And then Kylie looked up, her brown eyes molten with a mixture of need and defiance that had the need in Addison’s lower belly coiling even tighter. “Make me.”
For a moment, you could have heard a pin drop in her classroom, the silence that fell was so absolute.
“Excuse me, little girl?”
The color on Kylie’s cheeks darkened, but she didn’t back down. “I said, ‘Make me,’ Professor.”
Every eye in the room, including Daniel’s, was on them. She had to dosomething. Calling in Grant at this point felt a bit too much like admitting she couldn’t handle her students, and that would be disastrous for her both as a professor and a Domme.
Stepping forward, she wrapped a hand around Kylie’s upper arm, hauling her to her feet. “All right, little girl. Let’s do this the hard way.”
Chapter Seven
Kylie
Shit, shit, shit!
With Professor Renard’s hand clamped around her arm, dragging her toward the front of the room, there was no doubt what was about to happen. And even though it was exactly what Kyliewantedto happen, her heart felt like it might beat right out of her chest at the same time.
She hated being punished in front of other people. It made her feel like a complete failure, having everyone witness what a huge fucking brat she’d been. But this was what she’d wanted, this was the plan, and it was finally going right.
So if she needed to get her ass paddled in front of an entire classroom full of students to win Professor Renard over, then that’s what she would do.
“Mr. Hollis, please grab that chair in the corner for me.”
Danny shot Kylie an apologetic glance before hurrying to do as he was told, grabbing the chair and situating it at the front of the room for Professor Renard.
“Thank you, Daniel. Now, go plant your nose in the corner this chair was in and wait your turn.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
In one swift move, the professor sat and pulled Kylie down over her lap. Kylie nearly sighed at how good it felt to finally be back here, back where she belonged. Being over Addison Renard’s knee almost felt like coming home.
If it hadn’t been for all the people watching.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into you today, little girl, but it stops right now.” A tug and a cool brush of air told Kylie she was officially bare-assed in front of the entire class and heat rushed to her cheeks. “Starting with that lollipop I told you to get rid of. Hand it over, please.”
She’d completely forgotten she was even still sucking on it. Just her luck she’d chosen one that seemed to last forever.
Pulling the stick free, she held it up for Professor Renard to take. “I’m sorry, Ma’am,” she whispered, tears already burning the backs of her eyes.
“Oh, you are certainly going to be by the time I’m through with you, Kylie Anne.”
At the first swat from the professor’s hard hand, Kylie jumped, her heart sinking into her stomach as she realized that Addison had, indeed, been holding back during that first spanking.
A lot.
Pain exploded across her bottom, heat engulfing every inch of her exposed skin as her professor’s hand landed again and again. Even worse, however, was the fact that every swat seemed to shove Kylie deeper into her Little space.
“Owie, owie, owie! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I won’t be naughty again, I swear!”
“I certainly hope not. Whatever this attitude you have is, it stops right this second. Am I making myself perfectly clear, little girl?”
“Yes, Ma’am! I’msorry!”
The self-restraint she’d been able to muster during her first spanking flew right out the window when Professor Renard focused on the sensitive skin right at the top of her thighs. Howling, Kylie fluttered her feet, tangled as they were in her shorts and panties.
“You are a good girl, Kylie Anne.” While the words sounded like praise, the professor’s tone was stern, scolding. “Far too good of a girl to be constantly disrupting my class this way. I am very disappointed in you, young lady.”
