Tapping the crop she holds against the palm of her hand, she smirks. “Come here, Juniper.”
Breathless, I approach, making sure to hold up my dress until she gives me permission to let it go again. Mommy places the tip of the crop beneath my chin, nudging my head up so I’m forced to look her in the eye.
“Who do you belong to right now, Juniper Skye?”
“Y-you, Mommy.”
“And who do you belong toeveryWednesday night, without exception?”
“You, Mommy,” I whisper, my voice tight with a mixture of desire and fear.
“That’s right. And do you think it made Mommy happy to see you flirting with someone else right under my nose?”
“No, Mommy. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, you are certainly about to be, my naughty Little girl. Dress and panties off.”
Moving quickly, I strip the dress off, taking care to hang it up in the small closet provided for just this reason. I make sure to fold my panties as well, unwilling to risk provoking Mommy any further. She hates mess, and not putting my clothes away neatly is a sure-fire way to get my bottom spanked.
And since I’m still not sure exactly howmuchtrouble I’m in, I don’t want to push my luck.
“Good girl,” she praises in that low purr of a voice that always shoots straight to my clit. “How do you feel about horses, June-bug?”
“Horses?” Confusion has my brows drawing together as I consider her question. “Um, they’re cool, I guess. I always wanted to try riding one when I was younger but we couldn’t afford it.”
A wicked smile stretches across my Mommy’s face as she gestures to her right, drawing my attention to a large rocking horse with two large dildos sticking straight up from the saddle.
“Good news, my little June-bug. Tonight, you learn how to ride.”
CHAPTER 5
VALENTINA
The flicker of fear over my babygirl’s face has my heart pounding so hard I swear I can hear every beat.
Some Littles need a Mommy who is sweet and gentle and nurturing. A Mommy who scolds only when needed and only punishes her Little one if it’s absolutely necessary.
I would not be a good Mommy for those Littles.
But my little princess is not one of those Littles. She loves it when I’m strict. Even more so when I hurt her, when I take her to the edge of what she thinks she can handle and often beyond.
She is absolutely going to love what I have planned for her tonight, even if she isn’t yet willing to admit it.
“Um, is someone else coming to play, Mommy?” That hint of fear echoes in her voice as she warily eyes the rocking horse.
“Oh, no, baby. Those cocks are just for my little princess. Up you go.”
The fact that I’m tall enough to easily lift my babygirl always gives me a thrill, and tonight is no exception. A familiar excitement courses through my veins as I pick her up and help her onto the rocking horse.
“Gentle now, baby. You don’t want to go too fast and hurt yourself.”
June’s brows draw together in a scowl. “If you didn’t want to hurt me you woulda picked smaller cocks.”
She has a point, so I don’t bother to argue as I help guide her into the correct position to take both rubber dicks in her little holes.
“Owie, Mommy,” she whines as she begins working herself down onto the cocks, the smaller of the two—though not by much—stretching her open in ways she hasn’t been stretched in a while.
Or perhaps she has. While theVelvet Collaris strictly dedicated to Dommes, the other club where Junie plays is more eclectic. She could have a Daddy there who enjoys fucking her sweet little bottom.
