Daddy Horror (Ricky Horror Fanfic)

Ch.5

I was hiding under my bed. Hiding from daddy. I knew I was going to get spanked. I done something he told me not to do. I got into the ice cream when I was supposed to. How he found out, I don't know.
"Princess," daddy called out to me. "I know your hiding somewhere. If you come out now, the spanking won't be so hard."
Liar! I thought in my head. I knew the spanking would be hard either way.
Daddy doesn't hit easy.
When he's upset or angry or annoyed or anything along those lines, he's hard with his spankings.
I don't think daddy could've found me. That is until I went to raise up and hit my head on my bed.
Ouch!
He came in my room and into my direction. Then bent down to see me.
"I found you." He said.
Daddy grabbed by hand and pulled me out from under my bed.
He sat on my bed.
"Bend over my knee." He firmly told me.
Ugh! I don't want to.
Hesitantly, I did. He struck my butt one time. I leaped forward.
He continued to do this 10 times.
"Now, next time you do as I say and don't get inside the ice cream before dinner." He said as he got up.
When he left I just cried.
My butt hurt so much. It was so stingy.
I grabbed my stuffy and hugged it close to me. Letting sleep take over my body, I took a nap. A very deep nap, that is.
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I was awoken by the sound of thunder. Really? A storm again.
This time I was prepared. Before the power went off, I walked into daddy's room, finding him on his phone. He was texting Uncle Chris. About something. I don't know what.
And to be honest, I really don't care.
Daddy turned off his phone and embraced me into his arms.
He knew I was scared. Not of the storm, no. I love storms. I just didn't like lightning.
It was very loud.
I cuddled as close as I could to daddy.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, the lightning made a big noise. I jumped up like 10 feet in the air.
"You're okay princess. Daddy's here." Daddy tried comforting me.
"How about a little snack?"
I nodded my head. I was a little hungry. Plus when I eat, it's easier for me to sleep.
Daddy took me downstairs and fixed me something.
It was mac and cheese with warm milk.
The warmness of the milk going down my throat. Following along with the cheese covered noodles.
Mmm. Very delicious.
Once that was done, I sat down at the table and ate.
Daddy sat down there with me because he knew I was scared and didn't want be being alone.
He was such a good daddy.
After I was done, daddy washed my bowl and sippy cup.
He picked me up and carried me upstairs into his room.
He sat me down on the bed. I got myself situated under the covers. Pretty much stealing all of the cover.
Daddy laid down beside me and tried his best to get under them.
Slowly, sleep took over me and before I knew it, I was out like a light.