The Girl, the Doctor, and the Texas Ranger (7 page)

She exhaled what sounded like a sigh of relief, and her voice wasn’t as strained for the rest of their conversation. Trevor made plans to visit Connie at her home in Remsfield in one week. He thanked Connie and spoke to her husband briefly, reassuring the man that their family’s safety and privacy was one of his top concerns, and he ended the call just as Daniel and Emily entered the house.

“Who was on the phone?” Emily asked, her voice tinged with anxiety.

Trevor pressed his lips together tight as he regarded her, staring up at him with a childlike innocence that made him want to drive down to Remsfield at this very moment and bash Officer Patrick’s face in. “Just work stuff, sweetheart. Did you enjoy your walk?”

She sighed and glanced up at Daniel, and suddenly pink suffused her cheeks. Trevor wondered what had transpired during their walk, and he suspected Daniel had probably threatened to spank her again. “Um, it was nice. It’s beautiful here.”

“Next time I’ll take you on a walk.” He moved in front of her, cupped her face, and peered directly into her eyes. “You look nervous, Emily. Did you misbehave and earn another scolding from my stern big brother here?”

Daniel chuckled.

“I—I was perfectly behaved,” she said, her cheeks flushing redder.

“I hope so,” Trevor said. “Because as I know my brother’s told you more than once, naughty little girls in this house get their bare bottoms spanked soundly.”

She jolted and gasped when Daniel boldly patted her backside twice, and she tried to yank her face from Trevor’s grasp. He held firm, continuing to gaze into her pretty blues.

“You’re both big bullies!” she said in exasperation. “Big mean bullies.”

Both men laughed, and Trevor finally released his hold on her chin. He towered over her, his heart pumping as desire heated his blood. “For future reference, sweetheart, name calling is a spankable offense.”

Chapter Five

The next day, Emily tapped on the door to Daniel’s study, nerves twisting her stomach. She hadn’t seen him since dinnertime, and Trevor was busy sitting on the front porch, making phone calls. She was lonely and wanted someone to talk to. After going back and forth, trying to decide which brother to interrupt, she’d opted for Daniel. So she’d rummaged through the kitchen in search of ingredients to make brownies, and now she held the plate of brownies high as she tapped on the door again, listening for his voice. She didn’t want to barge in without permission.

The door opened, and he stood above her with curiosity filling his handsome features. His eyes twinkled and his smile put her at ease. Once again, she fell hopelessly in love with him, then a second later felt like a silly girl. She scolded herself for being so ridiculous and stood up straight, holding the plate up.

“I made brownies.”

He grinned. “I can see that.” He stepped back and opened the door all the way. “Please come into my office, Emily.”

She hesitated. “Are you sure I’m not interrupting anything important?”

“Don’t be silly. You’re more important than any paperwork I’d be doing in here. Get your fanny in here and sit down. That’s an order.”

She laughed at his mock sternness and strolled into his office, taking in the tall bookshelves lining the walls. A large mahogany desk sat in the center of the room. He dragged a chair from against the wall and placed it in front of the desk, beckoning her to sit.

“Butt in chair, little girl.” His teasing prompted her insides to churn with excitement.

“Yes, sir!” she said, mimicking his tone.

Once Daniel was seated in his chair behind the desk and Emily was seated across from him, she placed the brownies on the desk beside a stack of important looking papers.

“I tried one,” she said, suddenly feeling shy. “They’re edible.”

“So, let me get this straight,” he said, sitting back in his chair as he crossed his arms. “You used the oven without permission? Little girls aren’t supposed to use the oven without permission, Emily.”

Oh, God.
She flushed. His words, his tone, his demeanor… all of them combined to excite her in ways she’d never known. The way he treated her as though she were little made her melt and squirm and yearn for more of this new dynamic. No man had ever had any kind of authority over her. She found she liked it. Ached for it. She twisted her hands together, feeling like a little girl being gently scolded by her daddy.

She met his gaze, taking a deep breath as she summoned the courage to utter an appropriate retort. But before she could speak, he went on, continuing to scold her and making her feel very little.

“You will ask for permission before using the oven in the future, Emily.” His eyes darkened. “You need to be a good little girl, or I will paddle your bottom. In fact, I seem to recall promising you a spanking after you were all healed up.”

Her heart lurched as she recalled his exact words.
As soon as you’re all healed up, your butt is all mine.

She lowered her head and stared at her hands in her lap, continuing to twist her fingers together. “I—I am curious,” she said hesitantly. “I am curious what it would feel like. A spanking, that is.” She peered up at him, her cheeks burning.

“Have you ever been spanked before, Emily?”

“N-no.”

Silence loomed between them, tension thickening the air as they stared at one another. She was probably crazy for asking for a spanking. Yes, she must have hit her head a tad too hard in the car accident. Anticipation rolled through her and her mouth dried up as she considered taking her words back and running up to her bedroom.

He stood up and walked around his desk, putting a hand on her shoulder. “Do you see that corner over there?” he asked, pointing to an empty corner.

The air rushed from her lungs. Was he really about to make her stand in the corner like a naughty little girl? “Y-yes,” she finally said.

“I want you to go stand in the corner, young lady.” His hand dropped from her shoulder and he took a few steps in the direction of the corner, turning back to see if she was following. “Come on, little girl. Unless you want to find out what happens when I have to repeat myself.”

She most certainly didn’t want to know what happened when he had to repeat himself. She jumped up and scampered to his side. With a hand pressed to the small of her back, he guided her to the corner, positioning her with her nose nearly touching the converging walls.

“Spread your legs a bit and lace your fingers together behind your head.”

She obeyed, gasping when he cupped her bottom. The heat of his hand seared her through her shorts and panties. She tingled all over, flushing and feeling faint, and he hadn’t even started spanking her yet. She braced herself, wondering if he’d swat her backside here in the corner.

“I want you to stay here, in this position, until I call for you. Think about how you’re going to be a good little girl tomorrow while I’m at work. Think about how you need to watch your tongue and be respectful. Think about how you’re going to spend the next few months minding me and my brother.” He squeezed her right cheek, then moved to squeeze her left cheek. “You’re a sweet girl, Emily, and we want to make sure you don’t get too big for your britches.”

She inhaled a shaky breath and stared into the corner, trembling from head to toe. He moved away and she fidgeted, trying her best to r
emain in position, though it wasn’t easy with her whole body shaking. Excitement skittered through her and an ache built between her thighs. She felt herself growing moist, and her eyes widened as she wondered if Daniel would indeed bare her bottom. Her tummy performed a series of somersaults. She longed to glance over her shoulder to see what Daniel was doing. She’d heard his footsteps as he’d left her, and then nothing. But she felt his eyes upon her, steady and boring into her back. She shifted again and took several deep breaths, willing herself to calm down.

At last she heard his footsteps again. Her heart accelerated and anticipation caused her to flush all over. The ache in her pussy intensified. If he bared her bottom, he might see the moisture glimmering between her thighs. She blushed at the thought.

The screeching of a chair being dragged across the floor made her jump. The temptation to look for Daniel became too much, and she started to turn her head around when she finally heard his voice, and she froze before he caught her disobeying.

“All right, Emily. Corner time is over. Come here, little girl.”

She turned to see him standing beside the same chair he’d pulled out for her to sit in. Except it was no longer in front of his desk. He’d positioned it in the center of the room, and her tummy fluttered as she realized he probably meant to spank her over his knee. His stern gaze turned her to a puddle of nerves, but somehow she made her legs work and came to stand before him, keeping her head slightly bowed in a show of submission. She’d never wanted something so badly in her life, but at the same time, she feared the pain and wondered if she could take it without crying like a baby.

“Look at me, Emily.”

Reluctantly, she lifted her gaze to his.

“Naughty little girls get spanked on their bare bottoms. Take your shorts and panties off and place them on the desk.”

Humiliation swept through Emily. She was about to refuse his request, but his raised eyebrow prompted her fingers to begin unfastening her shorts. They dropped to her feet and she stood before him in her panties, feeling quite naughty and ashamed that he was about to see her naked. She wasn’t ashamed of her body, but having to strip half-naked in front of Daniel took her far out of her comfort zone. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and pushed her panties down past her hips. She resisted the urge to cover her pussy and collected her shorts and panties, bundling them in a ball and turning toward the desk.

“Go on,” he urged.

She hated that he’d have a perfect view of her ass as she walked to the desk and paused mid-step. Sighing to herself, she knew he was about to get up close and personal with her bottom anyway, so it really didn’t matter if he watched her traipse over to his desk. She walked to the desk, placed her shorts and panties on it, and turned with her gaze on the floor.

“Come here, little girl. It’s time for your spanking.”

Butterflies flitted around in her stomach, and warmth pulsed between her thighs. She cupped her hands over her pussy and walked to Daniel.

“Move your hands,” he said, swatting them away. “You don’t get to hide yourself from me, Emily. Is that understood?”

Her throat tightened. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. It embarrasses you to be naked in front of me, doesn’t it?”

Oh, God, how did he know? Was her face really that red? “Yes, sir. I—I am embarrassed.”

“I imagine you are, and that’s what makes a spanking so effective. It’s more than the pain, Emily. It’s the humiliation too.” He tipped her chin and she stared into his eyes. “I’m going to see much more of you while you’re over my lap with your bottom high in the air. Think about that.”

She’d already thought about it, but that didn’t stop a fresh wave of shame from surging through her, leaving her blushing harder than she’d ever blushed before.

Daniel sank down on the chair and pulled her to stand between his thighs. “I also want you to understand that I’m doing this because I care about you, Emily. I’m not spanking you to be cruel. This is about discipline, and I’m going to administer it with love. You have nothing to be afraid of.” He grinned. “Well, nothing but a sore bottom. You won’t be sitting comfortably tomorrow. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

She nodded, and the lonely spot inside her heart was once again filled up by this man who only a few days ago had been a complete stranger. “I’ve thought a lot about what you said to me the night I met you. About rules, boundaries, consequences, and love. It’s stuck with me, and I want to experience that with you. More than anything.” Her lip trembled as she confessed the thoughts that had been plaguing her since the night of her accident. Daniel had rescued her, but he’d also come storming into her life. She never thought she’d want to be under the authority of any man, least of all a man who spanked her. But Daniel’s kindness and wisdom had won her trust a thousand times over. She only hoped she could satiate her curiosity about the spanking while keeping her heart guarded.

Silence reigned between them for a long while, but it was calming rather than awkward. He held her hands in his and stroked his thumb over her palm, easing the last of her fears. When he finally spoke, his words created a direct link to her heart and soul.

“I’m going to take good care of you, Emily.”

He guided her over his lap, positioning her bottom high in the air. Her legs dangled, her toes not reaching the floor. Blood rushed to her head and she grasped the chair legs, taking slow breaths as she became accustomed to the position. Air rushed against her exposed slit, reminding her of the view he had of her pussy lips. He cupped her bottom and squeezed, moving from cheek to cheek as he rubbed her backside. She relaxed under his care, relishing his touches even though she knew the pain was only moments away.

She winced when he tightened his hold on her and pressed a hand to the small of her back. His other hand left her bottom, and then…
thwack!
He slapped her backside, striking the center of her cheeks one at a time, alternating smacks between her cheeks as the sting built much more quickly than she’d expected.

Daniel spanked hard.

* * *

He struck her upturned bottom, placing a rapid series of swats to the center of her backside before moving lower to redden her upper thighs. She squirmed and gasped, trying to dodge the blows, but he tightened his hold and kept her in place over his lap.

“Ow! It hurts, Daniel!” Surprise filled her voice. Obviously she hadn’t expected it to hurt this much.

This first time over his lap was important, and he planned to deliver a thorough spanking. She needed an emotional release and he intended to bring her to the point of tears. He also planned to comfort her afterward for as long as she needed. He wanted her to understand she could depend on him and Trevor for all her needs. As long as she was with them, she’d be taken care of and showered with love.