The Girl, the Doctor, and the Texas Ranger

by Sue Lyndon

  He sat on the bed next to her and took great pleasure in stroking her hair, but his thoughts kept straying to the spanking he’d just given her. She’d fit over his lap perfectly, with her little legs dangling and her glimmering pussy lips exposed between her bottom cheeks. The way she’d struggled and grinded her body over his lap had driven him mad, and his cock hardened just thinking about it.

  A tap at the door jolted him back to reality. He turned just as Trevor stuck his head in the door. “Mind if I say goodnight to our little girl?”

  Daniel smiled. “Not at all. Why don’t you tell her goodnight while I go fetch a cream for her bottom.” At Trevor’s quizzical look, Daniel explained further, “Our girl ended up over my knee this evening. She has a very tender and thoroughly spanked bottom.”

  “I see. Well, I’ll keep an eye on her while you get the cream,” Trevor said, winking at a nervous looking Emily as he moved into the room.

  Chapter Six

  “My, my,” Trevor said, running his hand over Emily’s bare bottom. “Daniel did give you a thorough spanking.”

  “Please let me cover up,” she said, her voice strained. Her reddened cheeks moved up and down as she wiggled on the bed, trying to reach for her panties.

  Trevor patted her backside. “Keep your hands out of the way. Daniel will return at any moment. The lotion will make your bottom feel better.”

  After his brother had left, Trevor had thrown the covers down, pushed her nightdress up, and lowered her panties to her knees, all the while swatting her hands out of the way. She was feisty, but she’d submitted to Daniel’s spanking, and Trevor wanted to test her and see how well she’d obey him. Concern and worry pinched her face, and her heated bottom clenched under his hand.

  “Were you very naughty?”

  She twisted her neck to look at him. “No, not really. I mean, I did use the oven without permission, but that’s not why Daniel spanked me.”

  His interest piqued, Trevor continued to play with her bottom and smiled down at her. “Well, why did he spank you, Emily?”

  She swallowed hard and rested her head back on her pillow, avoiding his gaze and his question.

  “I asked you a question, sweetheart.”

  “What is it with you and your brother and questions?” She huffed and tried to turn over, but he pressed one hand on her lower back to still her movements.

  He chuckled. “I’m not opposed to spanking the answer out of you.”

  “Oh, fine. If you must know, I was curious about… what it would be like. To be spanked. Daniel was teasing me, sort of, and I told him as much. We discussed rules and then… then he spanked me.”

  “Did you like it?”

  “It hurt.”

  He bit back another chuckle. “I’m sure it did. But how did it make you feel?”

  Silence filled the room, the only sound coming from down the hall where it seemed Daniel was busy rummaging through a medicine cabinet. Her brows drew together as she appeared to consider his question. When she finally spoke, her answer brought him hope.

  She lifted her head and stared into his eyes, her gorgeous blues sparkling in the lamplight. “I felt safe. Loved. Warm inside.” She sighed. “I’m probably crazy.”

  “Hey,” he said, running his thumb up and down her face. “You’re not crazy.”

  Daniel entered before Trevor could reassure her further, but he gave her bottom a loving pat and glanced at the lotion in his brother’s hand. Daniel strolled around the bed and sank down on the other side of Emily, then handed the lotion to Trevor.

  “Take care of our girl.”

  Trevor accepted the bottle and stared at the red bottom underneath his hand. Emily continued squirming, and she buried her face in her pillow, obviously embarrassed over this turn of events. “It would be my honor,” he replied, squirting a generous amount of lotion into his hand. He placed the bottle on the nightstand and once again focused on Emily’s punished backside, loving the way her cheeks shifted as she wiggled in the bed.

  He took great care in slathering her bottom up, applying an equal amount of the lotion to both her flaming cheeks. Her flesh glistened under the layer of lotion, and he took one cheek in each hand as he rubbed it in, caressing her mounds from top to bottom until it dissolved in her skin. A soft moan drifted up from her, and he felt Emily relaxing under his touch. His gaze swept over her shining cheeks one last time before he pulled her panties up. “All done,” he murmured, flipping the covers back over her.

  Daniel kissed her goodnight first, and Trevor saw adoration in her eyes as she looked at him. A pang of jealousy hit him. He wanted her to look at him with that kind of love too. Shaking the ugly emotion away, he drew his fingers through her hair and leaned down to kiss her forehead. She sighed contentedly, and Trevor decided he had plenty of time to earn her trust and make her yearn for his attention too. Maybe one day she’d look at him with adoration, and he vowed to be patient in the meantime and help her settle into her new routine on the ranch.

  The week passed quickly. Trevor returned to headquarters and assisted with a case involving a judge in another county. Luckily it didn’t involve travel this time and he was able to use his resources in secret to continue building a case against Officer Patrick. He’d learned the dumb fuck had returned to work on light duty. Trevor caught another break when he called Officer Patrick’s former stepmother and the woman agreed to meet him the same day Trevor traveled to Remsfield to visit Mrs. Keller.

  Emily kept busy with her chores and managed to get them finished each day before Daniel arrived home. She often finished early and spent her free time at the corral, watching the ranch hands exercise the horses. Daniel had forbidden her from going anywhere near Lissie, and Trevor made sure the ranch hands kept an eye on her when she ventured to the barns. She delighted in sneaking carrots and apples from the kitchen and feeding the horses, but she minded Daniel and didn’t walk near Lissie’s stall. In fact, Emily was on her best behavior and didn’t earn another spanking. However, Trevor saw a picture perfect image of her freshly spanked bottom, glistening with lotion, each and every time he closed his eyes.

  The day of his appointments in Remsfield finally came, and Trevor rose in the darkness of early morning, leaving before anyone on the ranch had roused. He drove south in his SUV, hoping he’d have answers for Emily when he returned late that night.

  * * *

  “Please, please, puuulease, can I stay up late?” Emily glared at Daniel with her hands on her hips. She wanted so badly to stay up until Trevor got home from his trip to Remsfield. He hadn’t called yet, and Daniel refused to call him, claiming he didn’t want to bother his brother when he was hot on a case.

  Daniel looked up from the newspaper he was reading. “Absolutely not. Trevor probably won’t be home until after midnight. That’s way past your bedtime.” His gaze returned to the paper, and Emily’s frustration grew when he flipped the page. How could he be so calm at a time like this? She was so unsettled she didn’t know what to do with herself.

  Stomping up the steps, she decided to seek refuge in her room. “Stupid bedtime,” she muttered under her breath. She walked into her room and slammed the door so hard the floor shook beneath her feet. Footsteps sounded on the stairs a second later, and she instantly regretted her action.

  The door flew open and her heart lurched. Daniel stood in the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the space. He didn’t look pleased, and she shrank back until her legs hit the bed.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to slam the door.” Even to her ears, her apology didn’t sound sincere. She gulped past the sudden dryness in her throat and her bottom tingled. She wondered if slamming doors was a spankable offense. Judging by the stern look on Daniel’s face, it was most definitely a spankable offense.

  “You just earned yourself an early bedtime,” he said, stalking toward her.

  Fury erupted in her chest, her face heating up at his words. Nine was early enough. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand and
frowned. It was only seven. He couldn’t possibly send her to bed two hours early. She wasn’t a baby. She put her hands on her hips and stomped her foot. “I’m not going to bed early!”

  His eyebrow shot up. “Emily, I will not tolerate temper tantrums. Not only are you going to bed early, but now you’re going to bed with a very sore little bottom.”

  She gasped and cursed her lack of self-control. It just wasn’t fair! She shook her head and backed around the bed, holding her hands out in front of her, trying to ward him off. “No! I don’t want a spanking!” Her lip trembled and she felt absolutely miserable—and tired and cranky, but she’d never admit that to Daniel.

  She’d enjoyed spending the last few days with him, though she felt a tad guilty he wasn’t doing anything more exciting with his vacation time. He’d assured her that he’d had no other plans, and even if he had, there was nowhere else he’d rather be. His words had warmed her heart, but a little part of her couldn’t help but doubt him. She wanted nothing more than to believe he cared for her and wanted to spend time with her, but why him and why now? Why hadn’t anyone else in her life ever wanted to spend time with her besides Aunt Jamie? This darkness crept into her thoughts unbidden, and she often wondered if there was something wrong with her. Something about her that made her unlikeable, leaving her with no option but to seek companionship in the wrong crowd in an effort to quell her constant loneliness.

  “I really don’t want a spanking,” she said, cupping her bottom as Daniel loomed over her, trapping her against the wall. The anger inside her simmered hotter with each second. She felt ready to explode, and her stupid lip wouldn’t stop quivering. She glared at her feet, stubbornly ignoring Daniel.

  “You’re getting a spanking, Emily, and that’s final,” he said, tipping her chin up. Tears burned in her eyes and she fought to pull from his grasp, only for him to cup her face and shush her with a gentle kiss to her forehead. A little sob escaped her lips and she longed to hide under the bedcovers and crawl inside herself, shutting the whole world out. She was feeling too much at the same time, too many emotions that she couldn’t process quickly enough, and anger was winning out.

  Daniel gripped her upper arm and led her to the bed. He sat down and hauled her over his lap without preamble. The first few slaps fell upon her clothed bottom, and for a small moment she wondered if he only planned to give her a quick spanking over her dress and panties. His palm stung through the two thin layers, and she grabbed at the covers as she tried to scramble away.

  Whoosh! The skirt of her dress flew up and she stilled, clenching her bottom cheeks and willing Daniel not to bare her ass to his gaze. He’d seen her naked from the waist down once before, over a week ago when he’d delivered her first spanking, but shame descended upon her and she reached back to stop him. Big mistake. He easily restrained her, pinning her hands down and throwing one leg over hers. He kept spanking hard and fast as his hand cracked down over her panties.

  “This isn’t fair! You’re probably going to stay up until Trevor gets home. Why can’t you let me stay up just this once?” She longed to pound her fists on the bed to vent her frustration, but Daniel’s firm grip was inescapable. Instead, she cried out and tried to work her legs free. Again, his hold was inescapable. Tears brimmed in her eyes as the pain of her spanking built alongside her guilt over her behavior.

  “No. More. Temper. Tantrums.” He emphasized each word with a sharp smack to her sit spots, and her tears began streaming down her face.

  Sniffling, she tried to hold her emotion in, steeling her jaw as she closed her eyes. Maybe she had been acting childish and impatient. The realization brought her more guilt, and her stupid tears seeped from her closed eyelids.

  Daniel paused to rub her throbbing bottom. “I’m sure Trevor will fill you in tomorrow morning, Emily. I’m sorry you’re frustrated that you have to wait that long, but the important thing is that you’re safe here. No one knows you’re here, little girl. No one but Trevor and I, and we care about you very much.”

  She blinked as more tears escaped her eyes, shuddering through her sobs. He kept saying he cared about her, and Trevor kept saying it too, but she didn’t entirely believe it. Why would they care about her? She was a nobody with a shady past. They were older, wiser, highly educated, and successful in their professions. She didn’t compare to them and couldn’t imagine ever feeling adequate enough to deserve their love.

  “Why?” she yelled. “How can you care about me? I’ve done so many horrible things.” She went on and on while Daniel continued caressing her tender backside. She spilled her most painful secrets, not holding back as she told him about how she ached for a place to call home and for someone to love her for who she was, except that was a tall order because she felt undeserving of anyone’s love. He didn’t interrupt her tirade once. When she finished spilling her guts, he rubbed her back until her tears stopped.

  “We love you, Emily. I loved you the first night I tucked you in. The way you smiled at me and thanked me captured my heart. Trevor loves you too. I can see it in his eyes every time he looks at you. You need to stop doubting yourself and putting yourself down. In fact, I’m making that a new rule. No putting yourself down.”

  She grinned through her tears. “Let me guess. I’ll get a spanking?”

  He yanked her panties down. “Yes, you’ll get a spanking, little girl. A very hard spanking on your bare bottom, just like this.” His hand came down upon her flesh before she could protest.

  She felt a hundred times better after opening up to Daniel. She’d never told anyone her secrets before. She’d never had anyone to tell her secrets to.

  Slaps rained down on her bare backside, but she didn’t struggle this time. She had indeed thrown a tantrum, slamming her door and stomping her feet like a child. She gasped when he struck her thighs, feeling the burn of her tears returning.

  She believed Daniel. She couldn’t explain her change of heart, but she believed he cared about her. Trevor too. She cried her heart out as she realized she was luckier than she’d thought to have met the brothers. They’d kept her safe and were helping her deal with the George situation, but their interest in her went beyond a stranger helping a stranger. They were no longer strangers or friends, but something more than that. She couldn’t define their relationship, but she wanted to stay here in this house and explore it further.

  Daniel ceased swatting her bottom and gathered her up in his arms, cradling her in his lap as he’d done after the first spanking. She latched onto him, seeking his warmth and his comfort. Breathing in his familiar masculine scent, she settled against his chest and reveled in the feel of his arms holding her securely.

  * * *

  Daniel hoped he’d gotten through to Emily. He hoped she understood just how much she meant to him, and Trevor too. He couldn’t remember the last time either of them had a date. Their busy work schedules didn’t allow it. The jokes that perhaps together they might make one good husband had never felt more real. Daniel, fortunately, had more time now that he shared his practice with another doctor, and he’d been looking forward to trying to date again soon. Except now he didn’t want to. The only woman he wanted to be with was in his arms, crying softly with her punished bottom pressing against his groin.

  Little Emily had fallen right into their lives, and she seemed amiable to minding them both. He suspected she’d be amiable to receiving both their advances as well. She might be a grown woman, but she was little at heart, and she needed the firm guidance he could provide. The day would come when she landed herself over Trevor’s knee too, and Daniel suspected their relationship would deepen after she experienced his discipline.

  “Are you feeling calmer now?” he asked, brushing the hair from her eyes.

  “Yes, sir. I’m sorry I was being such a brat.”

  He grinned and kissed the tip of her nose. The sound of her laughter was music to his ears. He kissed her nose twice more just to hear her happiness and feel her body shake with her giggles.
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  She didn’t put up a fuss as he helped her get ready for bed. Once she was tucked under the covers, she made a big show of flipping over to sleep on her stomach. He opted to forgo the lotion, wanting her to feel the full effect of her spanking, and she pouted prettily when he announced this.

  “Not fair,” she grumbled, sticking her lower lip out.

  Daniel reached under the covers and cupped her bottom. “Oh it’s fair, little girl.” He grew quiet as he contemplated taking their relationship a step further. Emily looked so peaceful with her cheek resting on the pillow, her long blonde hair strewn around her head. He slipped his hand up her leg and inside her panties, watching with delight as her eyes grew wide and her face flushed. She kept her thighs spread slightly, not blocking his access to her pussy.

  “What are you doing?” she whispered.

  “Helping you relax. Now be a good girl and keep your legs spread.”

  She nodded and gasped when he discovered the dampness coating her pussy lips. Her bottom arched against his hand, and she whimpered when his fingers delved between her plump folds, finding even more wetness.

  “You’re soaking wet, Emily.”

  She met his gaze with a concerned look. “Is that bad?”

  Smiling, he shook his head. “No, sweetheart. It’s very good. It means you’re responsive to me. Now close your eyes.”

  She obeyed, her eyes fluttering shut, and Daniel continued to explore her heated arousal, drawing the moisture from her core all over her pussy, but purposefully avoiding her clit. He pulled her panties down until they bunched at her knees, then once again focused on her glistening slit. Her little moans and gyrations drove him wild, and his cock grew harder with each passing moment. He ached to sink deep within her wet inner core. Grasping her butt cheeks, he spread her wide to reveal her tiny rosebud, pulsing as she clenched and unclenched the cute little hole.