Unfortunately, her redemption tour had only just begun. She still had two stern Daddy Doms and two stubborn littles to contend with.
I hoped once she let them see the real Kylie, she could charm them the way she had charmed me.
CHAPTER 25
KYLIE
My eyes blinked open, and it took me a few seconds to remember. The pain in my ass should have clued me in right away. Sitting in my boss’s arms while he rocked me after a spanking seemed like a fever dream. Too many contradictions happened in the last twelve hours.
I vaguely remember calling PatrickDaddy,which was the topper to an already incomprehensible day.
I sat up, not ready to look him in the eye.
“You’re awake?” He asked. “You okay?”
“Yes.” I nodded. The air hit my lady parts and reminded me I'd lost my panties at some point. Seems silly to be embarrassed now.
I pressed against Patrick’s chest and slid off his lap. My legs were unsteady, but thankfully they held. I wasn’t sure what to do or what to say.Thank you for my spanking.It seemed weird. It wasn’t my idea.
My mind was a jumbled mess. The spanking put me in little space, but a little nap brought me somewhere in between. My bottom lip trembled. I bit it to stop, but it wouldn’t.
“Oh, Kylie.” Patrick ran his knuckles down my cheek. “What’s wrong?”
“Don’t know.” I swiped at my tears. It was like logic was pulling me back to the big side, but I wanted to be little bad.
“Hey little one.” He pinched my cheek. “I think the party in Emerald City is still going on. How about we head back out and see some of the sights?”
“Really?” Great. It would be loud and chaotic and prevent us from having to talk. “Yes, please.”
“And I bet we can find some sweet treats for your tummy.”
“I’d like that.” The clouds seemed to lift. “But what about Rayna and …” I knew I owed them an apology, but I wasn’t ready to face them right now.
“No need to worry about them. They've gone to bed for the night.” He kissed my cheek. “You can talk to them another time. Tonight. I just want little Kylie to have some fun.”
“You’ll be there with me.”
“Every step of the way.”
“Okay.” I looked down at my feet. “I think I need to find my panties first.”
Patrick chuckled. I joined him with a shy giggle and swung my dress back and forth.
Patrick found my underwear and knelt in front of me.
“Hold on to me and put one foot in.” I followed his instructions. “Now the other.”
He pulled them up for me.
“Ouchie.” The fabric made my backside sting. “You spank hard.”
“Then I did my job.” He grinned. “Come on.”
I took his hand, and he led me to another door.
“Use the potty first. Then we can clean off your face and head to the party.” He opened the door and guided me into a clean white-tiled bathroom with a vanity across one wall, with amirror above the sink. The floating toilet sat opposite. A shower stall covered the length of the back wall.
Patrick stepped in and closed the door.
