Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
Kylie
She woke with an iron band wrapped around her waist and an ache in her back. Wincing, she rolled over, her mind struggling to piece together why she was on such a hard surface instead of her nice comfy bed.
And when she finally managed to pry her eyes open, her heart leapt at the sight that greeted her. Danny, her Danny, with his sandy brown hair falling haphazardly over one eye as he slumbered beside her.
That’s right. They’d realized pretty quickly that her bed was far too small for both of them, so they’d made a nest for themselves on the floor instead. Which she didn’t regret for a moment, even if the ache in her back and shoulders was screaming at her to never do it again.
As if he could sense her watching him, Danny’s eyes fluttered open, his dark eyes still cloudy with sleep even as his lips curved upward. “Mmm. Morning, Ky.”
“Morning.” Ducking her head beneath his chin, she snuggled deeper into his embrace. “Sleep okay?”
“Like a rock. You?”
“Same. Kinda sore from sleeping on this hard floor but it was worth it.”
A deep laugh rumbled in his chest. “Can’t argue with you there. What time is it?”
“No idea. Don’t care.”
His large hand drifted down her body to cup her ass, squeezing tightly and pulling her up against the hard length of him. “You’re going to care if Mommy gets here and finds us still in bed.”
True. Addison had been very clear the night before that she expected them both dressed and ready to go when she arrived.
What would happen if they weren’t? Would she spank them? Or did she have some other devious punishment planned for them?
Part of her wanted to find out. That part of herself she suppressed when she needed to be “Big”, the part that just wanted to throw all the rules out the window and be loud and brash and Little all the time.
But it wasn’t fair to drag Danny into her naughtiness, again, so she sighed and pulled away. “You’re probably right. We should—”
Knock, knock, knock.
Groaning loudly, Danny rolled and reached for his phone. “Fuck. It’s nine.”
Excitement and fear sent Kylie’s heart racing. “Guess I’ll go let her in. No sense in making things worse for us.”
“I know you’re right but fuck. I was hoping we could go more than twenty-four hours without getting in trouble.”
Since she hadn’t had that same expectation, she kept her thoughts to herself as she climbed out of their makeshift bed and padded over to the door.
Addison stood on the other side, looking fresh as a daisy in a stunning pale green sundress dotted in little pink flowers and matching pink heels. Unlike the night before, her hair was pulled up in a careful ponytail that added to the 1950s style glam of the dress.
By contrast, Kylie felt grimy and unkempt in her pajamas with her hair a mess from having just rolled out of bed. “Hi, Mommy,” she managed to choke out. “You look really pretty.”
Oh, god. Could she be any more lame?
But the compliment had Addison’s emerald eyes lighting with pleasure. “Thank you, baby. May I come in?”
“Yeah. Right, of course. Sorry.”
Between Addison’s natural height and the sky-high heels, she towered over Kylie as she stepped into the dorm room. So when she gripped Kylie’s chin between her fingers, Kylie was forced to tilt her head back to meet her eyes.
“You are adorable like this, little dove,” Addison murmured, running her thumb over Kylie’s trembling bottom lip. “So sweet and rumpled from sleep. It makes me want to drag you back to bed and see how much more of a mess I can make of you.”
“Yes, please,” Kylie whispered.
A wicked smile curved her Mommy’s lips. “So tempting. But I don’t reward naughty Little girls with orgasms.” Her gaze slid to the left, one brow raising. “Or naughty Little boys, for that matter. Good morning, Daniel.”
“Hi, Mommy. Um, I promise it’s not what it looks like,” he rushed to explain, his voice shaking a bit as he finished buttoning his jeans. “We didn’t… Kylie asked me to stay the night, but I promise we didn’t, um, you know.”
“Hmm.” Still gripping Kylie’s chin, Addison shifted her attention back to Kylie. “So if I were to tie you to your bed and eat your pretty pussy until you come screaming on my tongue, I wouldn’t taste Daniel’s cum inside you?”
There was something jarring about this gorgeous, elegant woman saying such crude things to her that had Kylie’s stomach doing somersaults. “No, Mommy. We kissed some but that was it. Danny was very strict about following your rules.”
“That makes me very happy to hear.” Leaning in, she brushed the barest hint of a kiss over Kylie’s lips. “Good girl,” she murmured before straightening again and releasing her hold on Kylie’s chin.
“And my good boy,” she added with a kiss for Danny. “Daniel, go shower and change and meet us back here so we can go to breakfast.”
Relief and disappointment warred openly on Daniel’s face. “You’re not mad that we aren’t ready on time?”
“Mad? No, sweet boy. But you are both going to be punished. How severely depends on whether or not you follow my instructions or continue questioning me.”
Red flooded Danny’s cheeks. “Sorry. I’ll, ah, go get dressed.”
“Good choice. We’ll see you in a bit.”
Danny hurried out of the room, shutting the door behind him, leaving Kylie alone with their new Mommy for the very first time.
Excitement and nerves skittered up her spine and she didn’t even bother fighting the urge to shift from foot to foot as Addison continued watching her with that cool, even stare.
“What time did I tell you both to be ready this morning, Kylie Anne?”
Oh, man. With every word from her Mommy’s lips, Kylie slipped deeper and deeper into her Little space. “Um, nine o’clock. But we didn’t mean to be naughty Mommy, really! We just didn’t wake up on time.”
“Did you set an alarm so you could be up and ready when I asked?”
“Well… no.”
“I see.” Nodding as if she did truly understand, Addison slipped her arms around Kylie’s waist, pulling her up against all those 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 her Mommy.
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 lovely plans for 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.”
It was a 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.
Right. Just clothes. And Mommy had already said she could speak up if she didn’t like what she picked out. And it wasn’t like Kylie had a ton of clothes she didn’t like anyway. So, really, the odds of Mommy picking out something she would be absolutely horrified to wear were pretty slim.
Unless she went digging and found the stash of onesies Kylie kept hidden away in the bottom drawer of her dresser. While she was pretty sure her Little wasn’t any younger than four at the very youngest, she liked the way the onesies fit and the way they hugged her whole body.
But even those could be hidden with a cute skirt. Or a pair of shorts or something. So it was fine.
Really, it was totally, absolutely fine.