I smiled to myself when I saw the cutest pink dress on SHEIN, and immediately tapped the "add to my cart" button when I saw that it was only six dollars. I scrolled down a little more and saw a variety of similar dresses. I couldn't help but to giggle to myself, mentally preparing myself (and my wallet) to go nuts on my favorite online store.
Suddenly, I felt a strong hand land on my legs, which had started to subconsciously wiggle in excitement. I looked up from my slumped position on the couch, and saw that Joel had both of my shins pinned to his lap to stop their jittery movements.
"What are you doing?" Joel asked me curiously, and lifted an eyebrow when I quickly sat up and dramatically shoved my phone deep inside the couch cushion next to me.
"Nothing!" I exclaimed a touch too loudly, knowing that I wasn't supposed to online shop without his permission.
He narrowed his eyes at my obvious lie, and I immediately knew his mind went to last week just as mine did. I blushed and decided to backtrack, not wanting another "lesson" over lying.
"I-I mean, I was just looking at some clothes online." I mumbled sheepishly, then looked down with a pout when I saw his displeased expression at my response.
...I may have had a history of spending close to my entire paycheck online shopping...
Aaaaaaand I may have been planning on doing that exact thing with the check that I had just gotten direct deposited into my account this morning.
"Kai, we've been over this." He told me deeply, his tone making me squirm.
"I know." I whined and looked up at him with my infamous puppy dog eyes, hoping that he would let it slide and just let me go shopping. "But Joel, I really really really need new clothes. It's been forever since I've gotten any!" I tried to reason.
Because it had literally been at least a month since I'd last went shopping, and the addict in me couldn't wait much longer.
His expression remained cold for a few seconds, but finally his expression softened and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. I smiled widely and did a little internal dance, thinking that he was FOR ONCE going to say yes.
However, my expression quickly turned into shock when I was abruptly yanked from my position by my legs, and then pulled onto his lap with my legs on either side of him. He had one hand on the small of my back, holding me in place, and the other on my slightly bottom.
I blushed madly when I felt him squeeze the skin that was spilling out of my shorts. He gave me a few caresses, rubbing in slow circles and getting dangerously close to my special area. I couldn't help but to curl my toes wanting so badly to follow those amazing fingers, but stubbornly stayed in place.
"Joel...?" I mumbled.
I tried to sound firm but ended up sounding like I was asking him for something. I gulped and put a hand on his chest, pushing halfheartedly, wanting to get a little space between us so that I could think properly.
"What's wrong Kai?" He smirked at me and tightened his grip.
I frowned at his cocky expression.
"Stop changing the subject." I demanded.
"Oh right, what was it that you wanted again now?" He asked innocently, his eyes glowing mischievously. I glared at him in annoyance, and gave him a hard shove, my patience officially gone from not getting what I wanted.
"You know what I want, stop playing dumb!" I snapped in irritation.
A second later, I felt as well as heard a hand connect on my bare skin loudly, making me wish I had worn longer shorts today.
I yelped in shock and immediately threw a hand behind me, the other one balancing on his chest still. I looked at him, shock clear on my face from the sting that was not going away. He simply returned my look with an expectant one of his own.
"Is it okay to push Daddy and call him names?" He asked sternly, his eyes narrowed down at me.
I blinked at his sudden hot-but-scary demeanor, intimidated yet turned on at the same time. I then gasped when my hand was suddenly pinned to the small of my back, and another swat landed on the same spot.
"Ouch!" I yelped, and then quickly, "N-no Daddy!" I resisted the urge to cover my bum again with my free hand, knowing that if I did it would have the same fate as the one pinned to my back.
"Mhmm, good girl." He praised and stroked the spot he had just smacked with a light hand.
I sighed and just barely leaned into his gentle touch, loving the way his cool fingers felt on my now hot skin. He abruptly brushed his fingers over my core, and I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped my lips, my shorts being an extremely thin barrier.
I sat up on my knees, wanting to get away from his agonizing touch. He looked up at me with a displeased expression, his hand now wrapped around my thigh to keep me steady. I gave him my infamous cute smile in return, trying to save myself, but yelped again when he spanked me again.
"Ow!" I yelped and quickly sat back down on his lap, message received loud and clear.
Still, I gave him a sour look, my butt now on 1000 degrees thanks to his stupid hand! How many times was he going to smack the same spot anyways? I swear I could picture exactly how his hand looked on my ass.
He simply returned my look with a raised eyebrow, clearly not at all amused or intimidated by my mean expression.
"You sure aren't acting like a good little girl that wants something from Daddy, Kai Kai." He mentioned casually, putting a light hand over his own forming handprint, a clear warning.
I gulped and decided to behave. 1: because I wanted to go shopping, and 2: because my butt was already sore, and he's barely even touched me.
"You're right Daddy, m' sorry." I apologized with a pout. "Can I go shopping? I really need new clothes and I really wanna go." I all but whined.
"You do hmm?" He questioned with a pout, mimicking my expression. "Well, ask Daddy properly and maybe I'll consider it."
I sighed heavily, annoyed that he wasn't just saying yes already.
"Please?" I blankly asked with my arms now crossed over my chest.
He just watched me with a head tilt, a ghost of a smile plastered on his face. We had a little staring contest for a moment, until of course I backed down under his intense gaze, so finally...
"Can I please go shopping Daddy?" I reiterated, knowing that's exactly what he wanted to hear.
"My good girl, using such nice manners." He praised and continued to rub my bottom slowly. My toes curled again and I tried to will myself not to get aroused... that is until he started talking again.
"However, you know better than to go online shopping without Daddy's permission. If I remember correctly, it's one of our rules, is it not?"
My eyes widened at the question.
"Ye-yeah but-"
"But nothing. You broke a rule little girl, I don't believe you deserve to go shopping today. Especially since you tried to go directly in front of me like a naughty brat."
I scrunched my face up in exasperation, and started back my struggle for freedom attempting to push myself away once again. I saw him frown at my attempts, and he secured his hold around me but was otherwise unphased. Which at the moment, only pissed me off more.
"Let me go Joel, right now!" I demanded loudly. "I don't care what you say, if I want to go shopping then I'm gonna go freakin' shopping! You're not the boss-"
Unfortunately, he put a stop to my fussing pretty easily by simply standing up and throwing me over his shoulder effortlessly.
"It seems like my little baby needs a reminder of who's in charge here, is that right?" He spoke casually as he walked, as if we were having an everyday conversation.
"No! Your little baby wants to go shopping, but you're being stupid!" I yelled stubbornly. Without thinking, I hit his back with an open hand a few times for not being able to get down.
He reacted by giving me a few open handed slaps of his own, except his much harsher than mine and I doubted he felt as if he was going to cry from my blows.
"Such a naughty thing tonight." He noted, and set me down in front of him, the naughty chair in our bedroom now directly behind me. "I can see that my baby girl needs a little lesson." He said with a light smirk.
I frowned and re-crossed my arms over my chest. "No!" I cried, close af to stomping my foot.
He dropped his smirk at my childish our burst and put on his daddy face.
"Sit down." He ordered in a low voice, authority dripping from his tone.
I was hot all over, and my heart was beating a million miles per minute, but I still managed to stand my ground.
"No." I answered defiantly.