipping the twig on her stripped bottom. The welts were already turning an angry red, and adding these stripes on top of them would be like scratching the surface.

He counted out the lashes and stopped at twenty.   Her poor bottom was welted, and he was sure felt like a thousand bees had stung it.   He went outside to scoop some fresh, clean snow, returning and putting it on the aggravated, hot lines.

After he’d gone through a pail full of snow helping calm the burn and sting in her bottom, he grabbed some tissues to wipe her face. “How’s my girl?”

Her cries and sobs had reduced to sniffling and hiccups. “Not so g-good, Daddy.”

“I bet not. I’ll put some soothing ointment on it when we get back to the house.”

She started to cry lightly.

[pullquote align=”left” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]“Baby. Tell Daddy why you’re crying again.”[/pullquote]

“I don’t think I can walk.”   He wasn’t supposed to believe she was beautiful or cute when she was crying, but damn he thought she was adorable with tears tracking down her cheeks, her nose and cheeks red from the exertion.

“You might not want to, but you’ll be surprised. You’ll be able to walk better than you think.” He undid her restraints, helping her off the horse, tucking her in his embrace, kissing her head and rubbing her back.   “See, you’re standing. We’ll put your coat on …well my jacket on you, and get you up to bed.”

Once outside, he scooped her up, carrying her into the house and up to bed, rubbing ointment into her, soothing her sore bottom. Poor Sunni.  He tucked her into bed, going to the kitchen to cook her favorite dinner and dessert.

[pullquote align=”full” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]He’d always thank God for the chance meeting with his daughter’s best friend.  [/pullquote]

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