hide and seek.

Clover's face lit up with a bright smile when Brandon spoke about her being a good girl. She was coming around to the praise because if Brandon was praising her like that, it meant that she was doing good. It meant that he wasn't angry with her and that she wouldn't be hurt any time soon. or so she hoped any way.

Following Brandon into the back yard, Clover was quick to keep up with him but in her excitement, Clover started tugging on his arm in an attempt to get to the flowers faster. It had been so long since he let her out of the house that anything sounded like a good idea. Clover still stayed close to Brandon even after he released her, remembering all too quickly about the reminder. Being punished was the last thing that she wanted. But when Brandon asked fo a big girl kiss, Clover couldn't help but whine as she tilted her head back, a blush appearing on her cheeks. After a moment, Clover leaned up on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his mouth, inching closer to him. "I'm a big girl," she declared, her voice sounding childish despite her best efforts.

Clover walked back and forth in the flower field, picking some of the flowers and putting them tucked behind her ear. She grinned to herself, looking up to Brandon. She noticed that he was preoccupied with something else and almost immediately, CLover had an idea to play a game with him. The little flower field had a small outcrop of trees off to the side and she all but ran for them, biting back a giggle as she moved to hide behind one of the trees. Surely a little game of hide and seek wouldn't get her into trouble.

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When Clover gave him that kiss, all Brandon wanted to do was reach out and grab those delicious hips of hers. Pull her close to him before taking her in the field of flowers. The picture of her laying under him naked with he bright ass flowers around her. Poking up between their legs as they fucked. That was hot as many scenes. He would LOVE to make it come true. Maybe, when Clover tired and just before her afternoon nap, he'll take her.

Feeling a vibrate in his pocket, Brandon pulled his phone out of his pocket and saw a text from his boss. He was scheduling a drug run and needed Brandon to act as the driver. Typing a quick reply to say he'll accept the job and will wait for more info. Raising his eyes to make sure that Clover was still close to him, his mouth opened at what he was seeing. She was running, Clover was making a fucking run for it. After all that they have gone through, she was fucking running. He thought she was finally coming around. He thought that Clover was broken and needed him. But it seemed like that was a lie.

A growl escaped from Brandon as he quickly ran after Clover. He didn't hear her giggles as he was too far away when she made them, so he didn't see the playful look in her eyes. Red was the only thing he was seeing.

Running into the small bundle of trees, a panic look was on Brandon's face. Where was Clover? Where did she go? What if she actually found her way to the road? Shit! Looking around the small group of trees, a small sigh escaped from him as he spotted her. "Clover!" Brandon roared as he grabbed onto her shoulders roughly when he got near her. "I told you to stay in my sight!" He yelled, then raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face. "Bad girl! You know better than to do that! Daddy isn't happy with you!" He told her.

Grabbing the cuffs from his back pocket, Brandon acted quick and cuffed Clovers' arms around the tree she was by. Her back pressing against the tree's trunk. "Bad girl, Clover!" Brandon seethed as he turned his back from her and placed his hands on his hips. Raising his hand, he rubbed his eyes tiredly with his pointer finger and thumb. Shit. How could he have almost let the love of his life run from him?

Clover reached up and pressed her hand against her mouth to quiet her giggles as she hid behind the tree, her eyes wide and excited as she watched Brandon run into the trees. He hadn't spotted her yet. This was the best game ever. Clover was thinking about all of the kisses she would have to reward Brandon with when he finally found her, having gotten distracted by the thought, that she didn't even see him when he first spotted her. Clover looked up when Brandon shouted her name and the excited look in her face fell, fear replacing them as she tried to press herself closer to the truth.

Flinching as he grabbed her shoulders, Clover's bottom lip wobbled as she looked up to him. "I-I wa-" Clover tried to start explaining herself when Brandon slapped her. She cried out, slumping against the tree as her tears started falling. Clover dissolved into a crying mess because she realized just how angry Brandon was with her and she was afraid, she couldn't remember the last time she had misbehaved. She couldn't even offer up a fight as he handcuffed her to the tree, the bark digging into her back as she hung her head. "D-D-Da," Clover kept stuttering, hiccuping as she cried. She was trying to get the explanation out but the more that she tried, the more afraid Clover was.

She started squirming and whimpering, pressing her thighs together. Clover hadn't realized she need to go until now and she knew she didn't want to wet the panties - if she did, Brandon would never let her wear big girl panties again. "Daddy," Clover whined again, her eyes screwed shut as she slumped against the tree. She wasn't squirming or trying to get out of the situation anymore. Instead, Clover was standing there, her thighs clenched as she whimpered, her bottom lip quivering.

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Roaming his eyes over the foliage that was lightly littering the area, Brandon searched. He needed to punish Clover, quickly so that she remembered what she had done wrong. If he took his time on punishing her then it could confuse her and she wouldn't know what to do. Then, spotting a long thing branch that came from a pine tree. Most of the sharp parts of the branch had been shed but they were still there in the odd spot.

Picking up the long stick that was about the length of his arm. Brandon turned towards Clover and glared as he saw her slumped against the tree. "Clover, look at me," Brandon commanded as he walked towards her. His footsteps slow and deliberate, making sure to step on the foliage to make himself seem more intimidating as he moved. "I told you to stay in my line of sight. Didn't I?" He asked, arching a brow. Waiting for her to reply. "Didn't I?" He repeated as he stopped in front of her.

Reaching out, Brandon grabbed the edges of her skirt and pulled it down to reveal her big girl panties. "These are a privilege." He said as he lightly ran his fingers along with her waistband. He noticed that she was crossing her legs, but chose to ignore it. She'll pee herself, it'll be part of her punishment. "You made Daddy angry. You scared me." Brandon told Clover as he stepped back a couple of steps. "Bad girl Clover. You've been a very bad girl." He said as he used the branch and whipped her against her bare thighs, heaving a couple of tint scratches from the spines on the branch. If she did manage to pee herself, it'll burn from the acid in her urine. Raising the branch, Brandon whipped her a couple more times before letting out a low chuckle at the sight of something trailing down her legs.

"Big girls don't pee themselves, Clover," Brandon said in a taunting voice. "Bad girl." Raising the whip, Brandon slashed against her wet legs. Watching as it dripped down her legs and soaked her skirt and the dirt she was laying on.

Clover choked back a sob as she looked up to meet Brandon's gaze. Her eyes widened at the image of the branch that he carried with her. She started shaking her head, whining as she tried to focus on not wetting herself. She sniffled, nodding her head to answer his question. "Y-Yes," she stuttered, a shiver running down her spine as Brandon tugged her skirt down her thighs. "'m s-s-sorry, D-Daddy," she whispered. Clover had managed to calm down a bit but when she realized how scared she had made Brandon, it made her feel absolutely awful.

She had been hopeful that if she apologized to Brandon that he wouldn't whip her but when he started to, Clover's resolve faltered. She cried out, arching away from the tree. The movement was enough to make her start to pee, tears rolling down her cheeks in embarrassment. Clover's thighs shook as her cheeks tinged a bright red. Clover was full of shame, Brandon's taunt only making her feel worse. Clover had been hopeful that Brandon was done punishing her and that they could just go back home because she didn't want to be outside anymore. She just wanted to be in her room, curled up and being good. If it meant Brandon not hurting her any more.

"Owowow," Clover said, shaking her head. The skirt pulled down her thighs was enough to make her struggle as she tried to tiptoe to the side, away from the punishing branch. "D-Daddy, pl-please!" Clover tried, flinching as ti was brought down to her thighs all over again. "Please."

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After counting to ten lashes, Brandon stopped. He wasn't really breathing hard from the exertion of energy, moreso from being so pissed off. Clover went against his orders, she went and ran into the trees where he obviously could not see her. She was not a good girl, not in the least bit. She still housed that rebellious streak that he was almost certain that he had wiped out of her. Damn, he was such a fool for thinking that she was ready for the outside world.

"You went against me, Clover. Knowingly." Brandon tossed the branch to the side and walked towards her, being careful to not step in the puddle around her feet. "I told you to stat where I could fucking see you, and what did you do?" He paused, raising a hand and running his knuckles lightly along her right cheek. Feeling the warmth from the bruise that was forming from where he had slapped her. "You ran and hid."

Slowly, Brandon crouched down. His eyes kept locked on Clovers as he sank lower. "You don't deserve big girl panties." He told Clover as he reached forward and hooked his fingers into the waistband where it was dry. He started to lower them down her wet legs and stopped a couple of inches from the dirt floor. "Step out, Clover. I don't want to tri you up." Brandon said calmly, then once more with more anger if she refused to listen. Then, once he had them off of her completely, Brandom held them stretched out and showed Clover. "They're all wet Clover," Brandon said calmly as he slowly let go of one end. Reaching forward he pinched her nose to stop her from breathing. "Open up and suck on them like your pacifier." He commanded. Pinching harder till she opened her mouth to gasp for air. Then he shoved the wet bottoms into her mouth. Brandon held her jaw closed as he watched Clover, waiting for her to suck the piss from her panties.

Clover shook her head, frantic as Brandon said she went against him. "N-No!" She tried, sniffling as he brushed his knuckles against her cheek. She whimpered at the pain, sure that her cheek would be bruised even by the time that they got back to the house. "I-I... w-was.. hid'n see!" Clover hiccupped, unable to finish her sentence no matter how many times she tried to explain to Brandon what she had been trying to do when she ran for the woods. She hated that she had scared Brandon, the sense of dread washing over her would have been enough to make her cry, if she hadn't been already. Brandon had made it clear that she scared him and that was all she could focus on. It wasn't even the punishment but the idea of upsetting him? That was hurting her more than she had been prepared for.

Whimpering as she stepped out of her panties, Clover pressed her thighs together. Her face crumbled as she looked up to him, hoping that this could be the end of it. Except then he was pinching her nose shut. Clover's eyes widened as she tried to pull away from him. Inhaling sharply when she couldn't handle it anymore, Clover tried to turn her face away from her panties.

Clover gagged, her face scrunching as her eyes locked with his. Please. When Clover realized that he didn't care one bit about her reasoning, Clover started to suck on her panties just like she had been told to. Big, crocodile tears rolled down her cheeks as her face turned a bright red. The humiliation that she had felt in the past was nothing compared to what he was making her do now.

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A low dark chuckle escaped from Brandon as he watched Clover doing as he had told her. A smark worked it's way onto his lips as he watched. Amazed that she actually listened to him. He was expecting more of a fight. For her to go down fighting til her last breath before taking her panties into her mouth. What a shame, but none the less, he was happy. Having Clover be a good girl was better then her being a bad girl.

Watching Clover suck on her panties for a couple of moments, Brandon finally reached out and slowly started to pull them from her mouth. They no longer smelled of urine so he was pretty sure she sucked them clean. "Now, we're going to go inside and you're going to let me get you cleaned up and into a diaper. Alright?" Brandon spoke slowly, giving Clover a stern look. "You'll behave, right? I know you want to keep wearing big girl panties but you're not big enough. You just proved that to both of us. Right?"

Once Clover agreed, Brandon uncuffed Clover and grabbed onto her wrist. No hand holding since she was still technically being punished. He led her up towards the house and inside, straight to her nursery. "Up you go," Brandon said as he easily picked her up by her hips and placed Clover onto the changing table. "Leaned back, Clover. Hips up." Brandon instructed, waiting for her to comply before moving around to get the wet wipes and a diaper for her.

Clover dragged in a ragged breath, her head hanging after Brandon pulled the panties from her mouth. She could have cried from relief when Brandon told her that they were going back to the house. She could stay there forever if it meant that Brandon didn't have to punish her like that again. "Y-Yes, Daddy," the words came out mumbled as Brandon demanded an answer from her. Her legs wobbled as her arms dropped to hang by her sides when Brandon finally released her arms. When she looked at her wrists, she noticed places where her skin was red and raw from having tugged on her arms.

Following after Brandon when he pulled on her wrist, Clover kept her head down as her shoulders shook. She was still crying but she was quiet now, reaching up to rub at her eyes with her free hand. When Brandon led her into the nursery, Clover all but threw herself backward and lifted her hips up in an effort to please him. Her arms wrapped around her torso as she stared at the ceiling, just wanting to disappear at the moment.

"D-Daddy?" Clover squeaked, her voice coming out timid and afraid. "'m s-sorry.. d-di-didn't mean t-to.. s-scare you," she whispered, her bottom lip wobbling as she thought about how scared Brandon had been. Just the thought was enough to get her worked up all over again.

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Opening the pack of baby wipes, Brandon started to wipe down Clover's crotch and her legs. Getting every crust of dry pee off of her. Making her smell fresh and clean with the baby powder scented wipes. "Hm?" Brandon mumbled as he took the diaper out next and was quick to put it on, Clover. He tapped the side of her right thigh as a small signal that she could lower her hips and sit up.

As Clover started to apologize, Brandon couldn't help but arch an eyebrow. "Thank you for apologizing baby girl," Brandon said quietly once Clover sat up. A small smile tugging onto his lips as he looked into her beautiful eyes. Reaching out, Brandon tucked a strand of hair behind Clover's ear. She was just so breathtaking, he couldn't believe that she was his.

"How about a nice bottle for lunch?" He asked, referring to her liquid diet. As she was to young for big girl food. Originally, Brandon was going to slowly allow for Clover to eat more solids, but she had ruined that for herself. Reaching out, Brandon easily picked Clover up into his arms and carried her downstairs. "Running makes you hungry?" Brandon asked Clover as he walked into the living room and laid her down on the couch.

"Stay right there, alright. I'll get you a bottle." Brandon told Clover as he disappeared really quick to create one of the liquid meals that she's been put onto. Filled with multiple fruits, veggies, and added vitamins. As well as a third of a water pill that had actually helped her get used to wetting her diaper and needing Brandon to change her. When he returned with the bottle, Brandon scooped Clover up and held her in his arms. Her head resting against his shoulder as he brought the bottle to her lips.

Clover had lowered her hips when Brandon tapped against her thigh but she didn't sit up right away, worrying at her bottom lip. It took Brandon thanking her before she found the courage to sit back up, inching forward until she was on the edge of the changing table. She was quiet as Brandon picked her up, her arms moving to wrap around his shoulders so that she could cling to him. She sniffled, setting her head on his chest as her eyes fluttered shut. "Please," she breathed in a tiny whimper when Brandon asked if she wanted a bottle.

It had been hard to adjust to at first, not liking just the liquid diet but she had been strictly kept to it for the last month now. Clover didn't think much about it anymore, knowing what Brandon would tell her if she asked. She wasn't big enough. Clover let out the tiniest whine when Brandon set her down on the couch, looking up to watch him with a small pout. She could hear him moving around in the kitchen but she was nervous that Brandon might think she was doing something bad if she even reached for the remote for entertainment or something.

Clover perked up when Brandon appeared, her shoulders relaxing as he moved to sit down on the couch. She breathed a small sigh of relief as she was pulled onto his lap, her eyes fluttering shut as she started to drink from her bottle. Her fingers wrapped into the fabric of his shirt as she relaxed, knowing that she would end up falling asleep soon. After being punished outside, Clover was exhausted and with a full tummy, it wasn't long before she actually feel asleep in his lap.

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The moment Clover fell asleep in his lap, Brandon couldn't help the smile that he had on his lips to slip off. Clover ran from him. She wanted to play, but she didn't ask for permission first. She had scared him, he had gotten furious. She was supposed to be his, did she not feel that way fully? What could he do to train her to always ask? To train her to need him no matter what.

Slowly, an idea was forming in Brandon's mind. He watched Clover sleep in his arms for a moment before slowly standing up with her in his arms. His eyes stayed focused on her face as he carried her upstairs to her nursery. He placed her in the crib and pulled the sides up, no longer did he need to make sure she was cuffed, but. Because of today's little incident maybe he should. Hesitating for only a moment, Brandon grabbed the cuffs he had in his pocket still and cuffed one of her wrists to the bar of the crib. Then, he turned and left the room, letting Clover sleep for an hour or so.

When it was time to wake his little, Brandon knocked. Announcing his presence before he walked into the room. His lips were still set into a thin line as he walked towards Clover. "Clover, it's time to get up." He murmured, leaning against the trailing. Sticking a hand out, he gently ran his knuckles against Clover's cheeks, feeling how warm and soft they were. "Did you sleep well?" He asked her, his head tilting to the side in wonder.

The knock at the door awoke Clover for her nap. She shot up in bed, reaching with her free arm to rub the sleep from her eyes as she yawned. It wasn't until she tried to move her other hand that she realized it was cuffed to the crib, something that Brandon hadn't felt the need to do in weeks... she sniffled as she looked up to him, nodding her head slowly. She wanted to ask him why she was cuffed but she already knew that answer. She had misbehaved and she had scared him. Just thinking about it made Clover want to cry all over again.

"Daddy?" Clover's voice was quiet as she pushed up to her knees, chewing on the inside of her lip. She pouted as she looked up to him, leaning against the bars of the crib as she reached out to set her hand on Brandon's arm. When her fingers wrapped into the fabric of his shirt, Clover tugged on her other arm.

"Upup? Wanna watch movie? Colour?" Clover tested a few of things that she usually did to pass the time, that Brandon let her do. "Play?" Clover murmured, giving a tiny tug on her wrist again, trying to get Brandon to uncuff her without directly asking him to let her go. "please?"

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Pulling his lips back til they pursed, Brandon did his best to give Clover a tight smile. Listening quietly as she spoke in her oh so adorable voice. Allowing for her to think that everything between then is once again alright. Which, it wasn't. He was still incredibly pissed off at Clover for ignoring his threat, his command. He was the one in control here, not her. Clover was a bad girl, so being cute wasn't going to be doing anything for her. At least, not today.

Slowly, Brandon pulled his hand back and crossed his arms over the raising once more as he debated. His head tilting to the side in thought. Debating on how to break it to Clover about what he wanted to do. Running his tongue along his lower lip as he looked over the young girl in the crib. "Yeah, I don't think we're going to do any of that baby girl," Brandon said, a matter of factly.

Stepping back, Brandon pulled down the bars for the crib and then uncuffed Clover's wrist. Then he easily picked her up and started to carry her towards his bedroom. "We're going to do something a little bit more fun for me. Something that I've been very patient for." Brandon said calmly as he closed the door with his foot. Then, he walked towards the bed and placed Clover down on it carefully before taking a small step back and kneeling down. Reaching out, he undid Clover's onesie and then stood as he started to pull it over her body, leaving her in just her diaper