Wash the Devil From My Hands

Jeffrey was instantly intoxicated by the sight of her bare skin. His eyes widened as he took in the sight. She was so vulnerable and here she was, damn near naked and waiting, anticipating his next move. Jeffrey toed his shoes off, setting them by the door in order to keep his steps that much quieter.

Jeffrey walked over towards Kaylee, watching as her hands fisted the sheets beneath her. She was scared, part of her should be. He reached out a hand, gripping her shoulder. “Kaylee, I want you to tell Daddy exactly what it is you did wrong today.”

Jeffrey’s hand trained down her back, his fingertips exploring her soft skin. When he got to her ass, he grabbed each cheek, squeezing the flesh in his grip. “I need to know that you understand exactly what it is that you did wrong. If you do understand, maybe I can change your punishment. If you don’t understand, well, then what I was planning will still happen.” He trailed his hands back up the canvas of her back, finger tips dancing the entire way.

Kaylee's mind began to race as she made a mental list of everything that she had done wrong. At this point, her heart was pounding so hard that she felt it in her skull, hard enough that it was hard to think. She bit down on her bottom lip, wondering if she should even try and talk. She was sure that she would make a complete and utter fool of herself.

"I-I," Kaylee started, cursing silently when she couldn't even get through a word without stuttering. "I was rude when you came into my room. A-and I didn't look at you when I spoke." The admission caught her stomach to drop - she was talking now and she wasn't looking at him. Kaylee shrunk into the mattress, hoping that it wouldn't cause Jeffrey to lash out at her.

"I didn't greet you when I walked into the kitchen," Kaylee stopped, swallowing around the lump that continued to grow in her throat. "And I kept saying you didn't have to punishment. I should be thankful you care enough to correct my behaviour," Kaylee was barely whispering toward the end. She hated the words she spoke but she was hopeful that since she was trying, that it would make Jeffrey happier with her.

Jeffrey couldn’t contain the smirk that was spread across his face. Not only was Kaylee being compliant with him, but she was speaking words he thought he was going to have to battle her own. His hands trailed down her back once more, fingertips memorizing the path that they were taking. “Such a good girl,” Jeffrey murmured as the pads of his finger dug gently into the skin over her lower back. He allowed his fingers to continue their adventure, following down her panties right before his hand descended between her thighs. Jeffrey knew if he kept this up, her body would comply with him no matter what her mind was telling her.

“So you do know what you did wrong?” He asked, before landing a small smack to her rear. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt her, but just enough so to grab her attention. “I’ve told you from the get go my limits are pretty clear, so why do you keep testing the limits, Kaylee?”

Jeffrey smacked her once more, a little harder this time, yet still not hard enough to cause her skin to sting yet. “You need to count out loud every time I spank you—I’ll just double what I have already done each time you don’t. Understood?”

Kaylee found that when Jeffrey praised her, the corners of her mouth turned upward in a slight smile. If he was happy, that meant she did well and that meant, hopefully there would be no further punishment. She yelped out of surprise when his hand landed on her, her eyes flying open as she twisted in an attempt to watch him. At least if she expected it, she could handle what was coming her way.

"I'm sorry," Kaylee's voice was small, reflecting exactly how she felt. She felt like a small child being scolded but what else was there for her to do? "I just... I didn't know. I'm sorry, Dadd-" Kaylee 's apology was cut short as she watched his hand lift again. Her stomach twisted into a knot. She winced but otherwise didn't react when she felt the smack.

Kaylee shook her head, burying her face into the fabric beneath her head. She didn't want to count, she didn't want to feel the pain. She had apologized already, wasn't that enough? "Okay," Kaylee relented, her body tensing more and more with each passing moment as her anticipation grew.

Jeffrey repeated his actions five more times, praising her with a small “good” every time that she counted out loud. Jeffrey looked down at her reddened skin, only small, small welts rising in the wake where his fingers had connected. He rubbed her skin, soothing the stinging he knew she had to be feeling. His other hand was gripping her waist, keeping her still—she kept wriggling out of his grasp, but he didn’t deem that something worth a punishment. Yet.

Jeffrey allowed his hand to venture further down, delving between her thighs for a brief moment, his finger skimming her panties on his way back up. “Doesn’t seem like you aren’t enjoying it, Kaylee?”

Jeffrey used a thumb to toy around her panties once more, enjoying the way she squirmed under his grasped. He finally let go over her, the smile never leaving his face. “Tell Daddy how you feel, baby.”

Kaylee shook under Jeffrey's hand, struggling with keeping herself in place. Each time she had tried to squirm away, his grip would tighten and that was all the explanation that Kaylee needed to understand she should be staying still. Her heart was racing as she shivering beneath his grasp, her eyes widening as his fingers dipped further south than it had so far. Her eyes widened as she dug hr toes into the floorboards, using the leverage to push herself further up the bed, hopefully away from his touch.

"Ashamed," Kaylee answered before she could consider the ramifications of the wrong answer. She hadn't even realized that she had been reacting until Jeffrey pointed it out to her. She shook her head, drawing in a deep breath. "Don't. Don't make me," Kaylee pleaded, not even sure she knew what she was asking for at this point. SHe didn't want him touching her but she didn't want to be made to touch him even more.

Jeffrey quirked an eyebrow as she began to plead for him to stop. He ground his teeth together and let out a sharp exhale. He used the hand that was gripping her to flip her over, so that she was laying on her back and now looking up at him. Jeffrey stared down at her, his gaze intense and heavy as he looked into her eyes. “You’re going to want to, sooner than you think, little Kaylee…”

Jeffrey’s hand was flat against her hip bone, pinning her to the bed beneath him. His eyes roamed her body once more, appreciating the way her breasts looked, so very exposed to him at the moment. “You’ll be begging for Daddy soon enough, I promise you that.”

Jeffrey lifted his hand off her quickly and took a step back, watching as she laid still. “Get dressed and I will get the cable hooked up in your room.” Jeffrey began to take a step away from her, but turned back around. “But first, you need to thank me for correcting your behavior.”

Kaylee's breath grew ragged as she was flipped over, her arms reaching to cover her breasts as she stared up at him. She didn't so much as blink as she listened to him speak. She hung onto each and every word, preparing herself with the thought that Jeffrey would b taking whatever he wanted.

She only began to relax once Jeffrey took a step back, surprised despite her hope when he turned away from her. Kaylee's eyes started to close, only to fly open when Jeffrey's voice sounded again. Oh. "Thank you for caring enough to correct my behavior," Kaylee responded, supplementing the appreciation like she had earlier.

Once alone, Kaylee started to dress, all to eager to have the barrier between Jeffrey and her body. She hesitated, wondering if she should wait in the play room or head back over to her room. Deciding against it after a moment, Kaylee made her way back toward her room, careful when she stepped through the doorway. Jeffrey was already inside but they had just been in the same room. Did she have to thank him? Kaylee thought it was silly but the lingering sting wasn't very silly at all. "Hi, Daddy," Kaylee spoke, wringing her hands together. "I... uh," Kaylee paused to clear her throat. "Thank you for setting up the cable for me."

Jeffrey nodded as he crouched over the cable box, hooking up all of the wires and connectors that needed to be secured in order for her television to play cable. “You’re welcome,” he affirmed before directing her to sit down on the bed. “As long as you listen and pay attention to the things I say, I can give you whatever it is that you want. You behave well, you’ll get the things you want and have fun and be rewarded. You behave badly and you get punishment… and maybe still have some fun depending on the severity of what you did.”

When Jeffrey was done, he straightened up and turned around to look at her. He wiped his hands on his jeans before crossing his arms and looking at her. “What is one thing, the one thing, that you have ever wanted to have that your parents always told you that you couldn’t have Kaylee?”

Kaylee pulled her legs up, crossing them as she watched Jeffrey finish with the cable wires. She was quiet, wondering what the rest of her life was going to involve. She couldn't help but be nervous, she had no clue what Jeffrey would end up doing to her. While he had made his expectations clear, Kaylee hadn't thought that he would spank her and reward her just moments later. If she had been more confident, she would have likely asked Jeffrey but she didn't want to push him toward taking it away from her.

Her brows pulled together at the question. More than a few moments passed as she cocked her head to the side, trying to figure out what to tell him. "A nose piercing," she finally said, deciding that there was no way that would ever happen. Her parents had more or less forbidden her from getting one and she had given up the thought. Even when she moved out, she wouldn't because she knew it would upset them. "But I'm okay with it. I mean, what if it got infected or something, right?"

Jeffrey’s eyebrows furrowed at her confession. He didn’t know exactly what he was expecting her to say, but he definitely did not expect for her to say she wanted a nose piercing. But, that got his wheels turning. Maybe, after a few months and he could finally trust her, maybe he would take her on a small outing and grant her wish. But at that point and time Jeffrey couldn’t imagine it truly happening.

“A nose piercing?” He mimicked her words. He turned to her, a small smile pulling at her lips. “I couldn’t see that coming from you. What made you want to get a nose piercing in the first place?”

There was a small chair in the corner of the room; Jeffrey waltzed over and sat down casually. If there was going to be trust built, they needed to have normal conversations like this every once in a while. He needed her to feel like she could come to him with things, or speak to him about everyday life—it would make her feel more comfortable and allow him to rest assured she wasn’t going to try anything stupid.

Kaylee frowned, pulling her knees up to her chest as Jeffrey looked at her. She felt like her answer had been strange to him somehow, like it was a silly thing to want. Which was exactly what she had been told from the moment she mentioned wanting one from her parents. She respected them and understood why they thought like that but now, she felt like answering Jeffrey's questions was just like answering theirs. But she knew better than to not answer him. She had already managed to upset Jeffrey enough, she didn't want to do it all over again.

"I dunno. I guess just some of my friends were getting it and I really liked the look of it on some girls but I mean, it is a pretty serious decision and it isn't professional so I get that I shouldn't get one," Kaylee explained, her disappointment coming through. The corner of Kaylee's lips twitched upward for a moment before dropping again.

"But that's completely out of the question now, isn't it?" The question slipped before Kaylee had a chance to really think about what it had the potential to imply.

Jeffrey watched as Kaylee brought her knees to her chest. He knew she was doing it to make herself smaller; he could tell that she was still uncomfortable and wanted out of the situation. But that wasn’t going to happen, now was it? He listened as she explained her reasoning behind it, he knew that there was more to it than what she was playing it off as. He knew it was probably also a rebellion away from her parents, which was understandable.

Jeffrey smirked slightly at her, an idea forming in his head. “Maybe if you are good, and if I can learn to trust you and know you aren’t going to pull anything or try to do something stupid… Maybe I can make the nose piercing happen. How does that sound?”

Kaylee, she knew it was a horrible idea to even play with the idea of running away after the punishment she had been doled out but she simply couldn't help it. She knew she would run given the chance, she just had to work on gaining Jeffrey's trust. Whatever that meant doing, Kaylee would do. She just hoped it wouldn't come to anything that he had spoken about. She didn't want to wear pink and frilly things and drink from a stupid bottle or suck on a pacifier. All of it seemed horrifying but as long as she didn't end up being touched or having to touch, Kaylee would deal with it.

"I would like that," Kaylee whispered, keeping her attention focused on her lap. She didn't want to look up, she didn't want to even be in the same room as Jeffrey but his warning ran through her mind. Her head snapped up, her eyes locking on Jeffrey. "S-Sorry. I didn't mean to look away. I just.. I dunno. I'm trying? I'm sorry," her voice grew small. "Please. I promise I'll be good."

Jeffery watched Kaylee intently as she spoke. Her words were muffled as he listened, simply because his mind was elsewhere. Kaylee was even more beautiful to him in person than the pictures she had shared with him online. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch her soft skin and hold the girl close to him as he rocked her back and forth… But Jeffery had been down this road before. He knew it was far too soon. He needed Kaylee to believe in him, to trust in him, and to learn to crave his touch, his punishments, and the instructions he gave out to her.

“You just have to be a good girl,” Jeffery stated. “It isn’t that hard, baby. You were a good girl for your parents, you told me so. If you can be a good girl for them, can’t you do the same for me?”