Okay but all I can think about rn is trying your best to be a good girl for cg!henry but you have a slip up or you're with one of your other little friends and they do sth naughty so you're dragged into it and just feeling terrible about it and begging him to listen to you explain yourself because you're his good girl and after your punishment you just keep mumbling "'m not a bad girl, I'm not a bad girl." i just WANT! the trying so hard to please and also the comfort and reassurance pls
You were always the obedient little baby for Henry. He never had many problems out of you. You were so eager to do as he said. That could be a little tricky once you were with your friends. They always wanted to corrupt you, to get you to misbehave a little. Your friend thought it would be funny since cuss words are a no no for you both. You didn’t find them as interesting as your friend did. Henry didn’t tolerate it at all.
You and your friend sat in your room on your bean bags, she kept trying to get you to say one.
“Come on, don’t be such a little baby.” She pressured you more and more.
“It’s not appropriate. I can’t say that. It’s naughty.”
“It’s not. You want to be cool right? Just say “Fuck” please?” She wouldn’t leave you alone, keep bothering you and trying to bribe you so you just said to get her off your back. To make it worse, the rest of your friends were laughing.
“Fuck!” You said, covering your mouth afterwards. You’ve never said that before and you never wanted to. You were a good girl and you liked to keep as that. Now you felt so ashamed of yourself and so did Henry. He stood in the doorway, an unimpressed look on his face.
“Uh oh.” Your friend said. Her eyes were on whatever was behind you. You turned around to see your caregiver standing there. You stood and clasped your hands behind your back.
“What was that word?” He stepped to you. You already had a pout on your face.
“Tuck that lip hack in and explain to me what you just said.”
“I di-didn’t say anything.” You we’re embarrassed, you hate when you got in trouble with your caregiver. You wanted to try at least once to get out of it thought.
“You want to lie to me as well?”
You were shaking, your knees wobbling, just like your bottom lip. You knew he did not play around with matters like these. He taught you better.
“Go wait for me.” All of you shivered at his words.
You were still shaking, already crying. You started thinking of ways you could apologize, you took pride in being such a good baby. Now it was ruined, you should have known better and listened to yourself and not your friend. Now you’re getting in trouble and they’re getting more snacks.
“One!” You counted, he put no caution in his hits. Each spank bringing on a new wave of tears. You were embarrassed. You were sure your friends could hear you. You could imagine their faces. There was no way you wanted going back in the room with them.
Henry grabbed your arm and started pulling you towards your room.
“No, no, no. Can I stay out here with you please?” You begged. You were still crying and trembling, he could feel it. He sighed softly and took you to the corner to the right of the couch.
You sat down and pulled your knees to your chest.
“‘M a good girl, I’m not a bad girl.” You repeated while crying into your knees. Henry hadn’t quite heard until he you sniffled.
“Excuse me?” He has to make sure it was a smart remark.
“I’m not a bad girl, I promise! She just wouldn’t stop until I said it! She called me a baby! She said I’d be cool if I said it.” You howled, crawling over to him. You sat on your calves in front of him.
“I’m a good girl, I’m a good girl.” You kept crying into his pants.
“Look at me.” He said, coaxing you slowly onto his lap. “Now, tell me what happened.”
“She said if I wanted to be cool then that’s what I’d have to do. She said I was a goody two shoes! I’m not!” You said, getting more upset. Henry softened at your honesty. He started to feel bad, to think about it, you were such a good little girl, most often then not. So of course, there would be a reason why you said.”
“Oh, sweetheart, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, okay? Though it was wrong, she was wrong as well and I will be telling her caregiver.” He said. He did his best to rock you, to try and calm you. He offered you many toys and offered to buy you new ones, it didn’t work. You eventually cried yourself asleep. You were never one to take early naps, once you woke though, Henry did his best to make you feel better, tea parties, playing dollies, anything that would make you feel better.
“You are such a good baby, you’re always such a good girl for me. Remember that, you had one small hiccup but that does not make you a bad baby. Okay?” He said, voice as soft as ever, it was now bedtime and you were in between his legs and his head was on top of yours. You listened to his words, the honesty bleed into each word, he meant.
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