Chapter six: I can wear whatever I want

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my reflection smile back at me in satisfaction. I had on a black crop top that tied in the front, with ripped high-waisted mom jean shorts, and platform leopard print slip on sneakers with a cute black faux fur clutch. I had my hair down, my curls falling naturally past my shoulders, and dangly gold earrings.

I nodded to myself with a look of determination then spun on my heel, and walked out of Joel and I's shared bedroom, marching down the hall and down the stairs on a mission to end this. 

Yes, I was going out again. Except instead of doing it in secret, I luckily had Joel's permission. 

But wait, there was a catch. 

I had to play this stupid game where I went downstairs a few hundred times, showing Joel potential outfits, and then listen to him say "no" to each and every one. It was a game I was all too familiar with, and I usually didn't mind playing because of how sexy he got when he was over protective, but not tonight.

This was the one and only outfit I was showing him because I was going out tonight. It'd been far too long, and I was determined to be out dancing with my friends in no later than an hour. No matter how unrealistic that sounded even in my own head.

I stomped down the last step, completely at the end of my rope already.

I opened Joel's office door and shut it none too gently, then I crossed my arms over my chest and openly glared at my not so favorite person right now. 

He was sitting behind his desk, still in his sexy work suit, and he looked back at me with a raised eyebrow. He had clear amusement dancing in his eyes, blatantly aware that he was getting on my nerves, which only succeeded in pissing me off more. 

I barely managed to keep my mouth shut as he proceeded to scrutinized me, looking me up and down slowly, his lips perched and his finger under his chin. I compulsively squirmed under his gaze, not being able to sit still with his undivided attention on me. I felt myself flush as his eyes unhurriedly traveled back up to mine. 

He leaned forward and watched me for a moment and I begun to grow impatient with having to wait for his answer. 

Please say yes.

Please say yes.

Please say yes. 

I couldn't help but to chant a few times in my head, knowing that it was futile, but hoping that for once he'd just say yes so that I could go already. 

"No." I heard him say sternly after a few seconds, and I couldn't stop the growl that escaped my lips as soon as the stupid word left his mouth. 

I immediately went off.

"I'm so over this Joel, you always do this! You shouldn't be able to tell me what I can and can't wear, I can wear whatever I want! I could go out in my underwear if I wanted to and there's nothing you can do about it!" I yelled at him, completely over it. 

"Is that so?" He asked with a head tilt.  

"Yes!" I exclaimed loudly and threw my clutch on the ground for emphasis. 

My stomach flipped involuntarily when he stood up from his huge black leather chair, and pushed it into his desk casually. I ignored the uneasy feeling I felt, far too irritated to fully register the subtle warning he was giving me. 

"You're being far too naughty tonight, I don't think a little brat like yourself should be going anywhere except for straight to bed. You're obviously cranky because you didn't take a nap today like you were supposed to." He rose an eyebrow.

I didn't know how he knew I had skipped my nap, but I didn't care, primarily focusing on the jibes.

"I'm not cranky, and I'm not a brat!" I retorted with a stomp, loosing my temper. 

My heartbeat picked up when I noticed him walking towards me, and I immediately felt my fight-or-flight instinct kick in. I hurriedly tried to back away from him, but before I could even attempt a second step, I was grabbed and pulled flush against him with his arm around my waist, trapping me in place.

"This is what's going to happen," he started lowly, our faces only inches apart, "you're going to go upstairs, change into pajamas, brush your teeth, wash your face, and then you're going to go to bed." He steadily told me, his tone leaving no room for argument. 

My anger came flooding back, and I frowned up at him and tried to shove him away from me, irritated that he wasn't letting me go out... 

Once again. 

But as soon as my hands made contact with his chest, he swiftly grasped both of my hands in one of his and spun me around to face his desk, easily pinning my top half onto the hard wood, my hands behind my back with his left hand. He hooked his fingers inside my shorts with his other hand, and I immediately attempted to breakaway from his iron grip, knowing that he planned to spank me.

"Let me up Joel, now!" I demanded harshly, but instead he yanked my shorts down to my knees, revealing a pair of pink lacy thongs that he just so happened to be in love with. 

He chuckled darkly and hooked his finger onto the back of the string of my panties and pulled slightly, adding a divine pleasure to my special place.

"I don't think your in any position to be telling me what to do, little girl." He warned me lightly, and pulled slightly harder causing a sharp gasp to escape my mouth. I moaned not a second later when he loosened his grip slowly, and then repeated the action again, and again. 

"You've been very naughty tonight baby. Throwing such a nasty tantrum and not listening to Daddy. What a naughty little kitten you've been." He continued, while nonchalantly creating an undeniable friction against my area. My legs soon began to shake at the pleasure.

"Daddy, please!" I cried, being unable to stop my hips from moving rhythmically against the pressure of my panties. 

He let go of my hands, and I Immediately tried to push myself up, but was stopped midway by a harsh yank. I cried out at the sensation, and quickly laid back down and he immediately relaxed his hold.  

I lied still, breathing heavily from arousal, waiting for whatever he planned to do. 

"It seems that you're ready now, am I right little girl?" 

I nodded, until he pulled again except more gently than before. Still, I moaned once again inevitably getting hungrier and hungrier for more of his touch. I hurriedly croaked out a breathless, "I-I mean, y-yes. M'sorry, Daddy."

"Good girl." He purred.  "Now let's get started." 

He didn't loosen his hold, keeping my panties pressed tightly against me, causing me to squirm at the delicious sensation. He then put his free hand on my ass and rubbed it up and down slightly, flicking his finger against the front of my panties, causing my legs to twitch, before he finally rested his hand on the middle of my butt. 

I gulped. 

"It seems that you're under the false assumption that you can wear whatever you want, and that Imam unable to do anything about it. Is that correct, little girl?" He interrogated. 

I started to squirmed again but this time wanting away from this conversation, but stopped when I felt my panties quickly yank against me again.

"No-no that's not it-" I gasped, and cut myself off when I felt a harsh smack land in the middle of my bottom.

"But that is what you said." He stated, feigning confusion. "You were certain that I wouldn't be able to do anything about it a moment ago. You even said that you could wear underwear if you wanted to."

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't me-mean it!" I cried, wishing I could take back those works.

He only hummed and continued to spank me, yanking my panties against me with each swat. Pleasure quickly started to build inside of me at the sensation, and my hips embarrassingly jerked against the pressure.

"Ahhhmmmmnn." I moaned loudly, quickly becoming a sputtering mess, unable to speak coherently. 

"Now tell me baby girl, considering the state you are in now, barely able to speak, and barely able to move, what do you think? Can I do anything about it?" He asked darkly, his spanks becoming a touch harder.

Fuck.

"Ye-Yessss Daddy!" I screeched. "Yes sir! I'm sorry! Please!" 

He increased his speed, directing his swats closer to home, then yanked harshly at my panties again, causing me to let out a loud moan, finally reaching my climax at the combined sensations. 

I rode out my high, squirming against my now ruined panties.  He chuckled lowly when I finished.

"Such a good girl, coming so nicely for Daddy." 

I continued to breathe heavily, still unable to speak as he rubbed my back slowly, all of my weight in my upper body, my legs dangling. He continued to give me praises until I eventually calmed down. 

He pulled my shorts back up when I sighed after a few minutes, and I finally stood up, defeated in every way possible. I looked up at him, not being able to get the pout off of my face.

"Now, I want you to go take a shower and then go to bed. Maybe you can go out tomorrow if you behave and listen to Daddy. But that means taking a nap during nap time like you're supposed to. I'm starting to think that I may need to get you a babysitter, little girl." 

My eyes grew wide in shock at the seriousness in his tone, and immediately started to object. 

"Wha-what? No, Joel I don't need a babysitter!"  "

"Of course you don't." He chuckled with a smirk, then pushed me slightly in the direction of the door and turned to walk back to his chair. "Now, I have a little more work to do before tomorrow, so I'll be in here, but I expect you asleep and in bed by the time I'm finished, do you understand?" He asked me sternly after taking a seat and looking up at me.  

I squirmed like a little schoolgirl and felt my cheeks become as red as my bum.

"Y-yes, of course Daddy." I answered obediently. And I was just about to turn to walk out, but couldn't help but to pause and ask quietly, "you were just kidding about the babysitter right?" 

"Of course, princess." He gave me a grin and winked, making me believe the opposite. "Now run along now baby, I'll be up there soon." He told me while pulling his laptop out of his bag, and putting it on his desk, turning his attention to work. 

I swallowed and walked out of Daddy's office to go do as he told me to, afraid that he'd actually get me a freakin' babysitter if I wasn't careful.

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A/N: this one is so hot 🥵

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