Free Disciplining the Maid by Zoe Blake Page B

to reach past her knees, afraid of what he would say about the short length. 
    "Does my little one want a spanking?"
    "No, Papa," she answered, still not moving.
    "If I have to come and get you, I will put you over my knee and blister your naughty bottom." 
    Lily practically ran to his side.  He was lounging in a plush chair in front of the fire, enjoying a glass of brandy.  For several moments he did not say anything, but just looked her up and down.  Despite the dress' childish style, the bodice enhanced her full breasts.  He especially admired how the short length swished around her slim thighs. Peeking from below the hem were lacy drawers so fine they were practically transparent.  She looked like a living doll.  He continued to stare, his piercing blue eyes not missing a detail. 
    The silence stretched, and with it Lily’s worry that he was displeased by her appearance.  Fearing the worst, she began to cry. 
    "I'm so sorry, Papa.  I'm so sorry the dress doesn't fit.  I never had anything so lovely.  I promise I will always cherish it. I will never....” But Papa rose and stopped her babbling with a finger to her lips.
    "The dress is perfect."
    "But...but...it does not fit...it is too....too short...and....childish!"  Lily complained.
    "It is a perfect little girl's dress for my perfect little girl. Twirl around so Papa can see the pretty ruffles on your bum." 
    Lily felt beautiful as she twirled around for Papa.  She could see in his eyes how much he appreciated how she looked.  She lived to please him.  As she was facing away, he reached up and took out the pins securing her chignon. 
    "Little girls wear their hair down and loose.  I don't ever want to see your hair up again." 
    He watched as her beautiful light brown hair came cascading down her back in soft waves.  Grasping a fistful, Rand forced her head back and placed a kiss on the side of her neck as his other hand reached around her waist.  He slowly moved his hand up her body to palm her breast, giving the full flesh a harsh squeeze that elicited an aroused gasp from Lily's lips.
    "Say ‘yes, Papa,’ when I give you a command."
    "Yes, Papa," she breathlessly obeyed. Lily's breathing was harsh as she tried to come to terms with the conflicting emotions of excitement and fear.  "But, Mrs. Oliver will scold me if I don't have my hair up and in..."
    "After tonight, Mrs. Oliver will no longer be a concern."
    Lily frowned.  Was she getting sacked?  Did she not please him?  Lily spun in his grasp to face him, wincing as his grip was still strong on her hair.
    "Please don't send me away Papa!  I promise to be a good girl!  I will do anything you ask," she pleaded as she fell to her knees in front of him.  While Lily did not understand why he wanted to treat her like a little girl, she did understand that she loved how he made her feel cherished and beautiful.  Even when he disciplined her, she knew it was for her own good and that he did so because he cared. 
    Rand marveled at the innocent emotional display.  There was no artifice.  My god she was darling!   Placing two fingers under her chin, he forced her sweet tear-streaked face up to meet his gaze as he ran his knuckles down her cheek to brush away the tears.  Rand brushed the pad of his thumb along her full lower lip then slowly pushed the tip past her small pink lips.  Lily's tongue automatically swirled around his thumb as he thrust it in further.  He grabbed the back of her head to keep her still as he thrust his thumb in and out of her young mouth.  The whole time she stared at him with confused but trusting eyes.  His cock swelled at the vision.  Soon, it would be his long, hard member he pushed past those pretty little lips. 
    "My beautiful baby girl.  I am not sending you away.  Quite the opposite." 
    He moved to once again sit on the plush chair, gesturing for her to join him on his lap.  She quickly rose and seated herself across his strong thighs.  Lily