But then it settles, and my muscles close around the narrow neck and I sigh with relief. That wasn’t so bad.
Unfortunately, my relief doesn’t last long. Almost as soon as the plug nestles in place, the burning starts. “Mommy… something’s wrong.”
“What is it, baby?”
“Mommy, it burns! Take it out, take it out!”
Behind me, Mommy chuckles, and my heart sinks as I realize the burning isn’t an accident. “Of course it burns, babygirl. That would be the ginger oil I used to lube up that pretty bottom of yours.”
Ihateginger. The one and only time Ethan and I tried playing with it, I freaked out and he decided pretty quickly it was a “punishment only” kind of thing. Did he tell Mommy that, or did she justknow?
Either way, it’s an effective punishment. Ten seconds into being plugged, I’m begging and pleading with her to remove it, to make it stop burning.
Instead, she slides a hand between my thighs, stroking at my clit, which I’m horrified to realize is swollen and aching despite my punishment.
I refuse to believe it’sbecauseof my punishment.
“Mommy will take your plug out when you prove you’re ready to be my good, sweet girl again,” she whispers in my ear as she continues to toy with my pussy. “Until then, you are going to keep your naughty girl plug in your bottom to help you remember to be on your best behavior when we are in public. Am I making myself clear, little girl?”
Pain and pleasure twist around my insides, scrambling my wits. “Y-yes, Mommy,” I somehow manage to gasp out.
“Good girl.” She pushes two fingers inside me, pulling another whimper from my lips. “If you can behave the rest of the day, Mommy will make you feel good when we get home. Can you do that for me, baby?”
“Yes, Mommy.”
Her hand disappears from my pussy, and I have to swallow a sob at the loss. “That’s my good little baby. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up and fed, and then we can decide if we want to do some more shopping or head home.”
I sniffle, deliberately making the sound extra pitiful in the hopes of earning some leniency after my punishment is over. “Okay, Mommy.”
Taking my hand, she guides me out of the bathroom stall to wash my hands before we head back out toward the food court. We settle on Chinese food, which she insists on feeding me, and despite the humiliation of being fed like a child in public, everything inside me grows warmer with every passing second we spend together. Even the burning inside my bottom isn’t enough to detract from the feeling of being so perfectly cared for.
After lunch, we shop a bit longer before the exhaustion of the day finally gets the better of me and Mommy declares it’s time to go home. Once we’re back at her house, she dresses me in one of my new nightgowns, which I’m embarrassed to realize doesn’t quite cover my bottom.
“Mommy, it’s too short,” I whine, tugging at the hem. “We shoulda got a bigger size.”
“Nonsense, baby. It’s the perfect length. Just right for Daddy and Mommy to see that cute little bottom.”
“ButMommy.”
“No more arguing, babygirl.” Pulling her phone from her pocket, she twirls a finger. “We need to get some cute pictures of you to send to your Daddy.”
CHAPTER 11
ETHAN
Finally, things seem to be going my way. There were zero mishaps on the job site today, and the Ellorys seem happy, at least for the time being. I’m not usually a big drinker, but between the stress of work and my home life, I figure I’ve earned a couple glasses of whiskey.
I’m in my hotel room, polishing off the dinner I had delivered and nursing my third glass when my phone buzzes.
Sloane.
It’s another picture of Mia, but instead of one of my t-shirts she’s wearing the cutest fucking nightgown I’ve ever seen in my life. The pink ruffled hem just barely brushes the tops of her panties, and the fabric is covered in little dancing panda bears.
What the fuck is Sloane up to?
Maybe it’s the whiskey making me feel brave, but instead of ignoring it like I did the other night, I hit the button to call Sloane’s cell.
“Hi, Daddy,” she says when she answers, and I swear I can hear the smug grin in her voice. “Did you like your picture?”
