Page 37 of Lilly's Little Labor Day

Whew. That’s a relief at least. There’s still this little issue of being bent over the desk while freaking Edward looks on—probably in smug approval—so this isn’t over yet. But at least the spanking is finished.

“Come here, young lady.”

She stood upright and turned to see Master Derek waiting with open arms. She rushed into the hug.

“I know spankings are not fun but they are for your own good. That was a very dangerous stunt you and Betty pulled. That sort of behavior is not tolerated here at Rawhide Ranch. For your own protection and the safety of others. Do you understand, Lilly?”

She sniffled and nodded.

“I didn’t hear you. Let’s try again. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, Sir,” she said before sobbing again. She buried her head in his chest for a moment.

“Good girl. Now, there are two other people you need to apologize to.”

Oh crap! I have to apologize to Edward? This is so freaking embarrassing!

Nanny J and Edward approached.

“I’m sorry, Nanny J,” Lilly managed to say, though her shaky voice revealed she was on the verge of another full-on crying fit.

“Apology accepted. Just don’t let something like this happen again,” the stern woman said.

“Yes, Ma’am. I’ll be a good girl from now on.”

Lilly then looked at Edward. She fought the urge to shrink into a puddle on the floor. As bad as disappointing Master Derek and Nanny J was, she felt absolutely awful for how she’d acted in front of Edward.

“I’m sorry, Edward. I… s-shouldn’t have… done that.”

“No, little girl. You should not have. But I forgive you. You’re lucky I don’t give you a spanking of my own, though. You could have drowned!”

A second later, she was in his arms. A fresh round of sobs racked her. She shuddered against him but he held her tightly.

Oh, his embrace felt so wonderful! For a moment, she forgot all about the inferno that still raged on her bottom.

Master Derek and Nanny J tended to Baby Betty, calling her from the corner. Lilly was shocked she didn’t have to stand there, too, but figured perhaps it was because she wasn’t the driver of the golf cart, only the passenger.

It might have been because Master Derek wanted to talk to her, too.

That hunch was proven correct when he said, “Nanny J will take Betty to the nursery for a diaper change. Lilly, you stay here. We’ll take care of you. We need to talk.”

As Nanny J led Betty away, the Little gave a small wave of solidarity. Lilly returned the gesture. She silently mouthed, “Thank you.” It was the least she could do. Betty had taken one for the team. That whole harebrained stunt had been Lilly’s idea.

Once Lilly was alone with Master Derek and Edward, her stepbrother said, “I need to get a diaper on her. She’s holding up well, but don’t let that fool you. As a Little, she’s very… well, Little.”

“Of course. We prepared for this.” Master Derek motioned at the diaper and powder that rested on the bookshelf.

A humiliating heat rose inside Lilly, causing her to blush, but she knew Edward was right.

“I’m surprised she hasn’t tinkled yet,” he said with a chuckle.

Master Derek nodded with a smile.

Lilly fought the urge to cover her face in shame as she lay flat on her back, on the floor before Master Derek’s desk, with Edward sinking to his knees between her legs.

“I’m going to lift that cute but red bottom up to slide this diaper beneath you,” he said in a patient, caring tone.

Now she couldn’t resist. She slapped her palms against her face and hid from the embarrassment of having her stepbrother diaper her.

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