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“Spanking.” He pulled me from the closet.
“Oh, no.”
“Oh, no, indeed.”
Chapter Three
Travis
I punched in the code to the house. It wasn’t even lunchtime, and I was already exhausted. Why in the world we’d thought it was a good idea to expand the club was beyond me. Yes, we had more members than room, but we could have worked out a schedule or something. This was insane. I never imagined there would be so many things to decide on when expanding. I didn’t care what kind of flooring went in or if all the cabinet handles matched. I just needed four additional private rooms and one more large main room. Why was that so hard?
I groaned as I kicked off my wet combat boots. And how hard was it to avoid cutting into a main water line? Probably as hard as shutting the damn water off first. This was not how I wanted to spend my morning. I wanted to spend it trying to pry what was wrong out of my Little one.
“Rae Rae? Maddox?” I called into the quiet house.
“We’re in your office,” Maddox yelled.
I groaned and rubbed the bridge of my nose. The only time they were in my office was for discipline or when Maddox was letting Reagan raid my chocolate liqueur stash. I wished I could spank Maddox like I spanked her.
I climbed the steps slowly and grumbled as my wet socks slid against the hardwood floors. This was the worst Friday ever.
I entered the office and took a seat in the closest chair. My socks made a disgusting wet sound as I tossed them into the hallway. Reagan was tucked into her normal corner. Well, her normal corner for me. Maddox almost never needed to discipline her. She really was a good girl. I punished her more often, but usually for things like lack of communication or hiding things from me.
Last month another Little was being unkind to her at our bar. She hadn’t told us and if not for seeing it, we would have never known. I was hurt that she didn’t feel she could come and tell us about the bullying, but her lack of communication is what caused her to be disciplined. After getting her ass fucked, she had to write a report on the importance of communication in a healthy relationship. She had done better since then, but she was still hiding something from us. I just couldn’t figure out what. I was very close to removing the choice to tell us from her.
The only reason I hadn’t was that whatever she was hiding had a lot of emotions tied to it. Her therapist wanted her to try and work through them first. I trusted Reagan’s doctor, but we’d been trying to work though these feelings for at least eight weeks. My Little girl was only getting sicker and sicker. I’d almost lost her in the months after her sister died, and I wouldn’t let things go so far this time.
“Oh, Rae Rae, did you make a naughty choice today?” I asked as I leaned back in the chair. Her quiet sniffles showed her repentance already. She really did hate to be naughty.
My Daddy heart swelled with pride when she answered me without turning around. Discipline was discipline no matter who administered it. She never tried to turn Maddox or me against each other and understood if one of us said no, she was not to run and ask the other one.
“What happened?” I asked as I turned and looked at Maddox. He had texted me earlier, but I hadn’t had time to look at it.
“She had a hard time giving up peep-pie this morning. Later she asked me if we could call Dallas. When I pulled my phone out of my pocket, she snatched peep-pie, ran, and hid in your closet so she could suck it,” Maddox explained.
I couldn’t help but grin, and Maddox’s lip twitched. Her behavior was hilarious, new, and incredibly naughty.
“Oh, Rae Rae, that was not a sweet girl,” I scolded once I had my amusement under control.
“Yes, she’s very lucky you’re home to deal with her disobedience now. She’d earned my belt for fighting me during her timeout.”
That caused me to raise my eyebrow. That wasveryunlike Reagan.AndMaddox. I had never seen him use a belt on anyone, and he never handed off punishment. It was one of our agreements.
Reagan sniffled again from the corner.
“I’m going to talk to Daddy in the hall, Reagan. I expect you to stay right here until we get back. Do you understand?” Maddox asked.
“Yes, sir,” she responded, keeping her hands behind her back, making my Daddy heart proud again.
“I want you to use this time to think about your naughty choices today and to reflect on how much we love you, okay? We discipline you because we love you,” Maddox said.
“We love you, baby, we’ll be right back,” I assured her.
I followed Maddox out into the hallway, and he shut the office door behind us.
“She fought you during her timeout?” I asked, not hiding my surprise. Reagan was always so contrite when punished.
“She didn’t want me to strip her. She hasn’t fought about being naked in front of me in a long while.”
