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“No. A week, maybe two depending on which item you’re asking about. Sooner if you’re willing to pay the rush fee.” Turning, Myra plants her hands on her hips. “Solene? What’s this all about?”
Pink rushes to Solene’s cheeks as she shifts uneasily from one foot to another, looking as much like a naughty little girlas I have felt all morning. “Nothing, Mommy. Just, um, a misunderstanding, is all.”
“That must be it,” Auntie Cat says, nodding her head. “Because I knew when Solene said it would take two whole months for a custom order because of your backlog that couldn’t be quite right. I’m glad to know it’s all just a miscommunication.”
Myra’s eyes narrow. “Solene. Did you lie to Ms. Cat about your workload?”
Practically dancing in place now, Solene shakes her head. “No, Mommy! I just mis’membered!”
“Well, let’s see if a hot bottom won’t help yourememberhow you are supposed to treat our clients.”
Horrified, I stand rooted to the spot, Jasper’s arms tight around my waist as Myra drags a whining Solene over to a chair. In a move so smooth it nearly has my jaw dropping, she has Solene over her knee, pulling her… holy shit is that adiaper? It looks like it, and Solene deftly removes it, setting it aside as she holds her Little girl over her lap. Something tickles the back of my mind, but I’m too distracted by the scene in front of me to pay it much notice.
“Mommy, no! I don’t wanna spankin’!” Solene wails, kicking her feet for all she’s worth.
But Myra simply locks one long leg over both of Solene’s, trapping her in place. “Cat, you wouldn’t happen to have your brush with you, would you?”
“Of course.” Reaching into her tote, Auntie Cat pulls out a large, rectangular hairbrush with a sleek wooden back, much like the one she used to brush my hair earlier, and hands it to Myra.
“Thank you. I don’t know what has gotten into my Little girl, but I can promise you it will not be an issue ever again.”
With that, Myra smacks the brush against Solene’s bare skin, and the air comes alive with Solene’s howls of pain as the brush connects over and over again. And although I know I should be horrified by what’s happening in front of me, I can’t take my eyes off Solene’s ass, which is growing pinker and pinker by the second.
“Owie, owie, owie! I’m sorry, Mommy, I’m sorry!”
As I watch my not-friend struggle and cry over her Mommy’s knee, my stepbrother gathers my dress in one hand, his other sliding down into my panties. “Do you like watching pretty Solene get her bottom spanked, princess?”
“No!” But I already know my protest is in vain. Because his hand is about to discover a truth I can’t hide.
“Liar,” he says with a low chuckle as his fingers slide into my soaked pussy. “You’re so wet, I’m going to need to change your diaper when this is all done.”
Need pierces me, so fierce it’s actually painful as he strokes my swollen clit.
I’m so overwhelmed by it, by him, it takes a moment for his words to fully register. For me to realize what that tickle was trying to tell me. And when I do, it’s enough to shock me out of my pleasure-induced trance.
“Wait. Did you saydiaper?”
Chapter Ten
Jasper
I nearly swallow my tongue trying to hold back my laughter at the shock in Juliet’s voice. “Yes, princess. Your diaper.”
Wrapping her fingers around my wrist, she tries to tug my hand away but I’m much stronger and I have every intention of making her come on my fingers right here in the middle of the boutique. “I’m notwearinga diaper, Jasper.”
Annoyance pricks at the back of my skull and I cup her breast, giving the nipple a hard pinch that earns me a shocked squeak. “What do you call me, princess?”
“I’m about to call you a fucking hearse if you don’t tell me what the hell is going onright now.”
Up until this point, we’ve been whispering, but Juliet’s voice pitches up at the end of her declaration, loud enough to catch Cat’s attention and have her narrowing her eyes at us.
A few feet away Myra caps her Little girl’s punishment off with two searing swats to her sit-spots before gathering Solene up in her arms. “There, there, my little elf. It’s all over. Mommy’s here.”
Solene burrows into Myra’s chest, her body shaking with sobs. “I’m s-sorry, Mommy!”
“I know you are, love. We can talk about it more later.” Lifting her head, Myra sends us an apologetic smile. “I’m very sorry. I don’t know what’s gotten into my Little girl but it certainly will never happen again. Will it, Solene?”
“N-no, Mommy.”