“My little girl is very well-behaved,” Andrew told Dave. “She does sometimes argue about things, but she usually does exactly as I say, don’t you, Molly?”
Molly nodded. “Yes, sir,” she whispered. She had so trained herself to not talk this way in the office that it felt funny to do it in front of someone else.
“And what happens if you don’t listen to Andrew?” Dave asked. Molly looked to her daddy for guidance, unsure if she should tell his friend the truth or not. Andrew nodded his head, encouraging her to go ahead.
Molly looked down at the floor and whispered, “If I don’t do as I’m told, then I have to be punished.”
“And how are you punished, little girl?” Andrew asked, his face showing that he was taking great delight in sharing this with his friend.
Molly took a deep breath, as if she was about to dive into water. “When I’m naughty I get a spanking,” Molly confessed.
Dave didn’t look surprised. Molly realized that Andrew had told him all of this in advance, but that didn’t make her blush any less as she explained it all to him.
“Mmmm,” Dave said. “I quite enjoy the idea of you getting your bottom spanked.” He smiled at Andrew across the table. “Does your daddy pull your panties down when he spanks you?” Dave wanted to know.
Molly shyly admitted that he did.
“If you like the idea of watching Molly get spanked,” Andrew told Dave, “you’re in luck. My little girl is actually due a spanking tonight.”
Molly stared at Andrew in surprise.
“Why am I due a spanking?” she asked. She couldn’t think of anything she had done out of the ordinary recently. She had been well-behaved at work, and certainly hadn’t done anything that could be considered rude to Dave. No, Molly thought she had been perfectly behaved recently.
Andrew gave her a serious look. “I found something when I was cleaning up the living room last night. Do you know what it might be?”
Molly shook her head. She genuinely had no idea.
“It was your change of address form. What were you supposed to do with that, Molly?” Andrew asked her.
Molly felt her stomach do a little flip-flop. She had filled out the form like Andrew had instructed her to, but entirely forgotten to mail it. “Oh,” was all she could say.
“Oh,” repeated Andrew. “I told you to mail that, didn’t I? I think we had a very serious conversation about that, in fact.”
Molly hung her head. “I’m sorry!” she cried, for a second forgetting the fact that she was being observed. “I just forgot about it. I didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I believe you that you didn’t do it on purpose, but it was still very irresponsible of you, young lady,” Andrew scolded. “We talked about why you needed to send that form in right away, and I know you knew it was important.”
“Do you still like me?” Molly blurted out. Andrew sighed.
“Baby girl, nothing in the world could make me stop liking you. Besides, you know that I don’t just like you. I love you. I adore you.”
Molly felt her heart calm down a little bit; it had been going crazy in her chest.
“But you also know that I’m going to spank your bottom now, and hard, don’t you?”
Molly nodded with resignation.
“Daddy’s friend is going to watch you get punished,” Andrew added.
The idea of Dave watching Andrew bare her bottom and put her over his lap to spank her was strangely exciting to Molly. She couldn’t explain why, but she really couldn’t explain why she liked any of the things that she did. It just made her stomach flip-flop and her pussy drip with wetness.
Dave gave Molly a friendly glance. “Are you alright with me watching you get punished?” he asked.
Molly bit her lip and nodded.
“Good,” Andrew said. “I want you to get up and go stand in the corner of the living room. Put your face against the wall and think about being more responsible in the future. You’re doing much better than you were before, but you have to keep putting in effort, and I’m going to give you a very firm reminder of that fact.”
“Yes, daddy,” Molly whispered, scuttling off to the corner.
She put her face against the wall like she had been told to and tried her best to be patient as she waited for her impending punishment. The minutes dragged on as she stood still, deprived of any stimulus. It was boring, but she found that she was able to tolerate it without much wiggling. Still, it felt like hours had passed by the time that she felt Andrew’s firm grip on her arm.
He led her out of the corner and into the middle of the room, where a straight-backed chair from the dining room was waiting. Dave was seated on the couch, where he would have a perfect view of what was about to happen. Andrew sat down in the chair. Molly noticed that sitting on the floor near the chair was a heavy-looking wooden hairbrush. She let out a little gasp when she saw it.
“Are you going to spank me with that?” she asked, her voice worried.
Andrew nodded. “This is serious, Molly. I need you to learn your lesson about this. When I tell you to do something, you need to do it. If you can’t count on yourself to remember to do it later, you need to do it right away. We talked about why changing your address is important and I know you remember the reasons. So yes, I’m going to bare your bottom and spank you with my hand, and then I’m going to spank you with the hairbrush. It’s going to burn and sting and leave you with a very, very sore bottom, but I know that it’s going to teach you a lesson that you won’t forget. I’m sure that having an audience will help you to remember this spanking for a long time, too, won’t it?”
Molly chewed her lip as her daddy finished his lecture, but quietly agreed.
“Good. It’s time for you to get over my lap, then,” he told her.
Molly climbed over Andrew’s lap, assuming what had become a very familiar position for her. He lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties.
“Now your bare bottom is on display for Dave to see,” Andrew said, as if Molly needed reminding.
She covered her face with her hands in shame. She didn’t have long to focus on this, though, since after just a moment of gentle rubbing, the spanking began. Andrew peppered her bottom with smacks, starting hard from the very first one. Molly found herself having trouble controlling herself over his lap, and she began to buck and squirm almost immediately.
“Hold still, Molly,” Andrew warned. “This is just the very start of your spanking. This is going to be long and hard, and I don’t want to spend the whole time fighting you.”
Molly tried to hold still. She really did. But the pain of the spanking, combined with the embarrassment of being watched by someone she had just met, added to the guilt over disappointing Andrew was all too much. Everything felt more intense when she was being observed. She was overwhelmed, and despite her best efforts to be obedient, she continued to kick and struggle. Andrew stopped spanking her for a moment and pinned her legs under one of his, limiting her motion.
“I’m sorry!” she begged. It didn’t slow down the speed with which Andrew was reddening her bottom.
“I know you are. I truly believe you, honey,” he told her. “I also know that I don’t want you to forget this punishment, and so it’s going to be hard. I want you to hand me the hairbrush now.”
Molly swallowed hard and reached out to grab the brush from the floor in front of her. She handed it back to the doctor. He wasted no time in starting to use it. The first smack made Molly lunge forward on his lap and cry out.
“Daaddddy!” she wailed. “That hurts!”
“I know it does,” he told her. “That’s why it’s part of your punishment.” He spanked her much less quickly once he began to use the hairbrush, but each swat counted a thousand times more. They felt hot and they burned. Her bottom was being turned into white-hot agony. Still, Andrew didn’t stop. Tears began to form in Molly’s eyes, and her yelps turned to pitiful sobs.
“I’m sorry, daddy!” she insisted.
“I promise I won’t do it again! I’ll be a good little girl!”
“I know you will, sweetie,” Andrew said, smacking her again and again. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he paused. “Dave,” he said, addressing his friend, who Molly had almost forgotten was watching. She was far too sore to care about anything like that. “Do you think that Molly has learned her lesson?”
“I think she almost has,” he said. “Maybe about ten more with the hairbrush,” he suggested.
“That sounds good to me,” Andrew said, and he started to spank her again.
Although the end of her punishment was in sight, Molly couldn’t even count the swats. He gave them to her in a flurry and she sobbed over his lap. Then it was over. Molly slowly took a deep breath as Andrew unpinned her legs, letting her up off his lap. He then pulled her up into his arms, hugging her tight.
Molly cried on his shoulder for a little while, unaware of anything else except the sting in her bottom and the love that Andrew wrapped her up in. When she was finally calm, she looked at Dave. She half expected him to look terrified, but instead, he was grinning from ear to ear.
“Thank you both so much for sharing this with me,” he said.
“You’re very welcome,” Andrew said.
“You’re welcome,” Molly repeated. She then turned to her daddy. “Thank you for spanking me, sir,” she whispered. Andrew kissed her nose.
“I love you, little girl,” he said.
* * *
Dave had his interview the following day. Andrew had laughed at many times Molly wished him good luck with it before he left. It was obvious that Andrew wasn’t the only one who hoped that his friend would be moving to the area soon. Andrew was glad that things had worked out so well between the three of them the night before. Dave had been so fascinated by Andrew and Molly’s relationship when Andrew had explained it over the phone, and he had truly enjoyed showing it off. Having an audience as he spanked Molly had been exhilarating.
Around the time that Dave would be going in for his interview, Andrew decided to try calling Questru again. After her punishment last night, Molly had fallen quickly asleep on the sofa. Andrew had once again carried her up to bed, this time tucking her into his own bed with a kiss.
After this, he and Dave had talked late into the night about the Mialis situation, among many other topics. Dave had the same strong feelings on the topic that Molly did, and he had pointed out that as much as Andrew was teaching Molly about responsibility, she was teaching him about things, too. Andrew realized that he was right. He had gotten a bit too jaded, and Molly’s passionate desire to right wrongs, although sometimes misdirected and sometimes not dealt with calmly enough, was one of her best characteristics. Andrew was happy to let it rub off on him.
This time when he called, Andrew was connected to Mark Adams, the regional director, right away. Andrew launched into the whole story about what had happened with Marcel, starting with how he had left materials in his office without asking permission.
“Well,” the director had said, “that could easily have been a misunderstanding.”
Andrew had continued on to describe how he had received mail from Marcel at his house. “I still can’t explain how he got my address,” Andrew told Mark.
Mark had a harder time defending against this. “We certainly don’t encourage any of our representatives to direct correspondence to a doctor’s home address, nor do we give out that information.”
Andrew suggested that Marcel might have found his address by snooping in the office trash.
“That would certainly be out of line, if that was the case, but that’s purely speculation,” Mark had said.
Next, Andrew had explained his appointment with Melissa, and how she had told Andrew that she got the brochure from her school’s nurse.
“Surely she must have made that up,” Mark told Andrew, starting to sound particularly defensive. “That’s entirely against the Questru policy, and probably the law.”
“No,” Andrew said definitively. “She didn’t make it up. I talked to the nurse at her school, and she said that Marcel had visited to give out materials about vaccines. He must have left the Mialis brochures then, too, because when she checked again, the nurse found that there were still some there.” There was silence on the other end of the phone. “There’s more,” the doctor told him.
“There’s more?” Mark asked with disbelief.
“Yes. I called other schools in the area and talked to the nurses there. Marcel visited every single high school and distributed the brochures there.” Andrew didn’t need to talk about his concerns about giving out free samples, since he had never come up with any evidence to support this. “You can’t peddle prescription diet pills to high school students,” Andrew said firmly. “I think you can see why this is a problem.”
The call had ended with Mark apologizing profusely and promising Andrew that Marcel was going to be terminated immediately and that he could rest assured that this sort of thing would never happen again. After hanging up the phone, Andrew sat back in his seat, feeling triumphant. He called Molly into his office. His little girl walked in confidently. Andrew took note of the way that she seemed to be exactly where she belonged whenever he saw her now.
“Guess what just happened?” he asked.
“I dunno,” Molly said coyly. “You tell me.”
Andrew couldn’t stop himself from smiling. “I just got off the phone with Questru. At first, they didn’t believe me about Marcel, but when I told them everything I learned, they were just as outraged as we were.”
Molly clapped her hands happily. “Did Marcel get fired?”
Andrew told her that he did.
“Hooray!” Molly cheered. “For once, someone got fired who deserved it!”
Andrew gave Molly a kiss on the cheek. “How does it feel to never have to worry about being fired again?” he asked, since she had brought it up. He studied her girlish little face as she shrugged, rubbing her chin against her shoulder. It amazed him how he could do such dirty things to Molly and yet when he had a normal conversation with her, she would return to such a shy state. That was the way his little girl was, though, and he loved everything about her.
“It feels amazing,” she told him. “You’re the one who makes me feel that way. I feel like nothing bad can ever happen to me again when I’m with you.”
Andrew grinned. “I can’t promise you that, but I can promise you that no matter what does happen, I’ll be there to get you through it. I know I’ve said this to you before, but I really can’t imagine my life without you. That’s why it was so important for me that you meet Dave.”
Molly looked confused. “What do you mean?” she asked.
“Dave is my best friend,” Andrew started to explain. Molly nodded her understanding. “He’s known me for years now, and he’s met every girl that I’ve had a serious relationship with. He even used to live with me and my ex-girlfriend when we were in school. When I first started telling him about you, he was a little skeptical.”
“What were you saying?” Molly wanted to know.
“I was telling him that you were perfect for me. That taking care of you makes me feel like a complete person for the first time. That the same way that being a doctor lets me look after my patients, that I get to look after you and make your life richer. I told him how you’ve made me see the world as a magical place. I told him how you trust me, and what that means to me. And I told him that you’re the sexiest human being on the planet.”
Molly looked like she might cry.
Andrew felt his heart beating hard in his chest as he continued, feeling a bit shy and abashed himself. “After he met you, and after I showed him what we have together, he understood what I meant. He assured me that I did know what I was talking about, and that I should never, ever let you go.” Andrew took Molly’s hand. “Promise me that you’ll always be mine?” he asked.
“I promise,” Molly whispered.
The End
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
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