Page 42 of Dirty Little Secrets
Pouting prettily, I flutter my lashes at them. “What if I promise to besupergood the rest of the night? Could we skip the spanking?”
“Nice try, little gremlin.” Bending down, Daddy scoops me up, planting me on his hip as we turn to face the bar. “Tell Auntie Penny bye-bye. We’ll see her after we’re done in the playroom.”
“Bye-Bye, Auntie Penny.”
“Bye, little one.” Auntie Penny winks. “I’ll have your favorite drink waiting for you when you're done.”
“I swear you all spoil her rotten,” Mommy mutters, but her lips twitch with amusement. “It’s a miracle I can get her to listen to me at all.”
“It’s ‘cuz you’resoscary, Mommy.”
Judging by the skeptical look she sends my way, she knows I’m trying to butter her up before my punishment.
It doesn’t work.
“You’re about to be reminded of exactly how scary your Mommy is, little girl. Come on, Bash, let’s take our girl to the playroom.”
“As you wish, my love.”
Mommy rolls her eyes, but I catch the pink blush on her cheeks before she turns to lead the way to our room for the evening. As soon as we step inside, she marches over to grab a chair and pull it to the middle of the room.
“Daddy is going to warm you up, and then Mommy is going to paddle your naughty bottom with her brush.”
“No, Mommy, not the brush!”
“Yes, little girl, the brush. This is the third time we’ve had to have this discussion with you, so I plan to ensure it sticks. Daddy?”
Taking his seat on the chair, Daddy flips me over his knee and even with all my squirming and kicking, he manages to get my diaper off me in record time. His hand connects with my bare skin and I squeal as pain explodes across my bottom.
“Daddy, no!” I wail, kicking and wriggling for all I’m worth. “It’s too hard!”
But Daddy only laughs. “Little gremlin, we haven’t even gotten started yet.”
As with any punishment, he spanks hard and fast, covering every inch of my bottom and the tops of my thighs. By the time he stops to run his hand over my scorched flesh, I’m slumped over his lap, out of breath.
“What is the rule about staying with us at the club, Junie?” He asks softly.
“I have t-to stay with Mommy or Daddy at all times unless you give me permission to go somewhere with another adult.”
“Very good. Mommy is going to finish your punishment and then you can have plenty of snuggles.”
Pushing up from his lap, I nod. “Okay, Daddy.”
Mommy and Daddy trade places, and my bottom clenches at the thought of a spanking with Mommy’s brush. “I’mreallysorry, Mommy. Please don’t spank me! I promise I learned my lesson!”
Settling on the chair, she reaches for me and tugs me over her lap. “It’s far too late for that, little girl. You know the rules and you are expected to follow them.”
Hard wood cracks against my bottom and I let out a howl as my feet kick up in a desperate attempt to shield myself from her brush. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
“Feet down, princess. You know better.”
It takes all my courage to force my feet back to the floor and as soon as I do, Mommy’s brush snaps against my bottom again. Over and over she paddles me with that evil brush, until I finally just collapse over her lap, a snotty, sobbing mess.
“Shhh, baby, you’re all right. Here, Daddy wants to hold you for a bit.”
Strong arms lift me up and I immediately curl into him, my tears soaking his shirt. Daddy bounces me gently in his arms, softly shushing me as I cry.
“There, there, little gremlin. It’s all over. Are you ready to be our good girl again?”
