The worry clears from her expression, her smile lighting up her face as she leans in to brush a kiss over my lips. “We don’t get a whole lot of time for just the two of us, do we, little imp?”
“No, Mommy.”
“Tell you what…” Excitement sparkles in her eyes. “When we get home, why don’t you and I sit down and pick out somewhere to visit? Anywhere in the world you want to go.”
“Really?” All of the yucky feelings in my tummy disappear all at once. “We can really go anywhere?”
“Yes, baby, anywhere you want. You’ve been such a good girl these past few weeks and I think a vacation would be good for both of us.” She sets her face into a stern expression, but the effect is ruined somewhat by the twitching of her lips. “But that means you have to be a very good girl and share all your toys with Victoria and not argue when Mommy says it’s time for a nap. Understood?”
Considering it’s not my toys I have a problem sharing, that shouldn’t be a problem. “Yes, Mommy!”
“Good girl. Now, what dress do you want to wear today?”
Lexie
Wearing my favorite dress, the one with all the cherries on it, I stand just outside Solene’s boutique, shifting nervously from foot to foot while we wait on Uncle Max and Tori.
A sleek black car nearly identical to ours pulls up to the curb and before it’s even fully parked the back door flies open and Tori tumbles out.
“Auntie Cat! Lexie!”
But before she can make a run for us, Uncle Max steps out of the car, his expression thunderous. “Victoria Rose! How many times have I warned you about waiting for Oliver to open the door?”
Spinning around, eyes wide, Victoria shoves her hands behind her and backs away from her furious Daddy. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I just got so excited!”
Apparently unmoved by her apologies, Uncle Max scoops her up and strides over to a bench where he sits and flips her easily over his lap. “When we get home, you are getting another spanking with Daddy’s belt until I am absolutely certain this is the last time we will need to have this conversation.”
Transfixed, I watch as he pulls her diaper off, leaving her completely bare from the waist down as he peppers her bottom with heavy swats. My pussy throbs at the sight of her pinkening skin, followed by a twist of guilt in my tummy. Does it make me a bad person to enjoy seeing my friend howling in pain while her Daddy spanks her bottom to a hot, bright red?
“I’m starting to wish I’d brought one of my cocks with us,” Mommy murmurs in my ear, her hands sliding around mystomach to cup my breasts. “I want nothing more than to bend you over right here and fuck that sweet little pussy while your Uncle Max teaches his naughty girl a lesson. Would you like that, little imp?”
There’s no point in trying to hide it, so I nod, whimpering softly as she gives my nipples a hard pinch.
“Our next outing, I’ll have to be sure to come prepared.” Low, wicked laughter rumbles in my ear. “So the next time someone in our family needs their little bottom spanked, Mommy can strip your diaper from you and fuck that needy little pussy until you come all over Mommy’s cock.”
Arousal floods my diaper at her words. “Mommy…”
“What’s wrong, baby?” She practically coos the question. “Tell Mommy what you need.”
Unable to actually give voice to the humiliating need, I press my hand against the front of my diaper.
“Do you need to potty, baby? Is that what’s wrong?”
“No,” I whine, dragging the word out as I wriggle against her.
“Then what do you need, my pretty little baby? Use your words.”
Humiliation floods my body, heating every inch of my skin. “Ican’t.”
“Well, that’s a shame,” she says with a heavy sigh. “Mommy can’t give you what you want if you don’t ask for it.”
Her hands leave my breasts and frustration wells in my chest. Twisting my head around, I glare up at her. “You’re mean.”
But the accusation doesn’t faze her. If anything, she only grins even wider. “The meanest.” She taps a finger on the end of my nose. “And don’t you forget it.”
Tori’s wails reach a crescendo, pulling my attention back to her as she collapses over her Daddy’s lap. Uncle Max lands two more swats to her bottom before gathering her up in his arms.“Shh, baby. Daddy’s right here. Are you ready to be my good girl now, Victoria Rose?”
“Y-yes, D-Daddy,” she sobs out, curling even tighter against him as he rocks her gently. “I’m s-s-sorry!”
