Heart Song Anthology by Carolyn Faulkner (e reader pdf best TXT) 📕

while the girls were sleeping to discuss over coffee and with the two older women the upcoming punishments. The men knew the women would be nannies at the ranch, but Etta had never given a spanking. Nelda was a pro, having been nanny to Shaun’s mother. They also knew the girls were still new to the lifestyle.

Ike took Mindy’s hand. “It is time to take care of punishments. I want you to go to our room and take a hot shower, then put on your jammies before you come out here again. We will discuss it then.” He gave her his hand to help her up, while she wrapped the blanket more tightly around herself.

“Yes, sir.”

“And hurry, little one. You have a half hour. Every minute after that will cost you, understand?”

“Yes, sir.” She turned to hurry away. One hand was wrapped around the blanket, while the other reached out for Sally. The girls not separating until they reached their rooms.

Ike turned to Etta. “Are you ready? I will help you all I can, but it is up to you to know if you are up to being a nanny.” He waved his hand around the room. “This place could be filled with Littles at one time or another. They must know to mind you and respect you. Please know I will find other duties for you, if you can’t handle it. But I won’t risk Mindy, if you can’t. She needs consistency and discipline along with love.”

“I can do it, sir.”

With a nod, the men sat at the table with cups of coffee, waiting. Although they would have loved to be anywhere right now, but punishing their girls, this needed to be done.

The girls came down the hall holding hands together, looking for all the world like the world would come to an end.

The men stood and took their girls to separate couches in front of the fire. Pulling them onto their laps.

Ike began, “This is going to be hard for you two to bear, but it is necessary. We need to know this will never happen again. You not only scared the life out of us, but out of your nannies as well. They felt responsible for not watching you closely enough. If something would have happened to you they would never have forgiven themselves.”

Mindy hung her head. “I feel bad I made them sad, Daddy, you too. I feel icky inside.” She looked into his eyes and Ike could see the guilt was eating her up.

With a nod, Ike went on. “We have talked about it. Shaun and I feel the women need to punish you too. It will be the first time for Etta, but they will be in charge of you and the other Littles and need to be able to take you in hand when it is required.” He watched her carefully as she stiffened, before looking nervously at her twisting fingers, thinking for a moment. He let her have the time she needed to come to grips with this. When she finally nodded, he stood her, before leading her to the side of the couch.

Etta stepped up, pulling a tawse from the pocket of her apron. She laid it on the seat of the couch in front of her, allowing Mindy a chance to look at it and touch it.

Mindy reached out her hand. The leather was old and worn, but soft and pliable, well taken care of. It was about a foot and a half long with a braided handle, the last eight inches of leather was split. This was made to hurt a bottom. Her hand automatically went back to cover the vulnerable area that would soon feel the sting. For some reason, she began to feel wet in her secret place, but she knew that wouldn’t last. This was not going to be sexual in any way. It was punishment.

Ike laid down the brush he had bought when they went shopping last. It had a broad wooden back and longer handle. The wood was smooth, but it, too, would hurt.

Mindy picked it up to feel the weight of it. Yep, this was gonna hurt. With resolve, she turned to Ike and nodded her head. “Please, can we get this over with Daddy?”

Ike nodded and helped her to lean over the soft arm of the couch. Her feet barely touching the ground, before he walked around to the front to sit on the seat and take her hands. She held his gratefully. Just as Etta began to pull down her bottoms, she panicked. “Not on the bare, Daddy. No one has seen my bare bottom but you.” Tears filled her eyes as she struggled to pull her hands free.

Ike looked up at Etta, and with a nod, she stopped and stepped back. “Little one, you are not in charge, and you know full well all punishments are on the bare. Tell me now if you can’t handle this and we will go to our room and take care of this privately. But you will never be little on your own again. I have to trust these women to keep you safe. You have one minute to think about what you want.”

The tears came faster. She thought about how she had hurt this woman who had been nothing but good to her. She had come to love her. She stopped struggling and relaxed. “Okay, Daddy. I am ready.”

Etta stepped up again and slowly pulled her bottoms down to the back of her knees, raising her top to the middle of her back, giving her plenty of real estate to punish. She went to the front and picked up the tawse.

Ike rubbed Mindy’s hand softly with his fingers. “Why are you being punished, Mindy?”

“Be-be-be,” she stuttered, “because we disobeyed you and put ourselves in danger and scared the nannies.”

“Correct. We have discussed this, the four of us. You will receive thirty strikes. Ten for each offense. That is going easy on you, but