©️ The Lady Andariel 2020
Her eyes flutter open, and with a gasp, she remembers.
A bit of a struggle, and she breathes deeply, sighing into her pillow.
She smiles, and tries to wiggle.
Daddy had left her like this last night.
Tied comfortably to her four poster bed.
Wrapped neatly in her favorite, warm blanket…he said…as he kissed her lips and stroked her head…My baby girl needs to rest…and she had fallen asleep so peacefully, but today, Daddy had promised discipline for the way she had misbehaved.
Her mind took her to wonderful places, thinking of what Daddy might do. He was very creative, so she never quite knew.
And oh, how she had acted up…pouting over every little thing…refused to even do her coloring. But her Daddy never got mad, he simply picked her up, and carried her to bed. My Baby girl is tired, now get some rest…and tomorrow, baby girl, there will be a test.
My little one likes to misbehave, but there is always a price that will have to be paid.
The Lady Andariel 