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He nodded in approval as she called out. “And you have to ask for another baby girl.” he reminded her, but landed another spanking anyway, on the other cheek. He rubbed over both cheeks and the smacks he’d laid. He waited for her to count it out, before laying the next one.

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Another strangled cry erupted from her like a volcano. She sank her sharp, tiny teeth into the fabric of his pants, stuffing the material against her tongue. Her hips bucked forward as she sought something to rub her aching clit against. "Two! May I have another?" The wet, hot spot between her legs became darker, wider, the outline of her naked cleft evident beneath the stretchy material. 

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Rene smirked slightly as he felt the wet spot, his fingers stroking over it. “That’s what I thought.” he said softly, pulling his hand away. He moved it instead to stroke over her rear. His other hand moved to grip her wrist that wasn’t against his stomach. He squeezed gently then pulled his hand back and smacked it back down, loving the sound it made.

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Shame crept into the red apples of her cheeks as he touched her. She buried her face in his thigh as the first spank rained down on her tender, white little bottom. A cry of pain erupted but she squeaked out the first count. "One! Thank you, Daddy!" Even if she wasn't thankful, she would be grateful for every mark that made her ass red.

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Rene nodded at the number of spankings, clicking his tongue. “Fifteen.” he moved to sit next to her, pulling her over his lap with a firm hand on her arm. He shook his head at her pleading. “Uh uh baby girl. 3 weeks is a long time to go without telling me you need something. And now I think you need this. Fifteen spankings. You’re going to take them. And you thank me and ask for another after each. Because you need this, don’t you baby girl?” he asked, running his hand up the back of one of her legs. “I can smell just how much you want it.” he purred, his hand going to the juncture of her thighs, cupping her lightly.

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Vivi's lips pulled down into a pout. She would kick and struggle if she had to, if only to make the sting that much worse. Vivian wanted it to hurt. She wanted to feel the bruises when she sat down the next day. Hanging over his lap like a wet rag, she gripped his leg with a whimper. "Please," she begged weakly. Already she was dripping through her leotard, a wet spot meeting his probing fingers.

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Rene arched his eyebrows again as she revealed how long she’d been thinking about this. He scowled slightly, and shook his head. “You’re not to wait that long before telling me you want something, no matter what it is, again.” he told her. He moved back to her, gripping her chin and making her look up at him. “Do you understand me baby girl?” he asked, hardening his tone and his eyes. “Never again. You want something, you tell me as soon as possible, unless you are in trouble.So the next time you see me, or you can come find me.” He said, leaning forward to kiss her nose. “First things first… I think you need a spanking, for not knowing you can tell me these things. I think… 5 for each week you went without telling me. How many is that?”

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Vivi sat on the edge of his bed without moving, her breathing catching in her throat when he grew close to her. "Yes, Daddy," she answered quickly lest she catch him in the cross fire. Her eyes focused on his, her panties growing wet with the power he displayed. Certainly he had taken initiative to be the Dominant Vivi needed and now she needed more, needed something else. The little human tried to catch his lips as he kissed her nose. The word spanking set her teeth on edge even if she wanted one very badly. She tapped her toes against the floor. "That's fifteen, Daddy." Fifteen spankings. Her eyes grew wide and appealing. "Not that many, Daddy, please?"

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Rene walked with her slowly, letting her stay on her toes beside him. He turned to look at her a couple times until they got to his rooms. He pulled her inside, locking the door behind them. He walked her over to the bed, sitting her down on the edge of it. “How long have you been wanting this my pet?” he asked her gently, reaching over to brush hair from her face.

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The wood of the pointe shoes clicked along the polished floor as Vivi the dancer twinkled beside the vampire. Her fingers laced with his, delighted with the sensation of their palms together. Slowly, she lowered herself to a regular walk like a faithful pony. As a rule, Rene had never been particularly affectionate with the creature in his house. She hung off him until she was deposited onto the bed. The question made her nervous and she stammered out her answer, twisting the filmy skirt between her hands. "A few weeks, maybe?" It hadn't been long at all, because the Daddy-girl dynamic hadn't manifested itself until recently. She found herself wanting to be bathed and cuddled by him, hands pinned behind her back when she was spanked for being naughty.

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Rene’s eyebrows shot up at her confession. He returned the kiss, enjoying just how eager she was. He nodded once as she continued. “You can call me Daddy baby girl.” he told her, brushing hair from her face. “Come with me. I want you to see something in my room.” He said, holding his hand out to Vivi for her to take.

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But he wasn’t pulling back from her at her confession. She was a sinful little thing. Vivian peered at him hesitantly until he spoke. Her heart soared when he permitted her to call him Daddy. “Okay, Daddy,” she blurted, the sounds weird on the tips of her tongue. She grasped his hand, standing on pointe to walk along beside him.

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Rene’s blue eyes met hers as she raised en pointe. He smiled as she offered her lips and asked for a kiss. He nodded his head once, his hand wrapping around her waist and moving closer. He lightly pressed his lips to hers, feeling their plushness. He ran his tongue along her bottom lip, pushing it into her mouth.

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She had once called Clark Daddy and wore little frilly skirts and bows in her hair. That dynamic disappeared with AJ entirely. She hadn't realized how much she missed it until she found herself alone in her bedroom. Vivi wished to climb into bed with Rene on the coldest of these days and burrow into his side and call him Daddy and be his little girl. 

Vivian experimented with the tension of his teeth in the cushion of her lip. She fellated his tongue, sucking it into her mouth, releasing it, scraping her teeth against it. Her tiny hands darted down his pants, grasping his cock.

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Rene smiled slightly at her as she stopped moving. “You move just as beautifully as I remember.” he said softly, moving across the room towards her. He stopped a couple feet from her, looking over her slowly. He stepped forward again, brushing a bit of hair from her face. “I was just wondering where my beautiful pet had gone off too.” he told her smoothly, his other hand moving to her waist, stroking her softly. “How are you doing Vivi?” he asked gently, looking down into her eyes.

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She remained where she was, nervous in his presence still, allowing him to approach her. The thin leotard hugged every paper bone, every nubile curve of her ballerina breasts. Vivi moistened her lips, breathing catching in her throat when he touched her. She rose up on her toes when his hand found her waist and she came face to face with him. "Always dancing," she murmured. Vivian offered her lips to him. "A kiss for baby girl please?"

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