Page 28 of Margo

Patience was not a virtue she possessed. When Margo wanted something, she wanted it right now. Currently, she wanted Knox as her Daddy and the spanking she knew she eventually had coming. But she knew he was right. The unknown was one of the things that tended to get her all up in her feelings and insecurities. So she shouldn’t jump into having Knox as her Daddy before she had all the information as well as a solid taste of what kind of Daddy he would be.

She’d gotten a taste today. He’d handled a hard and complicated situation with grace and love and justice, doing the best he could for everyone involved. Margo nearly teared up when she thought about the way he’d apologized to her for jumping to conclusions. Nobody had ever done that before. Then there was the care with which he’d handled Jilly and the way he’d listened when she’d warned him about Mariah and switches. The way he’d realized that letting her see him punish the other girls would not only give her a sense of justice being served but also would go a long way in easing her insecurities. She even got emotional when she thought about how he’d switched her in the garden and how he’d promised it would be something just between them and only for things that were the worst of the worst.

However good a Daddy he was gonna be, and however badly she wanted it, she still needed to make sure she was really ready. And that meant finding out what his rules were, and what kind of punishments were on the table.

“Okay, Daddy, what’s the next rule?”

“The next rule is respect. It’s always okay to disagree or question me as long as you do so respectfully. And when I give you an order, or a punishment, you should always respond respectfully.”

“I should say ‘yes, Daddy’?”

“That’s right.”

“Okay. What else?”

“Most of the rest of my rules are pretty basic. We’ll use Baze’s rules for now and if we need to adjust them at a later date, we can. There’s just one little thing I’d like to add.”

“What’s that?”

“You’ll find that I’m a little stricter than Baze when it comes to how Little girls should speak.”

Margo gasped. That didn’t sound good. “You are? What… what does that mean?”

“It means that I don’t want my Little girl saying things like ‘that sucks big hairy monkey balls’.”

“Oh.” Margo hesitated. “What about donkey dicks?”

If she got in trouble it would be worth it just for the expression of shock on Knox’s face.

He sputtered for a moment before recovering. “Definitely not that either.”

“Dang it,” Margo grumbled. Her colorful expressions had saved her butt so many times when Baze had declared that good Little girls didn’t say naughty curse words. This was gonna be a hard rule to follow, even harder if…. “Oh no!” she gasped.

“What’s wrong?”

“Can I still say crap on a cracker? If not, I don’t think I’ll ever sit again!” she wailed mournfully.

Knox regarded her with a bemused side-eye. “Replace crap with crud and you have yourself a deal.”

Margo sighed. “What if I forget?”

“Then I’ll have to show you what happens to foul-mouthed Little girls, and hopefully, you’ll remember better after that?”

“What happens?”

Knox looked like he wasn’t gonna answer.

Margo pouted. “You said we were gonna discuss rules and punishments. If that’s the last rule, then it’s time to discuss punishments.”

“I said we were going to discuss limits and boundaries. It’s not quite the same thing.”

“It kinda is,” Margo argued.

“I’m not going to get into specifics of what kind of trouble every rule will get you into because there’s fluidity based on the severity of the offense. I will, however, go over punishments I would expect to use and see if there’s anything we need to negotiate or hard limit.”

“Okay, fine,” Margo agreed with a pout.

“Let’s start. Spankings. Any implements that are a hard no? Any you’re afraid of?”