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

this is your first time being punished by nannies. I want you to know they will not go easy on you. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And Nanny Etta. You must ask her to punish you for being naughty.”

Tears were falling faster. “Please, Nanny Etta, punish me for scaring you.”

Etta patted her bare bottom. “No kicking or we start over, understand, little one?”

“Yes, Nanny Etta.”

“No bad language or yelling bad things at me, understand? You may cry or yell. In fact, you will cry, and I suspect, yell out.” She waited for an answer.

“Yes, I understand, Nanny Etta.”

“I want you to count the first ten. I suspect you won’t be able to, after that, but I want the first ten after each spank. If you stop counting, we will start over. If you break any of these three rules, we will start over. Understand?”

“Yes, I understand,” she whispered.

Etta put her hand on the middle of Mindy’s back. Mindy heard the whistle of the air displacement before she felt a twin line of fire right across the center of her bottom.

“Oh please, not so hard! That really hurts.”

“It is supposed to, but is that what you are supposed to say?”

Ike had tightened his hold, watching her carefully for real distress. “Count, little one. That is one. You don’t want to start over.”

Mindy quickly counted, “One!”

The next strike came a second later, laying another twin line of fire just below the first.

“Uh, two.”

The next just below. Mindy continued counting until the next stripes landed on her sit spots. She squealed out her distress. “Oh! Four.”

“Another on the sit spots, I think, before we start on the thighs. Keep your legs together, Mindy, so the tips of the strap don’t accidently hit that sweet pussy of yours.”

Mindy quickly closed her legs tightly as the strap struck her sit spots again. She began to sob harder as she counted. Hearing Sally enduring her own punishment at the other couch, made her misery worse.

Ike held her hands tight, as Etta continued down the back of her thighs, the strap long enough to wrap around the sides. Etta was right, by ten it was hard to understand Mindy anymore. They took whatever she could get out.

Etta moved to the other side and delivered the last five to the other thigh. She stood and looked at Ike, who nodded to her.

Ike smiled grimly. She had done a good job for the first time. He would tell her later. She had tears in her own eyes and Ike liked that she cared so much for Mindy, but knew this was necessary to keep their little one safe. She loved Mindy the same as he did.

She came around the front and took Mindy’s hands from Ike, holding tightly, as he retrieved the brush and came around behind his little one.

Ike patted her bottom before he made short work of the final fifteen. His little one had just as much as she could take and no more. She was a sobbing mess when he picked her up and heard her moan as his rough jeans rubbed on her sore, apple red bottom. He pulled her close and let her cry until she stopped. He pushed the hair back from her face and kissed her cheek. “It is done, little one. You did well. All is forgiven. Please never do that again. I don’t like punishing you so severely.” He stood her between his knees, as he heard the deep rumble of Shaun’s voice telling Sally the same things.

Etta and Nelda finished setting the table as the men gently pulled up the girls’ pants and led them to their chairs. On each one sat a soft pillow. Ike smiled at the relieved smiles he saw on the girls’ faces. Mindy turned to give him a hug, before he gently lifted her onto the chair, just as the women brought in the delicious smelling lasagna and cheesy garlic bread. A large glass of milk was placed in front of each of the girls.

Mindy looked to Etta. “I am sorry for being naughty, Nanny Etta.”

Etta looked at her kindly. “All is forgiven, little one.”

With a nod, Mindy took a sip of the ice-cold milk. The six of them sat at the massive table and enjoyed the delicious meal. The women waving the girls away when they offered to help them clean the table.

“Your daddies have plans to discuss with you. We will see you upstairs in your rooms tomorrow morning to begin getting you ready for your wedding.”

The girls were spending the night in one of the guest rooms at the top of the stairs so their daddies wouldn’t see them before the wedding and cause bad luck.

Shaun shared, “The minister is in one of the nearby cabins. He will be here around eleven to start the ceremony. Clint and Adam will be here in the morning.”

“How will they get through in the snow?” Sally asked.

Shaun smiled. “Clint is the best pilot I know. He can make it through anything. It is supposed to stop snowing and blowing by tonight. Clint is bringing his chopper. If anyone can make it, Clint can. Adam is going to be with him. I want you on your best behavior around them. They are daddy doms, too, and will spank you if you misbehave. They will have our permission. Understand?”

Mindy crossed her arms. “Seems like everyone has permission to spank us.”

Ike chuckled. “All of the adults will either be spies for us or able to punish you.”

Shaun continued. “Mom and Pop are coming with a surprise for you for after the ceremony.”

The girls squealed in delight at that, and at the first sign of a yawn, the men helped them up the stairs to their rooms, and after tucking them in and telling them a story, they left, telling them to be good and go right to sleep.

As soon as the men left, Mindy crawled out of bed, walking to Sally, and turning. Pulling down her bottoms, she asked,