“M-Mommy?” she repeats, her voice cracking on the word, and I have to suppress a shiver of pure pleasure at the sound.
“Yes, my naughty little girl. Mommy. From this point forward, that is the only way you will address me. There are other rules, of course, because Little girls need plenty of rules to ensure they are on their best behavior. But first, we need to deal with the issue of your deceit.”
“Mydeceit?” As if snapping out of a trance, my scared Little girl disappears, and in her place stands a sneering, defiant woman.
Well. That will never do.
“Kerry, let the pilot know we’ll be ready for takeoff in about twenty minutes.” I issue the order without taking my eyes off Alexis’s face, and I have the delight of watching her eyes narrow in annoyance.
“I’m not going anywhere with you, Catharina.” She jerks her head backward, her red curls flying with the movement. “Whatever this fucked-up, perverted game is that you’re playing, I’m not interested. Bye.”
I let her turn around, if only for the pleasure of hearing her sharp cry of frustration when she finds the plane door shut tight behind her. “Open this fucking door right now!”
“No.” Sliding my hand into her curls, I make a fist, a dark thrill running through my veins as I pull her head back and watch the fear once more fill her eyes. “I promised you that I would take care of you, little one. And that is exactly what I’m going to do.”
“You tricked me.”
“I did.” There’s no point in pretending otherwise, even if I was inclined to do so. “But as my Little nieces would say… you started it.”
With my hand still fisted in her soft curls, I pull her toward my seat, my naughty girl sputtering and cursing and fighting the whole way. She’s a strong little thing, I’ll give her that, but unfortunately for her I have plenty of practice handling naughty Little girls like her. With five nieces back on the island, not a week goes by without someone needing their bottom warmed by their Auntie Cat.
Only now, the Little girl about to go over my knee doesn’t belong to someone else. This ismybabygirl about to learn a hard, painful lesson.
And that makes all the difference in the world.
Alexis
What the hell is going on?
Somewhere in the back of my mind, alarm bells are ringing, trying to warn me about something, but I’m far too pissed to be scared right now. How fuckingdareshe put her hands on me! Who the hell does she think she is?
Right. Catharina Montgomery, heiress to one of the largest fortunes in the world. And the woman whose likeness I’ve been using to swindle stupid, rich men out of money and little trinkets over the past six months.
No wonder she’s pissed.
Still, that doesn’t give her the right to?—
My internal monologue is cut short when Catharina sits and, in one swift, fluid movement, pulls me over her knee. Shock renders me speechless, but only for a moment before I come alive, wiggling and screeching for her to release me.
“Let me go! I’m going to call the police!”
Her laughter, surprisingly deep and rich, echoes in the enclosed space. “My darling Little girl. There are no police where we’re going. As your Uncle Jasper is fond of saying, the only law on the island is my word.”
Cool air brushes over the backs of my thighs, and I realize with no small amount of horror that she’s flipped my dress up, exposing me completely. The most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen is staring right at my bare, dimpled ass. Mygiantbare, dimpled ass.
Someone kill me now. Please.
But my prayers for a swift death go unanswered. “No panties? How thoughtful of you to make Mommy’s job even easier, little one.”
Pain explodes across my right asscheek and it takes me a long, shocked moment to process what just happened.
“Did you—did you justspank me?” I screech, wiggling and kicking in a desperate attempt to free myself.
But Catharina must have access to some superhero-level steroids or something because her hold on me doesn't give an inch as she swats my other cheek. “Yes, I did. And once you’ve settled down enough to listen to Mommy, your real punishment can begin.”
“You arenotmy mother! Let me go!”
Two more sharp spanks land on my bare skin. “Not your mother, little one. Your Mommy. That is a very important distinction.”
