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“Yes, you may.”
“What are you waiting for?”
“Sassy little brat.” Michelle’s voice had taken on a low, almost cooing tone he didn’t recognize. But obviously Allie did, because her eyes widened, and she immediately straightened.
“We are waiting for you to ask,” Nick said, fully aware that his answer was perfectly unhelpful.
With an annoyed huff, Allie threw her hands up. “Ask for what?”
“Oh, dear.” Shaking her head, Michelle made a little clucking sound with her tongue. “You didn’t get permission to ask that question, babygirl. Turn around and put your hands on your knees.”
Obviously annoyed by her misstep, Allie did as she was told and moved into position. Michelle chose a paddle from the wall, long and wide enough to cover all of their girl’s bottom with one swat, but judging by how she handled it, not thick and heavy enough so that she wouldn’t be able to take more than a few strokes.
Walking over to Allie, Michelle flipped her skirt up over her back and tapped her bottom with the paddle. “All right, babygirl. Ask me if you can have your punishment.”
“Ugh, you havegotto be kidding!” Allie groaned.
“Nope. And now you get to ask me twice. I can do this all night, baby, but I’m not sure if you can.”
Allie huffed out another annoyed breath, and Nick was fairly certain she rolled her eyes as well, but he decided not to call her on it for now. If it got out of hand, he’d address it.
“May I please have my swat?”
“What is the swat for?” The teasing tone of Michelle’s voice made it clear she was enjoying every second of this as much as Allie was hating it.
“Ugh! May I please have my swat for not getting permission to ask a question!”
“Yes, you may, babygirl.” Stepping off to the side, Michelle lined the paddle up and swung. Even though Nick could tell she was holding back, it was enough to make Allie squeal and rise up on her toes, though she managed to keep her position.
“Next one,” Michelle ordered in an almost sing-song voice.
“May I please have my swat for not asking permission to tell you how ridiculous this whole thing is?”
“Of course!” Another swing, another squeal, and then Allie was up and rubbing her bottom, a scowl twisting her usually sweet features.
“May I please have permission to tell you both how much this sucks?” she asked, shooting daggers at them both.
“Nope,” Michelle chirped. “But we do need you naked, so you’ll need to ask permission for that next.”
“Fine.” Now Allie definitely did roll her eyes. “May I please get naked?”
“Hmmm.” Tapping a finger against her lips, Michelle turned to him, her expression positively gleeful. “I’m not sure that’s specific enough. What do you think, Nick?”
“Not specific enough at all, little one. Why don’t you try starting with the shirt and you can work your way down?”
“I—you—” Allie let out a short, frustrated scream. “May I please take off my shirt?”
“Yes, you may,” he answered. The sadist in him was enjoying her frustration, and he hadn’t even touched her yet.
With short, jerky movements, Allie yanked her shirt up over her head and tossed it off to the side. “May I please remove my skirt?”
“Yes, you may,” Michelle said.
And so they went, piece by piece, until there was a pile of discarded clothing on one side of the room, and Allie was completely, gloriously naked in front of them.
“You are stunning, little one.” Stepping forward, he cupped one small, pert breast in his hand, rolling her nipple into a hard point. On the other side of her, Michelle mirrored his movements, until Allie’s breathing grew rapid and uneven, and the scent of her arousal seemed to fill the room.
“Are you learning your lesson, babygirl?” There was that deep, too-sweet voice from Michelle again, drawing a whimper from the woman between them.
