“Well… no.”
“I see.” Nodding as if she did truly understand, Addison slipped her arms around Kylie’s waist, pulling her up against allthose soft curves. “Do you think that maybe setting an alarm would have been a better choice?”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“Agreed. But I do understand that accidents happen. So I’ll let you decide. Do you want a spanking, or would you rather sit and write lines to help you remember to be on time?”
“A spanking.” The words tumbled out of her in a breathless rush. “I would definitely rather have the spanking.”
“Good choice, little dove. Come with Mommy.”
Kylie let herself be led over to her bed, where Addison perched on the edge much like she had during that first fateful spanking. But now when she pulled Kylie over her knees, all Kylie could think about was how she was getting her first spanking from herMommy.
Her heartbeat thundered in her ears as Addison tugged her pajamas and her panties to her knees, baring her bottom.
“You have the most spankable ass I have ever seen, little one,” Addison murmured as she ran her hands over Kylie's trembling backside. “I tried to pretend I didn’t notice the first time I spanked you, because I knew if I noticed I wouldn’t be able to stop noticing.”
“Really?”
“Absolutely, babygirl. And now I get to spank this pretty bottom whenever I want.”
As if to punctuate her meaning, Addison snapped her hand against Kylie’s bare bottom. A lovely sting bloomed in the spot she’d just spanked, drawing a gasp from Kylie’s lips.
“When Mommy gives you a specific time to be ready, I expect you to be ready. No excuses.” Several more spanks landed, not as hard and punishing as her first two spankings, but just hard enough to stoke the fire building between Kylie’s legs. “You may be a Little girl, but you know how to be responsible, Kylie Anne.”
“Yes, Mommy!”
“Good girl.” The spanking ended and Addison stroked her hand over Kylie’s pleasantly warm bottom. “The next time Mommy wants you to be up by a certain time what are you going to do?”
“Set an alarm.”
“Such a smart girl,” Addison purred, her fingers drifting lower, down to where Kylie was so shamefully wet and aching. “It really is a shame, you know. I had so many lovelyplansfor you and Daniel this morning. But those plans will have to wait.”
Pulling her fingers away from Kylie’s dripping folds, Addison patted her bottom. “Up you go. Into the shower with you.”
With a pained groan, Kylie forced herself to her feet. “Why do I feel like this is the real punishment?” she grumbled as she pulled her pajamas back into place.
“Because it is,” Addison replied cheerfully. “And I have every confidence that next time, you and Daniel will be ready on time. Now go on and Mommy will pick out an outfit for you to wear to breakfast.”
“You want to pick out my clothes?”
The smile on Addison’s face faltered slightly. “If you don’t mind. It’s one of the little things I really loved about being a Mommy.”
Itwasa little thing. But it was a little thing Kylie hadn’t planned on, and it always threw her for a bit of a loop when someone sprung things on her, no matter how “little”.
“Um. Yeah. I guess that’s okay.”
“You can always tell me if you’re unhappy with my choices, baby. I won’t be upset.”
“Really?”
“Of course. And if there’s something you’re not comfortable wearing outside the dorm, you can tell me that as well. I never want to embarrass you. Well.” Her smile turned wicked. “Not unless you’ve earned it.”
Heat rushed to Kylie’s cheeks. “Okay, Mommy.”
“Good girl. You go shower and I’ll pick out your clothes.”
Forcing herself to breathe through the tightness in her chest, Kylie hurried toward her bathroom.They’re just clothes, Kylie. Don’t be a baby.
