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Chapter 9
Merry
"Merry,stop messing around! It's time to go." Slade's voice was kind and cajoling.
Blake's was not so much. "Meredith Rose, you get your butt out here, right this minute. You are already in so much trouble, baby girl. Believe me, when I say you do not want to make it worse."
I groaned from my hiding place in the hall closet. Believe it or not, trouble was not the thing I was currently hiding from, although it might very well be, later. No, what I was currently hiding from were the two domineering ogres who were bound and determined to take me to get my stitches out, something I did not want to do. Getting them in had been hard enough, at least I had been semi in shock after the accident and just so grateful to be safe and found, that I hadn't put up too much of a fuss. That was last week. This was now.
"Merry, honey, c'mon out here. These boys don't look like they are messing around. Besides, they won't let me start my Christmas baking until you've been to the doctor, and we're already a week behind. After you get your stitches out, Blake promised we could go to the market and finally get that darned icing and even a few new cookie cutters. Now, let's get a move on, I want to be back before my soaps start."
That was the thing that finally coaxed me out of the closet. I hadn't been here but a week, and I already knew that standing between Nan and her soaps was the cardinal sin you could commit in this house. Slowly, I eased the door open, intending to tiptoe out quietly. All three faces came into view. I saw Nan's soft expectant smile and Blake's hard stare, and heard Slade's easy laugh. I gulped. "I was just joking around, Sir," I whimpered, going straight into his arms.
"Such a little jokester my baby girl is. Jokes on other people's time don't pay, baby girl. You'll have lots to answer for, tonight."
"Don't remind me." I groaned, pushing out of his arms and into the safety of Slade's embrace. They had agreed to wait to discuss my taking Nan out in the storm, until my stitches were out, and the doctor said I was good to go. My ass had been thankful for the break, but waiting had been the pits, especially with Blake reminding me daily how much trouble I was in.
"Truck, now, young lady. March." Slade's stern voice sent shivers down my spine and let me know I had probably gone too far.
I sighed and allowed myself to be led out to the truck. Acting like a child and hiding wasn't my usual M.O., but I really hated doctors.
"The least you could do is bribe me with something fun afterward, like sushi, but nooo, Nan gets new cookie cutters, and I get a spanking. So not fair."
"That's right, baby girl, and don't you forget it." Blake was such a sadist. Secretly, I loved it. Loved to hate it, anyway.
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Blake
I had no sooner unpacked the car and gotten Nan settled in front of the television just in time for her daily soap line up, than I looked at Merry and pointed up the stairs. "My room. Now."
Merry knew better than to disobey a direct order, and she trudged sullenly up the stairs, resigned to her fate, with Slade and me close on her heels.
I closed and locked the door behind us, and Merry perched on the edge of my bed, gazing up at us sheepishly. This was, I knew, the point in the process where she would try to talk us out of it, starting with Slade.
I had to bite back a laugh, when that was exactly what she did. Man, she was a charmer, and she knew how to play him like a fiddle. Her long lashes fluttered, and her bottom lip quivered slightly as she blinked up at him with soulful eyes. Even I had to admit it was adorable. "Daddy, I promise I've already learned my lesson. I won't do it again," she cried, flinging herself dramatically into his arms. Laughing silently over her head, Slade looked at me for help. I was more than happy to provide it.
"And what, exactly, is it that you won't do again, baby girl?" I asked sharply, whirling her around to face me.
Her mouth worked like a fish forced to the surface, gasping for air. "Oh, I, uh, all of it?" She smiled sweetly, attempting to turn her charms on me.
"Nice try," I retorted. "But you put my girls in danger. You knew it was wrong, and you did it anyway."
"Nan made me!" she cried, grasping for straws. "I didn't want to go, but I couldn't let her go alone! And she wouldn't let me say no! She manipulated me. But she's too old to get spanked. It's not fair."
"Little girl." Slade stepped in. "Nan's powers of persuasion are neither here nor there. You are going to stop arguing and start obeying. You'll take responsibility for your bad decisions and accept your punishment. Take your spanking like a good girl, and maybe later, you'll get a reward."
"That's what you said last time," she pouted. "But I didn't get rewarded ever, only scolded."
"Because you were very naughty before we even got a chance," I explained patiently. "Stop stalling. This is your last warning. Remove your jeans, and bend over the bed. This is not the Merry show. We will tell you how this is going to go, not the other way around, capiche?"
She finally obeyed, quite petulantly, with her cute lower lip tucked into a permanent pout. When her milky white heart-shaped ass came into view, I couldn't help but let forth a deep growl of appreciation. A week's delay in our plans had not been on the agenda, and we had a lot of ground to cover. All I wanted to cover was that ass with my cock. Later. Much later. Slates needed to be wiped clean, grievances aired, and ground rules laid. Sometimes, being a Dom was a pain in the ass.
I took off my belt and handed it to Slade, watching as she took position across the edge of the bed, with her cute little butt in the air, just the way I liked it.
"Why are you in trouble, baby girl, bent over your Dom's bed, with your Daddy about to take my belt to you?"
"Because you are both unreasonable asshats!"
