Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Mindy swallowed hard, regretting the disobedience. It wasn’t like her, and the ice cream was sitting like a rock in her tummy, making her feel a bit nauseous. “I’m sorry, Ma’am,” she whispered.
“What happens to naughty Little girls who break the rules, Mindy?”
She shuddered before she muttered, “They get spanked.”
“Has anyone ever spanked you before, Baby girl?”
Mindy shook her head. She’d thought about what it would feel like to get spanked by a Daddy, but she’d never experienced it. She’d never considered what it might be like to be spanked by a Mommy. The idea was foreign to her. But it was just a spanking.
As butterflies took up residence in her stomach, she wondered if she’d eaten the fudgsicle on purpose. Maybe she was testing Tricia. What if Tricia decided Mindy wasn’t good enough to go to The Nurturing Center?”
She started to cry.
“Hey, now. No need for tears yet. I haven’t even landed a single swat,” Tricia pointed out. “Come.” She took Mindy’s hand and led her through to the bedroom.
Mindy was quietly sobbing as Tricia sat on the edge of the bed, removed Mindy’s leggings and then her diaper, and angled her to the side so she could drape her over her lap.
“Give me your hands, Baby girl. Bring them to the small of your back.”
It felt awkward, but Mindy did as she was told, heart beating fast, breaths coming shallowly.
Tricia clasped Mindy’s wrists with one hand and held them steady. She used her other hand to rub Mindy’s naked bottom. “Spread your thighs, Baby girl. You don’t get to squeeze your pussy while you’re being spanked.”
Mindy shuddered, feeling embarrassed by the suggestion. Tricia was spot on. The urge to press her thighs together was strong. How did the other woman know?
“Wider, Mindy,” Tricia admonished in the firmest voice Mindy had heard from the woman before. She slid her hand down the back of Mindy’s thigh and tugged her closest leg up tighter against her body, forcing Mindy to bend her knee, opening her up wider.
“I won’t spank you very hard this first time, Baby girl, but I want you to know what it feels like so you’ll think twice about misbehaving in the future.” Tricia smoothed her hand over Mindy’s bottom again before lifting it and landing the first swat.
Mindy flinched, the air leaving her lungs. It hadn’t hurt, but she’d been surprised and couldn’t stop her reaction.
Tricia spanked her again in another spot and then continued, peppering Mindy’s heated skin with increasingly harder slaps.
Mindy was stiff at first, but as the spanking continued, she loosened up, going into her head as the heat and burn on her bottom increased. It stung, but it also felt good, confusing her. For one thing, she truly felt like she was atoning for her naughty behavior, something she’d never experienced before.
Granted, she hadn’t misbehaved very many times in her life. The naughtiest thing she’d ever done had been to kiss Eva in her mother’s kitchen, and she’d paid heavily for that.
Or perhaps it had been her salvation, depending on how she looked at it.
Another, far more disturbing, thing happened as Tricia spanked her. Her sex got wet, so wet it started to throb before Tricia was finished.
Mindy was panting and squirming as Tricia rubbed her heated skin.
“Such a good girl,” Tricia praised. “I bet you needed that, didn’t you, Baby girl?”
Needed it? Mindy didn’t know what that meant, but she ached in a way that had nothing to do with her burning bottom. The need she felt was between her legs. She kept clenching her channel over and over, focused on nothing but the throbbing.
“Stay still, Baby girl,” Tricia commanded, holding Mindy steady with one hand still around her wrists and the other on the swell of her bottom.
Mindy held her breath and gritted her teeth. She’d never felt this way before. So many emotions slammed into her at once. She was trembling.
“I know it’s powerful. Take some deep breaths. The first spanking can be overwhelming.” Tricia lifted her hand and swatted Mindy’s inner thigh. “Keep your legs wide.”
Mindy gasped. She hadn’t even realized she’d been inching them closer.
“Deep breath,” Tricia ordered again.
Mindy pulled in oxygen and held it. Her entire body was pulsing with need. “Please…” The word escaped her lips before she could stop it, and she instantly stiffened, embarrassed.
“I know you need to come, Baby girl, but naughty girls don’t get to orgasm after a spanking. Let it subside.”
Mindy released the breath and drew in another ragged one. How did Tricia know what she was feeling?
“It’s normal, Baby girl. Lots of submissives of every type get aroused from a spanking. That doesn’t mean they’re permitted the relief they crave.” Tricia squeezed her bottom.
Mindy moaned. Shaking, she asked, “Are you still going to take me with you?”
“Of course, Baby girl.” Tricia patted her bottom. “You’re very submissive, Mindy, and I know you try hard to be good all the time, but it’s not necessary to be perfect. It’s okay to make mistakes. Sometimes Littles do so on purpose because they enjoy having their bottom spanked.”