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Smack!“One.”Smack!“Two.”
The spanking continues, each hard smack laid down on alternating ass cheeks, right on my sit spots. Below the pluginside me. I know our upcoming plane journey is going to be uncomfortable, and that’s exactly why he’s doing this.
“You are an incredible young woman, Jade, and your behaviour should reflect that,” he scolds, spanking me harder with each swat. “How do you think Richard felt, seeing those pictures of you on the front pages of the papers, all over the internet? That’s not going to happen anymore.”
Smack!“Five.” I’m sobbing so hard I can barely get the word out—both from the pain of the spanking, but also from Jaxon’s words. He’s making me realise that my behaviour doesn’t just reflect poorly on me, but it upsets Richard and my father, as well. Before, although I was peripherally aware that it hurt them, I didn’t really give it much thought. But now, Jaxon is drumming it into me properly. Both with his hard hand and his harsh words.
“Because the Jade I’m falling in love with is well mannered, sensible, and makes good choices. She treats people well.”
Smack!“Six!” I shout. Finally! It’s over. But his words echo in my head.I’m falling in love…he’s falling in love with me! A warmth unlike any I’ve ever felt before spreads through me, to my bones, to my core. And I finally admit what I’ve been trying so hard to deny: I’m falling in love with him, too. I don’t just like him and respect him. It’s not just admiration and lust. It’s so much more.
“I think I’m falling in love with you, too,” I whisper. “But how is that even possible when we barely know each other?”
Jaxon slides my panties down my legs and slips them over my feet and off. I don’t ask him what he’s doing. Right now, I don’t even care.
“I think we know each other just fine,” he says. “We’ve spent a fair bit of time together since we met. Maybe we don’t know much about each other’s pasts or dreams. But I know you—the essence of you—and you know me.”
“Mmmm.” I murmur an agreement. I don’t know if I totally believe him, but it does make sense. At least, I think it does.
“And we’ve got our whole lives to get to know each other, little girl. We don’t have to know everything there is to know before we acknowledge our feelings.”
“Mmmmm.” That same agreeing murmur again. But this time, he’s right.
He pats my bottom—still bare—and helps me to sit up.
“Get back into the front seat, little girl. We’ve got a plane to catch.”
“But my panties?”
Jaxon shakes his head, grins, and pockets my panties.
“I’ll give them back to you at the airport. For now, you can sit on your sore, bare bottom. And that plug can stay right where it is, too. To remind you to behave on the flight.”
I gulp. I should be angry. I should refuse, throw a tantrum, demand he take this abomination out of my ass and give me back my underwear. But I don’t. Maybe Jaxon is finally teaching me to relax, not to react in anger so quickly. Or maybe it’s just because his words give me a little thrill of excitement.
He looks at me sternly, raising one eyebrow in that sexy way of his, the way that makes me all melty inside. Like he’s daring meto argue, because he wants to punish me some more. So I return his stare, boldly holding his gaze. And I smile.
“Yes, Daddy,” I say with a nod.
I feel so deliciously naughty walking through the throngs of people inside the airport building with my bottom bare under my skirt, sporting Jaxon’s handprints and a jewelled plug. Jason walks beside me, his hand guiding me in that possessive, protective way of his, splayed across the small of my back. He’s so big and strong, and devilishly handsome. I can feel eyes on us. On him. And I’m not sure if people are looking because they know I’m bare bottomed, wearing a butt plug in public, or if they’re admiring Jaxon… Or if they’re not looking at all and it’s my imagination. It’s not because they recognise me; I’m still wearing my wig and reading glasses. I quite like the way I look in my disguise. There’s security in not being recognised, in being completely anonymous. Just part of the crowd.
Shame alternates with pride as Jaxon guides me toward the public bathrooms. What would people think of me if they knew I had no panties on? And a butt plug in?
What would my friends think if they could see the gorgeous man walking beside me, the man who’s claimed me? I can’t wait to introduce him to them all, one day.
Inside the family bathroom, Jaxon locks the door, then puts our luggage cart in front of it.
“Hands on the wall, bend over, bottom out,” he instructs.
His no-nonsense tone makes me giggle. “I remember the first time you said those words to me.”
Jaxon winks. “So do I. There’ll be no spanking this time though, little girl. You’re being good. I’m just going to take out your butt plug. You don’t want to wear that through security, you’ll set off the metal detectors.”
“And my panties. You can’t make me fly with no panties on, Jaxon.”
He chuckles. “Yes, little girl, I’ll give you back your panties. But they’re coming off as soon as we land in Dunedin, all right?”
I pout, but it’s mostly for show. I pout because I wouldn’t be Jade Owens if I didn’t, but the truth is, wearing no panties in public with Jaxon gives me a thrill.
