~13~

Saturday, April.24----1:15am

There we stood, in the middle of Marcus's bedroom, me with a dumbfounded look on my face and Marcus, with the most happiest expression displayed on his face.

"A-are you serious?" Iasked in complete shock.

There is no way he wants to be my boyfriend, let alone my daddy and dom.

He gently cupped both sides of my face with his hands, "Why wouldn't I want to be yours?" He asked this with the biggest most giddy smile on his face.

I began to tear up. Marcus quickly brought me into a tight hug, cradling my head with his hand. "What's wrong, baby?" As he asked this, worry laced with every word and he lifted me off the ground.

I quickly wrapped my short legs around his waist and he cradled my small bubble butt with one hand, the other still cradling my head. I continued to cry into the crook of his neck. He quickly walked us to the bed and sat down. He placed me in his lap and rubbed small circles on my back as I cried.

"Tell me what's wrong, little one." He cooed at me.

Just like that, I slipped into little space.

"I's wust swo 'appy, daddy."

"Awe. How old are you, baby boy?" He cooed at me.

I lifted my head out of Marcus's neck, wiping my eyes and face with the back of my tiny fists. I lifted up three fingers, "Fwee, dada."

"Awe, my little prince." Marcus cooed as he booped my nose with his index finger.

"Swilly daddy!" I giggled.

"Yes. Daddy is very silly, baby."

I just kept smiling at him. I suddenly gasped and crawled out of his lap, making my way towards my purse.

I started looking through my purse when Marcus curiously asked, "What are you looking for, baby?"

"Me paci."

"Okay, baby. Do you need my help?"

"I's dwon' needs help daddy, I's bwig boy!" I looked back and smiled at him.

"Oh really?" He asked, rasing an eye brow at me.

"Yesh I's is!" I screamed at him, paci in hand.

"Inside voice, baby." Marcus warned.

"NO!" I screamed, a smile beaming on my face.

"Baby." Marcus warned, giving me a stern look.

"NO NO NO!!" I screamed once again, my smile widening.

Marcus got up off the bed and marched over to me, a dissapointed look evident on his face. Honestly, that look hurt more than the punishment that I knew was coming my way.

"I warned you to behave and use your inside voice. Go sit on the bed." Marcus pointed toward the bed.

Not wanting to be in any more trouble than I was already in, I slowly walked over to the bed, head hung low. Marcus followed closely behind me to the bed.

"Lay over my knees." He said, as he spread his thighs out a little bit, in an attempt to make it more comfortable for me.

I slowly layed out, on my stomach, over his thighs, my butt perched in the air a bit.

"Before, you recieve your punishment, what did you do that was bad?" He asked as he lifted up the shirt a bit and pulled down the panties, revealing my bare butt.

"I-I w-welled w-when d-dada sa-said t-to b-bwe w-wiet an-and wu-wuse m-my's inswide v-voice." I stuttered out.

"Yes, very good baby. I'm going to give you four spankies okay?"

I slowly nodded.

Marcus lightly squeezed my left butt cheek, "Use your words baby."

"O-otay, d-daddy."

"I want you to count, love. Can you do that?"

"Otay, daddy."

Marcus smiled a smile that appeared to hold sympethy and proudness.

He lightly struck my left cheek, the pain not being as much as I had expected.

"W-won" (this is spelled like this instead of 'one' because he pronounces it w/ a strong 'w' btw)

He struck my right cheek with the same force as my left. "T-too"

He struck the left again, but this time, harsher than before. "Fw-fwee"

He repeated the same process on the third spanky for the fourth spanky. "Fw-fwour"

Once he had finished, there were tears pricking at my eyes.

He pulled up my panties and pulled down my shirt.

He then pulled me into his lap, careful of my newly-hurt bum.

"Do you need lotion or do you just want to sleep, little one?" He carefully asked me, planting a soft kiss to my temple, then another to my forehead.

"I's sweepy, dada." As I said this, I yawned loudly, making Marcus laugh.

"Okay baby." He picked up my paci and placed it in my mouth. "We'll go over rules, rewards and punishments tomorrow."

At this, I whined.

"No whining baby." Marcus gently scolded.

"Can I's has a kissy, dada?" I asked him, a cheeky yet sleepy grin, displayed on my face.

"Of course you can baby." He lightly chuckled, placing a gentle kiss on my chin.

"Nwo~I's wants a bwig boy kissy~" I lightly whined.

He gave me a stern look, a warning to not whine. Then, placed a soft kiss on my lips.

At this, I slipped out of little space and began deepening the kiss. I licked his bottom lip, wanting access. He granted me access and we began to roam each other's mouths.

Marcus slipped away and smirked. "You're out of little space aren't you?"

I just nodded and layed down, yawning. He chuckled and softly kissed my lips, once again.

A small smile spread across my sleepy face.

Marcus wrapped an arm securely around my waist, making me turn over and shove my face into his chest.

With that, we fell into a deep, comforting and loving sleep, dreaming of the most happiest things.