I entered our flat holding onto my little girl. I felt bad for being stern like this, especially when she started crying quietly, trying to hide her face from me. My heart broke at that moment, but I stayed stern, slightly putting a comforting arm around her. Currently, she was sniffling softly. I sat down on the sofa and gently lifted her next to me. I looked at her, giving what I thought was a stern look. "Princess, we need to discuss what you did today."

Georgia looked down at her feet, still sniffling.

"Sweetie, you whined, you damaged clothes and you have ran away from me and then hidden for 6 minutes, making me worry and almost call the police to report you missing."

She teared up again, sobbing loudly. I couldn't do this. I was always a softie. I pulled her close and cuddled her. "Listen, baby, nobody is perfect, and I still love you."

GEORGIA'S POV

I kept crying, gulping oddly. I wasn't upset about what happened, it's just that daddy was talking in the slightly menacing and strict tone that my abusive dad used to, it's scary. I couldn't help remembering my old life now, and that's what set me off. Daddy tapped my wrist. "Princess, listen to me." I looked up at him with red eyes. "Have you received a spanking before?"

I tensed up, sobbing a little more than before. I gave a small nod. Before, my friends spanked me for a dare. I wasn't going to admit anything, and plus I couldn't talk. "Okay, little one, if you feel too distressed, then say 'red' and I'll stop." Daddy said. He paused. "Baby, do you feel comfortable with me taking down your leggings or not?" I froze and shook my head. He nodded and gently lifted me over his lap. I squinted my eyes shut. "I expect you to count, princess."

He spanked me hard with his hand. "O-one, daddy."

SPANK "tw-two, daddy."

He went all the way to ten, and I was shaking over his lap. He picked me up onto his lap and I buried my face in his chest and cried. He gently rubbed my back and hugged me close. I snuggled into his chest as he gently rubbed my back, which eased my pain. "It's okay, baby. I love you."

He went and got a baby bottle filled with sweet milk.

I cuddled with him for a long time, until there was knock on the door. Daddy lifted me off his lap and onto the sofa spot beside him. Daddy opened the door to find Rose and her daddy, Matthew,standing there. I squealed in happiness and hugged Rose. She drew back from me nervously. I could tell she was in little space, and I noticed my daddy looking at Rose and Matthew wistfully. I bet he wanted me to regress for the first time. I wasn't ready yet though. I would when I would and that's it.

I grabbed Rose's hand and led her into my bedroom. She dithered at the door, longing for her daddy. I sighed. She was no fun now. All she wanted was Matthew. I grabbed a stuffie of mine and held it up. "Look Rose, a guest for our tea party." She admired the stuffie, but didn't want to play with me. I gave her the stuffie. "Play with him!" She fiddled with my stuffie for a while, and then ran off to her daddy. I crawled into my teepee and snuggled into my knees. I wished Rose would play.

A while later, my daddy came into the room, looking for me. He had Rose by his side, and she was nervously biting her lip repeatedly. I crawled out of the teepee. My daddy smiled at me. "Rose was just feeling anxious being seperated from her daddy. You'll play with her, right Georgia?" I nodded happily. I grabbed Rose's hand again and I set the tea table in my room. "Tea Party time, Rose!" My daddy chuckled and left the room. Rose was still biting her lip, but she came over to me and started playing, pretending to drink from the teacups. We had a fun time, and when it was time for dinner, I ate half, which was an improvement. It made daddy smile, and he gave my a sticker on the reward chart.

When it was time for Rose to leave, we went in my room and I gave her a hug. I noticed she looked a little anxious about something, but i didn't know what. "Goodbye Rose!" She left, hanging on to her daddy and her backpack.

When daddy took me to my room for my early bedtime (due to my misbehaviour) I lay in my bed, smiling. This day had been great. My daddy kissed my forehead goodnight, so I blushed and said goodnight to him as well. Today, I couldn't sleep for some reason, so I tossed and turned, but something wasn't right. When I heard daddy eventually go to sleep, I got out of bed quietly and searched my room. What j needed was the dino stuffie I bought today. It wasn't here, and nor were my other stuffies. I began to cry, sniffling. I turned on the light, and the room was illuminated, giving me light to search for them. I couldn't find them after a long time. I couldn't sleep without my stuffies, especially without Ted. I crept out of my room and knocked on daddy's door.

"Daddy, I can't find my stuffies!" He opened the door and hugged me. "How about you sleep in my bed tonight? We'll look tomorrow, okay?" I nodded and got into his big bed. I snuggled into daddy. It was comforting, but I needed my stuffies!!