Ally and Jake (10 page)

It was with some
trepidation that Ally entered the room, unsure how mad both men were going to be, but when
Jake
stood and opened his arms she ran into them
,
letting his love comfort her.

“You’ve been a naughty wee thing today, Miss Ally,” he whispered in her ear, patting her still sore bottom firmly.

“
Seth
,
thanks for looking after her. I’m sorry she was so much trouble.”

Ally turned her head to look up at Seth guiltily. “I’m sorry,
Uncle
Seth,” she said quietly, truly ashamed of herself.

Seth just patted her head softly. “It’s okay,
kiddo
, I’ve seen worse
behavior
.” He stared down at his own little girl as he spoke.
Haley pouted.

“Well, Ally
will be getting ano
ther spanking at hom
e to deter this sort of behavio
r in the future, you can be sure of that.”
Ally gulped at the firmness in his voice but she didn’t protest. She deserved it.

“Will Ally still come to crèche?” Haley asked in a small voice. Seth immediately picked her up in his arms and rocked her.

Jake
smiled over at her. “She’ll be there with bells on, sweetie.
”

He looked down at Ally. “Do you need to go potty, Ally?” he asked.

Ally flushed but nodded. Jake led her to the toilet and helped her up, giving her a stern look as she flinched and fidgeted as her bottom came into contact with the toilet seat.

Jake cleaned her up and helped her wash and dry her hands.
“
Come on Ally-girl.”
Clasping
her hand
,
he led her out of the room. A taxi pulled up just as they were walking outside and
Jake
help
ed Ally inside, leaning across to do up her seatbelt as the car pulled away from the kerb.

“Want to tell me why you wouldn’t eat your lunch, baby-girl?”
he asked.

“Umm,” Ally thought about lying but she knew how much
Jake
hated lies. “It was cheese toasties, I don’t like them.”

Jake
frowned at that.
“I don’t think that’s quite true, m
iss. Want to try again?
”

Ally sighed. “They’re so fatty,
Jake
. I can’t afford the calories.”

“It’s the weekend
,
sweetie, you’re too little to make those
sorts
of decisions,” his voice was gentle but it had a firm undertone and she squirmed at his soft scolding.

“I’m sorry,” she said sincerely.

Jake
nodded. “Maybe you are, but you’ll be even sorrier once we get home.”

*****

Jake opened up the front door and led Ally inside. He pulled her into the living room and led her to the corner.

Ally sighed but didn’t protest until he started to pull her dress off.

“Daddy!” What are you doing?” she complained.

“I want that red bottom on display while you stand in the corner for some timeout. I’m going to go and make us something to eat. You, young lady, are going to think about your bad behavior. Now, you know the proper position to take.”

Ally widened her stance and leaned over, pushing her bottom out. Jake gave it four, heavy smacks, making her gasp before he left the room.

Ally stood there, thinking, wishing she was anywhere but where she was.

“Right, come here, baby.”

Ally turned and walked over to where Jake sat on the sofa, some sandwiches sat on a plate on the coffee before him.

“I’m sorry I was bad, Daddy and that Uncle Seth had to spank me.”

Jake nodded and opened his arms. Ally curled up in his lap while he fed her
some chicken and avocado sandwiches.

“All finished?” he asked. She nodded.

“Right then. I want you to go up to our room and wait for me. I’ll be up soon.”

Shoulders slumped, Ally did as she was ordered. Sitting on the bed, she looked up as he entered the room, gulping when she saw the paddle in his hand. Jake sat on the bed beside her and pulled her over his lap.

“Okay, little one. I’m going to paddle this bottom until it’s hot and sore. Then you’re going to go to the potty and spend the rest of the day in bed.”

Ally’s stomach dropped, she hated spending time in bed.

“But we’re supposed to go grocery shopping, Daddy.”

“That will have to wait until tomorrow. Right now, I’ve got a naughty girl to paddle.”

The paddle landed on her bottom, immediately making her yelp. Again and again, it landed. Jake wielded it expertly, covering her buttocks with each swift smack. Soon, Ally was pleading, sobbing, crying heavily.

By the time he finished, she was exhausted, so tired she barely even felt him lift her up, and tucking her into bed.

“
I’m sorry, Daddy,” she cried, miserable. Jake sat beside her, rubbing her back until she calmed enough to fall asleep.

Jake took Ally’s hand and led her into the supermarket.
Jake
grabbed a trolley. It was over-sized with a large seat at the front for adult boys and girls to sit in. But Ally was an adult for this shopping trip.
Jake
wanted her input when it came to buying her food for the next week. He was going to be keeping a close eye on her diet. She had agreed to
try
one day at crèche, which he was pleased about. He’d already spoken to the crèche director about
watching Ally carefully.

So today, she walked by his side as they made their selections, instead of sitting in the seat of the trolley.

“Jake, Ally, how are you both?”

Jake looked up to find Marc, a friend of theirs, smiling over at them. His little girl/wife, Lily stood beside him, fidgeting.

“Hi Marc, hi Lily.” He smiled at the little girl who continued to move back and forth.

“Hi, Doc Jake. Hi Ally. Aren’t you a little girl today?” Lily asked, seeing Ally’s big clothes.

“Not right at this moment,” Ally said.

“Oh.” The other little girl whirled her hair around her finger. Then her gaze moved to
the shelves behind Ally.

“Daddy can I have some of those sweets?” she asked.

Marc shook his head. “I’m afraid not,
baby
. You’ll be climbing the walls and I can barely keep up with you as it is.”

Lily pouted and looked down at her feet. “But I want them, Daddy,” she whined, stepping towards them.

“Well, we don’t always get what we want, do we?” Marc said sternly. “And if you let go of that trolley then you’ll have to sit in it, little one.” He turned to Jake and Ally. “Lily has a rather sore bottom. Out of the goodness of my heart, I’m letting her walk while we shop as long as she doesn’t let go of the trolley, however, she’s pushing me with this bratty
behavior
. And if she doesn’t sort out her attitude then she’s going to end up like that one.”

Marc nodded over to the end of the aisle where a man was currently pulling the pants of his little girl down. She was screaming, crying even though he hadn’t touched her. He tipped her over his knee and started spanking steadily.

Her bottom quickly grew pink as her screams grew louder.

Both Ally and Lily winced in sympathy.

“Come along, Lily,” Marc said, pushing the trolley along.
“See you both, later.”

“
Bye Marc, Lily.
All right, Ally, let’s get shopping.”

Once Jake was satisfied they had a wide selection of healthy, nutritious food, he steered the trolley towards the checkout.

“Lily, put that down.”

They looked over to find Marc and Lily were standing in line two aisles over. Marc took a chocolate bar from Lily’s hand. She stomped her feet, her hands on her hips.

“Uh oh, someone’s about to get it,” Jake said.

Ally winced as Mar
c wrapped one arm around his wife and started to apply his
hand heavily to her buttocks. A
lthough he left them covered, the thin cotton dress she had on wouldn’t be much protection. Soon she was crying loudly, sobbing. Marc took her by the hand and led her through the checkout aisle, making her stand at the end, her face to the wall.

“Now just stand there and don’t move until I come for you. And you, baby, are in for a hard session with the hairbrush when you get home
,
”
Marc told her ominously, but his love for his wife was clear.

“Come on, Ally,” Jake said, pulling his wife’s gaze away from her friend. “Let’s get home and make some lunch, yeah?”

Ally looked up at him, love shining in her eyes.

*****

The trouble began when she couldn’t find her
favor
ite hair ties. When Jake told her that she’d have to use the other sort instead as they didn’t have time to look for them Ally had thrown a temper tantrum worthy of any two year old. Down on the ground, her legs pounding against the floor in time with her fists, she yelled her displeasure to the sky.

A sharp whack to her backside had her gasp
ing in shock.
That
smack was quickly followed up by a barrage of spanks against her defenceless bottom
that
had her wailing
loudly
for a different reason. When Jake finally pulled her from the floor
,
she could only stand there sobbing as he scolded her while tying up her hair with her least
favorite
ties.

“I will not have such behavio
r from you, missy. A temper tantrum is not the way you act when you don’t get your way. If I had more time this hairbrush would still be turning that bottom red, believe me.”

Ally stood still, aware of how serious Jake was.

“In fact,
this behavior shows me that you’re not feeling quite as big today as I thought you were.”

Ally didn’t like that statement and she shook her head stubbornly as he pulled some training pants out of the cupboard.

“No, Daddy, I’m a big girl,” she pouted. No way was she going to crèche in training
pants.
No
one was going to change her except for Jake.

“Big girls don’t throw tantrums,” Jake said calmly as he reached under her puffy skirt and pulled down her
bright pink
panties. Reluctantly Ally stepped out of the panties and then stepped into the puffy trainer pants.

“You can still go to the potty,” Jake said as he took her hand and led her down the stairs and out to the car. “But these training pants
will be a safety net
.”

The trip to the crèche was uneventful, mainly because Ally was starting to get worried now. What if she didn’t like crèche
? What
if Haley didn’t come?

“Don’t worry, baby,” Jake said as he pulled up outside the large building and helped her out of the car. “Everything will be fine. Look.” Ally looked over where he pointed and saw Seth carrying a squirming Haley in his arms.

“Let me down, Daddy!” she was saying. “I’m not a little girl, I’m a big girl.”

“I don’t think so, Miss
Haley,” Seth patted her diaper-covered botto
m as Haley scrunched her face up in frustration.

“Ready for your big day, Ally?” Seth asked her as the four of them entered the front office of the crèche. They were
ask
ed to sit and wait for the director who would show them around.

“I guess so,” Ally said quietly.

“Ally threw a big tantrum this morning because she couldn’t find the right hair ties,” Jake explained while Ally glared at him. Haley pulled her binky from her mouth where Seth had put it before they’d entered.

“Hair ties are important,” she pronounced before returning the binky to her mouth at Seth’s frown.

“Well, Haley wasn’t any better behaved; in fact she threw her breakfast on the ground and refused to eat it, which is why I changed my mind about her having to wear diapers today.”

“Seems our girls are a little nervous,” Jake said. Seth nodded but before he could reply an older woman entered the waiting room.

“Hello, I’m Mrs. Adamson,” she said, her voice kind although there was a firmness about her that couldn’t be disguised.

Introductions were made before Seth picked up Haley and Jake clasped Ally’s hand.

“I’ll give you all a quick tour then the girls can join the other kids while you two head off. Don’t worry, they’ll be fine.” She smiled at Seth and Jake who immediately relaxed. Ally and Haley, however, weren’t so sure.