Chapter four: No time out Daddy

I plopped myself down on the couch and crossed my arms over my chest, glaring at my lap grumpily. I heard the refrigerator door close and ignored Joel when I heard him walk back into the living room after putting our leftovers away. I already knew I was in trouble but I didn't care. The silent car ride home brought back my earlier feelings of jealousy so I was even more irritated than before.

I huffed loudly.

"Looks like someone is in need of a time out." He noted calmly, causing my head to snap up at his words. He then added, "and perhaps a nap", after I settled my heated gaze onto him.

He was currently leaning against the wall next to our bookcase, looking as collected as ever with his arms crossed over his chest.

"No, I think you're the one in need of a punishment." I growled back at him, my glare never wavering.

"Is that right?" He inquired with a slight head tilt. "How so?"

"You were the one who was flirting with the waitress." I snapped. "If that had been me, you probably would have taken me into the bathroom."

"I wasn't flirting with anyone except for you little girl. And you know full well why you're being punished, but we can get into more detail about that later, for now... I think you need to be put in time out." He informed me steadily, as if he were talking to a naughty child.

"I don't need a timeout!" I yelled back at him and resisted the urge to stomp my foot.

"I disagree," He said calmly and pushed himself off the wall before continuing, "and if you weren't receiving a spanking already, I would have taken the paddle to that naughty behind of yours for the way you've been speaking with me today. So I'd lower your voice and walk to the corner nicely unless you want Daddy to follow through." He advised me with a raised eyebrow.

I whined and gave into my urge to stomp my foot at his words. I didn't want a timeout!

"Now princess." He ordered sternly. "I'm not going to tell you again."

I groaned and walked heavily to the furthest corner from Joel, knowing from his tone that if I didn't move he'd follow through with his threat.

I huffed once I was in place, and pouted. This day was terrible, we were supposed to be having sexy time right now!

"20 minutes." I heard him call to me, his voice receding as he walked away, probably headed upstairs to our bedroom to change. Usually my time wouldn't be as long, but I knew my attitude was the reason for the increase.

I sighed.

I hated corner time, which was exactly why it was such an effective punishment. I was a ball of energy and hated to stay still, but if I moved too much while in timeout, my time would start over. So, these next minutes were going to be a world of fun.

I stared at the wall blankly, stubbornly thinking of anything but why I was put into the corner, knowing that's what Joel expected me to be thinking about. However, if he asked me why I was put in the corner once my time was finished and I didn't have the correct answer for him, he'd send my ass right back. Which would only piss me off even more, so I probably should be getting my story straight while I'm staring at nothing for the next 17 minutes.

I groaned and looked up at the ceiling with my eyes closed, just reevaluating my life decisions up until this point.

"Stay still and quite little girl, unless you'd like your 20 minutes to start over."

My eyes shot open at the voice that came from somewhere behind me and I jumped at the sudden noise. I refrained from turning around and telling him where he could stuff it, mostly because I wasn't stupid, and settled on glaring at the wall instead.

I heard some shuffling behind me and then the TV turned on.

I sighed for what seemed to be the millionth time. Great, he gets to watch TV while I stand here and stare at nothing. He should be the one in time out! I thought back to our lunch date at Olive Garden and gritted my teeth at the image of him smiling at Rachel, and her showing off her boobs, and her being so overly polite to him. I growled lowly and burned a hole in the wall from my fiery gaze, working myself up once again.

You know what? No. I was not getting punished for this.

I was just about to spin on my heel and tell him exactly that but his voice cut me off.

"Come here, princess." He ordered from the couch.

Already? I thought confused but spun around and went over to him nonetheless.

I noticed that he had turned the TV off and he was sitting on the far end of the couch where I had been earlier. He was watching me closely as I walked over to him, looking as if he was searching for something on my face. My expression hadn't changed since I was put in that stupid corner, so I was once again frowning at him angrily.

I stood in front of him once I reached him and he patted his lap, gesturing for me to take a seat.

I just glowered at him and turned to go sit on the other end of the couch but he stopped me, grabbing my arm and pulling me down to sit on his lap. I was sitting sideways with my legs resting to the right of him, and he curled his left arm around my waist and pulled me closer to his stomach, securing me in place.

I exhaled loudly to show him my annoyance and crossed my arms over my chest while glaring straight ahead.

"Look at me."

I ignored him.

"Kai."

I groaned and turned my focus to him only to see amusement dancing in his eyes. I frowned in confusion.

"What's so funny?" I demanded.

He held me tighter and suddenly brought his lips to mine gently, completely catching me off guard. I quickly recovered and moved my hands to his chest while I started to kiss him back letting my eyes flutter closed. We continued for a moment until he pulled back and he pecked my lips a few times before speaking.

"You're cute when you're jealous." He mumbled against my lips causing my eyes to shoot open and pull back from him.

"I'm not cute, Joel. And I'm not jealous." I denied with a scowl and re-crossed my arms stubbornly.

He chuckled and started to kiss the side of my face instead. He rubbed my arm up and down with the hand that wasn't around my waist, and pulled me closer to him so that I was basically cradled to his chest while he started to kiss me all over.

"Joel." I whined. "Quit it."

"But Kai, you're just so adorable. You're my precious little princess, aren't you?" He cooed between kisses, causing my cheeks to flush.

"I'm mad at you." I reminded him trying to sound firm but could feel myself slipping, causing my voice to come out as more of a mewl.

"Why are you mad at Daddy, babygirl?" He asked softly, and moved to peck my lips again.

I gulped.

"You know why, now let me up." I tried to get out of his arms but he just held me tighter and continued.

"Tell me." He coaxed softly.

I whimpered as his lips traveled to my neck and he started to nibble on the sensitive skin. I held back a moan and could feel my body starting to heat up as arousal washed over me.

"Princess." He purred against my neck wanting an answer, and then went back to nibbling the skin.

What were we talking about?

"Daddy, please." I begged, wanting more than ever to just go to our bedroom and begin our sexy time.

He bit my neck suddenly, and I yelped in surprise before he started to lick and tease the tender flesh causing a loud moan to unintentionally leave my lips.

Fuck.

He continued to tease the large love bite until he brought his soft lips to my ear.

"Why is Daddy's little Kitten upset?"

"B-because." I whimpered, wanting his lips to kiss me somewhere else right at this moment.

"Because?" He prompted.

I shivered when he kissed the bruised love bite again lightly, another wave of pleasure washing over me.

Okay, focus. I bit my lip to stop the moan that desperately wanted to escape from my lips while Daddy proceeded with his torture.

"Da-Joel, I-I know what you're doing and it's not going to work." I told him firmly, or as firmly as I could while trying to catch my breath from his sweet treatment.

"What am I trying to do, baby?"

The amusement in his voice prompted my strong response, annoyed that he was finding humor in such a situation.

"You're trying to seduce me so that I can forget all about you and Rachel." I told him and put my hands on his chest to push him away from my abused neck. He pulled away from me, far enough to look me in the eyes and raised an eyebrow, his eyes still laughing.

"Me and Rachel, huh?"

"Yes, Joel!" I told him getting worked up again. "You and Rachel. You were smiling at her and being so nice even though she was flirting with you!"

"Baby I wasn't paying any attention to her whatsoever ever, I will only ever have eyes for my sweet girl. I promise." He told me sincerely causing me to perk up.

"Really?" I asked with a wide hopeful gaze, even though I could see the truthfulness behind his eyes.

"Yes princess. And I was smiling at her because that's the polite thing to do when people are there to help. You wouldn't want to frown and be mean to the person who's job is to help you, now would you?" He queried, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Of course not!" I agreed brightly, satisfied with his response.

"Hmm, I'm happy you agree." He told me turning deadly serious. "Because you're behavior toward our server today was the complete opposite of how you should have acted." He reprimanded, and I sat up a little at his stern tone.

"Ye-yeah but, she-"

"I don't care about her, I care about you. You know how to treat others, and you know that your little performance today was completely unacceptable." He continued to scold. "I know that you thought she was flirting with me, but that doesn't make your coldness any less okay. Even if she were flirting with me babygirl, you must know that you're the only princess for me, right?"

"Yes, Daddy." I smiled sadly at him, ashamed for the way I acted. He was right. It's never okay to be mean to someone, especially if that someone is trying to help you.

I sighed. Great, now I felt bad!

"Good girl." He praised with a kiss to my forehead.

"Now, do you know why you were put in timeout?" He asked me.

"Umm, for being naughty?"

"Yes, babygirl but more specifically?"

"For having an attitude all day?" I tried. I wasn't actually sure what crime I was paying for while in the corner because unfortunately there were a few. "Yes, having an attitude all day, and?" He prompted.

I sighed. "For being rude to our server, and to you. I'm sorry." I pouted.

"My good girl." He kissed my lips softly and then suddenly stood up with me in his arms, and started walking towards the stairs. He carried me up the stairs and headed into our bedroom.

Oh hell yes! Finally! I thought, thinking that we were going to begin our long overdue sexy time.

That was until he set me on my feet, sat down, and then pulled me onto his lap. What the hell?

"Wait, I thought I was getting spankings tonight." I whined, squirming in his hold.

"You didn't actually think you would get away with all of your naughtiness with just a little timeout, did you?" He asked me, the amusement creeping back into his tone.

"Well, yeah actually-"

I yelped when he gave me my first slap, and cried out when he rained down several more over my jeans.

I whimpered when he didn't stop and continued to spank me harshly, my jeans doing little to nothing to protect me from his hand. I could already feel tears start to well up in my eyes.

"Tell Daddy what you'll do differently next time, Baby." He gave me a particularly hard swat, causing the first tear to fall down my cheek.

"I-I'll be nice, and won't be mean to others or to Daddy." I sniffled, completely regretting my actions today.

"There's my good girl. Just a few more now baby."

He continued to spank me, the last few the hardest of them all, before stopping and pulling me to sit on his lap again. He hugged me to his chest, and I instantly melted and hugged him back.

"I'm sorry." I told him softly, snuggling into his chest.

"All's forgiven, my little princess."

We stayed like that for a couple more minutes until he stood up with me on his lap once again, and stood me on my feet. He then pulled my shirt over my head, catching me off guard.

"What are you-"

He hushed me then proceeded to undress me, leading me to believe we were finally going to have our sexy time. I smiled and helped him take off my jeans. Once they were off, he took both of my items of clothing and turned to put them in the hamper next to our dresser. I frowned in confusion when he then went into the closet.

What was he doing?

He then came out in one of my favorite nightgowns, it was blush pink with a cute red heart on the upper right corner. It made me feel cute. And like a princess.

But why was he-

My thoughts were cut off when he put the nightie over my head and I automatically put my arms through the holes once it was on.

"You're not serious." I said when he pulled the blankets back and gestured for me to climb in.

"As a heartbreak. I told you that you needed a nap, you're only ever cranky when you're tired or hungry." He notified, raising an eyebrow as if daring me to object, which of course I couldn't.

I sighed and climbed in while grumbling under my breath.

"I'm not even tired." I grumbled as soon as I was under the covers.

"Of course you're not, but laying down for a few minutes won't hurt now will it?"

"I guess not." I frowned at him causing him to chuckle.

He pulled the covers up to my chin and bent down to  kiss my forehead, before standing up and smiling down at me. "I'll be back in a few minutes, and if you're not asleep you can get back up, okay babygirl?"

"Okay Daddy." I reluctantly agreed.

"Good girl."

He walked to the door and shut off the lights then shut the door gently.

I crossed my arms and glared at the ceiling. I was not tired.

Just because I was rude doesn't necessarily mean that I was tired or hungry, it could just mean I felt like being rude!

I sighed for the thousandth time today and snuggled into my blankets further, a yawn automatically escaping me. Well might as well rest my eyes while I'm here for a few minutes.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep before Joel opened the door.

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A/N: One of my fav chapters, so cute 💜