Little Lola (3 page)

It was a plain salad. Lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and an odd crouton here and there. A nice looking salad, sure. But it was no chocolate cake.

“Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“Can I have chocolate cake for dessert?” she asked as sweetly as possible.

“Maybe. But only if you finish every bit of your salad first.”

Lola reluctantly grabbed the fork and speared a bit of lettuce. She shoved it into her mouth, and was surprised that it didn’t taste as terrible as she thought. Her body was starving after all of that unexpected exercise, and nearly anything would taste delicious at this point.

Soon enough, she was surprised to see an empty plate in front of her. Then her mind turned to the cake again.

“Daddy, look I ate all my salad,” Lola said. She held the empty plate up so that Tobias could see. “Can I have my cake now?”

Tobias got up and put a slice of cake on a plate. He brought it over to Lola, but he didn’t give it to her. Instead, he put a small piece on the fork.

“Open your mouth, baby girl,” he said.

Lola opened her mouth. When the chocolate-y goodness reached her tongue, she couldn’t wait for more. Tobias served her another bite, and another, and then he stopped. She looked at him, confused. Wasn’t this her reward for eating that salad?

“You already eat too many sweets. I can’t encourage you by giving you a whole slice of cake, now can I?”

Lola was about to complain, but she realized that she actually did feel full and satisfied. Not only that, but she was tired. She yawned, stretching her arms wide.

“Looks like it’s time to put my little Lola to bed.”

Tobias picked Lola up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. He rested her on the bed and crawled in beside her with a book in his hand. After pulling the blanket tight over Lola’s body, he started to read.

“Once upon a time, in a far away place, there was a princess who was more beautiful than anyone else in the land...”

Lola’s head lay on Tobias’ chest and she could hear his voice rumbling as he talked. She felt warm against him, and her rubbed her shoulder while he read. Her eyes began to grow heavy as he held her, and she realized that this whole Daddy thing wasn’t so bad. She felt protected. Safe. There wasn’t anything in the world besides Lola, her Daddy, and the feeling of being in his arms.

The next morning Lola woke up at home. She was in her room, out of her little clothes, and it almost felt like the whole thing had been a dream. Was it?

Lola rushed to her computer to check for the email Tobias had sent her the night before. It was there, and blinking at the top of her inbox was a new email. She clicked on it, holding her breath. What would he have to say now?

Good morning baby-girl,

I had to send you home since it was past your bedtime. I hope you aren’t too upset that I didn’t get to say goodnight.
 

Here is your list of rules for today. I expect you to follow them all to the letter. Remember, I will know if you don’t. You are wearing an electronic monitor on your necklace, and if you take it off I will punish you even more severely than if I catch you being bad.

1. Brush and detangle your hair.

2. Wear the clothes that I have provided for you. You will find them in a package in your room.

3. Refrain from eating any sweets. No cereal or pancakes covered in syrup for breakfast. You may have a salad or even pasta (without sauce) for lunch.

4. Don’t bite or pick at your nails.

5. Limit your computer time to 3 hours, and take a break every 30 minutes.

6. Take a walk outside for at least 30 minutes.

7. Look for a job within walking distance of your home, so that you don’t have to rely on your mother for transportation.

I will send a driver to pick you up this afternoon. Be a good girl until then.

Your Daddy

Lola had to read the list three times just to be sure she had understood. She knew Tobias had rules, but this many? She pondered how she would get through the day. No candy? Almost no computer? And she had to take a walk? Outside?

She wanted to give up. Lola thought about quitting, going back to her life and doing what she had always done. Without Tobias.

That was what stopped her. Lola remembered the feeling of his rumbling chest as he held her and read her bedtime story. If she quit now, she’d never feel that again.

So Lola took a deep breath. She could do this. After psyching herself up, she wrote Tobias’ rules down on a piece of paper and started the day.

In the bathroom, Lola carefully brushed her teeth and washed her face, thinking of how her Daddy would want her to do it. Then she combed and brushed her hair, separating it into two sleek ponytails. The clothes that Tobias left for her weren’t the little clothes that she had expected. Instead they were just newer versions of the grown-up clothes she had been wearing.

She cooked herself oatmeal for breakfast and was surprised to find that even though she missed her sugary Fruity Pebbles, it felt better to follow the rules. She imagined Tobias watching her through the monitor and being proud.

Her enthusiasm waned when she started to look for jobs. Lola managed to take her breaks, but the temptation to play games was almost too great. She found her cursor hovering over the brightly colored icons that were just begging to be clicked. Her character was just a few points away from leveling up. It wouldn’t take a lot of time to get a new achievement. Just a few minutes wouldn’t hurt, right?

 
Before she could give in, Lola made herself take a walk. She couldn’t be tempted by games outside, at least. But after a few minutes, she already started to get tired. The sun beamed down on her. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and thirty minutes started to feel like forever. By the time she returned back home, Lola was exhausted.

She flopped onto her computer chair and couldn’t resist it anymore. Before she even knew it, the computer screen lit up and the familiar music began to play. It felt like Lola had only just sat down when the doorbell rang.

 
Her stomach dropped. What time was it? She looked at the clock. Five hours had passed since she first started playing! When the doorbell rang again, she knew she was in trouble. Slowly, Lola gathered up her things and walked to the car.

During the whole ride, Lola’s mind was restless. What would Tobias’ punishment be? It couldn’t be that bad could it? Maybe he wouldn’t give her any dessert. Or maybe he would send her to the time out corner.

When she arrived, Lola knew it was worse than she had imagined. Tobias was waiting for her. Instead of a smile, his face was upset. It felt terrible just to know she was the reason he felt this way. She had disappointed him.

Tobias came and stood in front of Lola, his hands on her shoulders.

“Baby-girl, you broke the rules. And on your very first day too.”

Lola looked down. She couldn’t look into his eyes.

“You spent all day on the computer, and you didn’t even call about a single job. Do you think that’s good for you?”
 

Lola shook her head.

“I’m sorry Daddy.”

“I know you are, but I’m going to have to punish you so that you can learn never to do that again.”

Tobias led Lola to the exercise room again, but she was pretty sure no exercise was going to be happening tonight. Her heart started to race as she imagined all the things Tobias might do to punish her. Why did she have to play those games? Now they certainly didn’t seem worth it.

He stripped her until she was standing naked in front of him. Lola’s nude body was reflected in all the mirrors of the room. Then he sat down on a bench and motioned for Lola to come close.

“Lay your stomach across my lap,” he said sternly.

As she did, Tobias grasped Lola’s body tightly. One hand held her by the waist and another rested on her bare bottom.
 

“Spread your legs,” he said.

Lola could see herself, bent over and exposed on Tobias' knee. She knew what was coming, but she couldn’t believe it.

“Daddy, I’m sorry!” she said.

“I know.”

As the words left his lips, Tobias’ hand lifted off of Lola’s bottom. She tried to brace for the impact, but her legs were forced so far apart that she couldn’t move. Then, smack! The first impact knocked the air out of Lola’s lungs. She gasped at the sting of her soft flesh.

Tobias started to spank Lola hard. He alternated from cheek to cheek, in a rhythm that covered Lola’s entire bottom in red marks. She felt the full impact each time, jumping under his hand. Soon her bottom was on fire with the spanking, bringing tears to her eyes.

“Oh, Daddy,” she yelled. “I’m so sorry! Please stop. It hurts!”

“I know it hurts baby-girl. It’s your punishment. Now, do you think it’s good for little girls to disobey their daddies?” Tobias asked. His blows never stopped raining on Lola’s bottom as he spoke.

“No, Daddy!”

“So why did you disobey me Lola? Why did you play games instead of looking for a job?”

Lola searched her memory. It all seemed so stupid now. Why did she disobey Tobias?

“I don’t know, Daddy!” Lola cried.

Tobias continued his spanking, waiting until she gave him the correct answer. Lola wanted to get up and run away, but his grip on her was so strong that she couldn’t escape. Instead, she searched her mind for another answer.

“Because it made me feel better! I was tired, and I didn’t want to work, and it was fun!” Lola yelled. She started to sob.

“Shouldn’t you call your Daddy if you don’t feel good, so that he can help you?”

“Yes!”

“Good girl.”

Finally, Tobias’ hand stopped it’s spanking. Lola continued to cry, but he held her close and rocked her in his arms. He opened a tube of lotion and spread it across Lola’s stinging skin. His fingers gently massaged her bottom as he rocked her, soothing the pain.

Tobias spoke to Lola softly.

“You can’t disobey my rules just because you are tired or because it’s fun, okay? Every time you do, I’m going to have to punish you until you learn your lesson.”

Lola shook her head. Even though the pain was still there, she found herself feeling happy in Tobias’ arms. She hoped that her spanking would excuse her from the rest of the night, but Tobias had other plans. Lola ran on the treadmill again, even though her bottom ached as she moved. Tobias bathed her, and they had a healthy quinoa dinner before changing Lola into her polka dot pajamas. By the time she drifted off to sleep while they were watching cartoons, Lola could barely feel the soreness beneath her.

She woke up the next morning in her room again. Just like the other night, there was a neatly folded stack of clothes and a brand new email in her inbox. Lola read through Tobias’ list, determined not to have a repeat of yesterday. She didn’t want to feel the sting of his hand for the second day in a row.

Everything seemed to be going well. Lola had brushed her hair, put on the right clothes, and even managed to call a few job offerings. She took her breaks, and every time the icons for her games tempted her, she resisted. Just the memory of Tobias’ firm hand smacking her bottom was enough to deter her.

But that was until her mother entered the room.

“Hi sweetie,” she said. “I know you’ve been working hard. And you seem, I don’t know, different ever since you met that friend of yours. But I just wanted to peek in and see how you are doing.”

“I’m fine, mom.”

“Oh well, that’s good,” her mother said. She stood around awkwardly for a moment, before pulling something out of her pocket. “Well, I know how much you like candy, so I got you this chocolate bar. I hope you like it.”

“Thanks, mom,” Lola said as her mother left the room.

Lola knew that her mom meant well, but this felt like some kind of sabotage. The candy sat on her desk, tempting her. Just looking at it, she could imagine the chocolate coating her tongue and dripping down her throat.

But she remembered Tobias’ rule. No sweets. So she put the bar away in a drawer and forgot about it. Instead, Lola took her walk and ate her pasta for lunch. It wasn’t until later in the day, after she finished everything that she was supposed to do, that she remembered the chocolate bar.

Lola was waiting for the driver to come pick her up when her stomach growled. She wasn’t ravenously hungry, but she was in the mood for just a little something. A snack. Maybe even a candy bar.

Before she could even think about it, the bar was out of her drawer and sitting on her desk. She looked at it, examining the shiny wrapper. Tobias had told her to call if she felt like breaking a rule. That he would help. But he would never let her eat a candy bar. How would he know if she just had a tiny nibble? A teensy little bite?

Lola’s hand seemed to move with a mind of it’s own. Soon the candy bar was unwrapped, lifted to her lips, and entirely eaten. She didn’t even realize what had happened until the only thing that was left was the chocolatey taste on her lips. Just then, her cellphone vibrated. It was a text. From Tobias.

How could he know? Lola’s hands were shaking as she checked her phone.

Expect a suitable punishment, baby-girl.

Lola’s stomach dropped. Her mind replayed the details of her last punishment. Was he going to spank her again? Or would it be worse this time? She could barely concentrate for the rest of the day, knowing that her punishment was waiting for her.

She greeted the driver as if he were her jailer, and her mind ran wild the entire car ride. By the time Lola actually stood face to face with Tobias, she felt as if she had already experienced all of the punishments imaginable.

“Oh, baby-girl. I thought you learned your lesson yesterday,” Tobias said. He came close to Lola, gently cupping her chin in his hand. He tilted her face up to look at him.

“What happened?”

Already, Lola’s eyes were filled with tears.

“I-I don’t know,” she said.

“You know that I have to punish you for eating that candy bar, right?”

Lola nodded her head, sniffling. “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s a good girl.”