But after a long tense moment, he gave no indication that was the case. He just looked irritated.
Oh boy. She was really in for it.
It was Auntie Athena who spoke first.
“Honey, do you know why you’re getting this spanking?”
Samantha almost answered in her normal voice. Thankfully, she realized it at the last second and pivoted to Tonya’s slightly different sound and cadence. “Because I threw snowballs at Iris, Cami, Annika, and Lana.”
“That’s part of it.”
Samantha stood up straighter and pleaded with her eyes as she said, “Other people were throwing snowballs, too!”
Athena nodded. “Yes. There were other Littles having snow fights. But they all wanted to be out there doing that. You tricked the girls, luring them out there so you could ambush them. Even when they told you to stop, you kept at it, putting the snow in their hair and messing up their pretty dresses.”
The Little thought of reminding Athena and Kendrick that she wasn’t the only one who’d taken part in that. Her two accomplices had actually planned the whole thing. They were the ones who’d taunted the other girls for wearing diapers, too. But it didn’t matter. In the past, Tonya had always been the ringleader of such infractions. It was only right that she was bearing most of the blame now.
Though Monica was currently getting her fanny paddled in the room next to them by Auntie Caroline. Marissa, on the other hand, had chosen to leave the nursery forever.
Coward, Samantha thought with distaste in her mouth.
Tonya was a raging brat. But at least she didn’t cut and run when things got tough. That was one positive thing that could be said about her.
Probably the only positive thing…
“I’m sorry,” she grumbled.
“Well, thank you for apologizing. But it needs to be directed at the girls. Not me,” Athena told her. “Now, I want you to bend over, grab your ankles, and stick that bottom in the air. Uncle Kendrick is going to give you your spanking.”
Samantha wondered how Kendrick felt about being calledUncle. It was obvious he didn’t like Tonya.
Would he still like Samantha if he knew the truth?
Even as she was pondering that, she realized Kendrick was taking a spanking instrument off a peg where it hung on the wall. There were several—including paddles, canes, and wooden spoons. But the one he took was a two-thronged leather strap.
Oh no! That was going to sting for sure!
She supposed that was the point of a spanking.
“I think fifteen licks sound good. Don’t you, Kendrick?” Athena said.
“Sounds about right,” he replied. “Of course, if she breaks position, I’ll add a couple extra.”
Samantha was resolved not to do that. She figured he wanted nothing more than to give her some extra swats. She’d deny him that satisfaction.
If she could…
Once she was in position, she heard Auntie say, “Hold still, young lady. This will all be over shortly and you will have learned a valuable lesson. Remember—we don’t discipline you out of anger or because we dislike you. Honey, you are valuable. We care about you. But you need to learn the difference between right and wrong. We are investing in you.”
A tear streamed down Samantha’s face.
She believed Auntie’s words. Well, at least as far as Athena went. She wasn’t so sure about Kendrick. He was probably going to get great satisfaction in spanking Tonya.
And she couldn’t really blame him.
Her mind was made up not to protest, however. So, a moment later, she braced herself as she awaited the first swat.
Whack!
