Silence filled the classroom as Kylie managed to look everywhere but at the two people in front of her.
“Look at me, please, Kylie Anne.”
It took all her courage but she managed to force her gaze to her Mommy’s. “Yeah?”
Both of Mommy’s brows raised toward her hairline. “Is that how you answer me, little girl?”
Shame heated her cheeks. No matter how mad she was, there was no excuse for being rude. “No, Mommy.”
“That’s better. Now, are you ready to apologize to your brother for that outburst?”
She should. She knew she should because she’d said some awful things she didn’t even mean. But she was still just somad.“No, Mommy.”
Sighing, Mommy shook her head. “All right. Let’s go home and we can talk about it there.”
Addison
Being a Mommy was a lot of work with one Little. She’d wildly underestimated how much worktwoLittles would be.
Stepping into her apartment, she pointed at the couch. “Take all your clothes off, both of you, and fold them neatly on the couch.”
Both her Little ones stared at her. “Why?” Kylie asked, her tone dripping with attitude.
Temper sparked in her chest, but she swallowed it back. “Because I said so, little girl. And because you don’t want to find out what Mommy’s belt feels like across your bare bottom.”
Kylie’s eyes went wide and Addison swore she heard her audibly gulp. “Yes, Mommy.”
“I’m going to get some things from my bedroom. By the time I come back out here, I expect to find you both naked and standing beside the couch.”
Trusting they’d obey, she turned on her heel and headed for her room to find her play bag. She pulled out a few lengths of silken rope, along with a heavy wooden paddle just in case they decided to test her.
Luckily for both of them, they were indeed naked and standing beside the couch when she returned, though it wasclear Kylie was very deliberately standing as far from Danny as she thought she could get away with.
That wouldn’t last long.
“Daniel, please have a seat on the couch.”
He flashed her an uncertain look, but he obeyed. Her babygirl watched warily as Addison approached, slowly unraveling the first length of rope.
“Have either of you heard of a ‘get along shirt’?”
They glanced at each other, then back at her, both of them shaking their heads.
“It’s a concept I once saw online. A parent takes one of their shirts and puts it on two of their children at the same time. So they’re forced to, as the name implies, get along because they’re stuck together until they can play nicely.” She let her lips curve. “We’re going to do something similar. Kylie, straddle Daniel’s lap facing him, please.”
Nose wrinkling, Kylie shook her head. “Don’t wanna.”
“Would you prefer a paddling?”
“No, Mommy.”
“Then do as you’re told. My patience is running thin, little girl.”
With one last pleading look, which Addison pointedly ignored, Kylie sighed and moved into position, one knee on either side of Danny, hovering over his half-erect cock.
“Lower, Kylie Anne.”
Another sigh, this one distinctly more aggravated as she lowered herself onto Danny’s cock.
