“We don’t—ow.” A particularly hard spank landed right on his sit-spot. “We don’t want a cuddly Mommy. We want you.”
“We’ll see how you feel about that once you realize how strict I can be. Hand me that ruler, Daniel James.”
It took all his courage to reach back and hand her the wicked implement. The cool wood tapped against his already aching bottom and he had to bite back a whimper.
“This is just a taste of whatmyLittle boy could expect to receive if he made plans with a friend to act out in class.”
Fire exploded across his bottom and Danny yelped, jerking forward in a desperate attempt to escape the punishing wood. But her hold on him was like iron, and all he could do was wriggle helplessly while she landed five more blows on his unprotected skin. Every movement massaged his cock against her thigh, and the mixture of pain and pleasure nearly drove him over the edge despite the seriousness of the situation.
“You’re a good boy, Daniel. Which is why I expect more from you. Six more and then you’re done. Can you take six more for me, sweet boy?”
He could take six dozen if she kept calling him “sweet boy” in that silky, smoky voice of hers. “Yes, Ma’am.”
“Such a good Little boy you are. Six more,” she reminded him, a second before the seventh blow fell, the shock of pain bringing tears to his eyes.
By the time she finished, he wasn’t sobbing openly like Kylie had been, but it was pretty close. Tears slipped down his cheeks despite his attempts to fight them back and his bottomhurt.
“Come here, my sweet boy. Kneel between my legs.”
He slid to the floor in front of her, his eyes fluttering closed when her arms came around him, holding him tight against her soft breasts. “There we go. You’re going to be a good boy for me from now on, aren’t you, Daniel?”
“I’ll t-try, Ma’am.”
“That’s all I can ask.” Pulling away, she cupped his face, her thumbs brushing away his tears as her lips curved up in a smile so radiant it nearly blinded him. “We’re going to snuggle a bit more, until you’re feeling steadier. Then I want you to take Kylie back to her dorm room and take care of her. You may apply some arnica to each other’s bottoms, just this once, but you willnotengage in any sexual activity. Understood?”
Fucking hell, she might actually be perfect. Maybe she thought he wanted sweet and cuddly, but no. He wantedthis. Strict dominance, complete control. All balanced with a bit of cuddling on the side.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Good boy.”
Sighing softly, he leaned into her embrace, letting himself soak up her comfort as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Once his system had settled, he was the one to pull away. “I think I’m good, Ma’am.”
“All right. You take Kylie home and I’ll write you notes for the rest of the day. And then I’ll meet you both at Kylie’s dorm at seven for dinner.”
His heart rate shot through the roof. “Tonight, Ma’am?”
“Tonight, sweet boy.” Gripping his chin, she forced his head back, and his breath caught in his throat. “If I’m going to claim you as mine, I refuse to wait another day.”
Chapter Eight
Addison
After seeing Daniel and Kylie off to their dorms, she left a note for her next class and shot a text off to the teacher group chat letting them know she’d be off the rest of the day. Ignoring the immediate pings in response, she shoved the phone into her purse, tucked her laptop into her messenger bag, and headed for the main area of the Ranch.
Erika looked up from her desk in the waiting area of Derek’s office, a smile spreading across her welcoming face. “Hi, Professor Renard! What can I do for you?”
“I need to speak with Derek. Now, if possible.”
The urgency in her voice must have gotten through because Erika instantly sobered, her head bobbing up and down. “Of course. He should be available but let me check for you.”
Addison resisted the urge to pace while Erika made the call, but just barely. Every nerve in her body felt like a livewire about to snap, and it was all she could do not to simply burst into his office without waiting.
Thankfully, Derek was free, and as soon as Erika gave her the go ahead, Addison hurried into his office. He was where he often was, sitting behind his large desk, a knowing smile on his lips.
“Addison. Lovely to see you again so soon. What can I do for you?”
