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Finn let Charlotte think about it for a second.

“No.” She shook her head.

“No, they are a hard limit, or no, they are okay?” Finn asked.

Charlotte blushed and looked down at her hands.

“No, they are okay,” she whispered.

Finn placed his fingers under her chin and lifted her head. “Don’t be embarrassed. There’s nothing wrong. I just wanted to clarify and not assume anything.”

Charlotte nodded and continued to look at him. When Finn first started to train to become a Dom, he had assumed some things and almost hurt the sub. Thankfully, it was in a class, so the sub knew, and there were other Doms in the room that were watching over, so nothing happened.

“Now, do you want to discuss anything else, or would you like to go back to coloring?” Finn ran his fingers through her hair again.

“Color,” Charlotte said and relaxed in his arms.

“Can you color me a picture? I would love to take it home and hang it up on my fridge.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Finn picked Charlotte up and placed her back down on the ground where she was before. She got comfortable and picked up her pink marker, and he couldn’t bring himself to look away from her.

“Charlotte, it’s time to go,” Diana, her friend, said.

“No,” Charlotte said.

CHAPTER FOUR

CHARLOTTE

Charlotte didn’t want to leave yet. She wanted to color a picture for Finn. Couldn’t Diana see that? Why did she have to come right this instant when things were just getting good. Diana knew better than that.

“Charlotte,” Diana’s voice warned her.

She ignored Diana, though, and started to color the cupcake.

“Little one, you are being rude to your friend. There are consequences for being rude and not doing as you’re told. Do you want a spanking?” Finn asked.

Charlotte looked up at Finn with wide eyes. Crap. She didn’t want a spanking, but she wanted to finish the picture for him. With that thought in her mind, she went back to coloring the cupcake.

A big hand grabbed her around the waist and picked her up. She screamed when Diana grabbed the marker from her hand.

“No!” she yelled. Charlotte tried to get out of Finn’s embrace, but his arms just tightened around her. “Let me go!”

“Naughty little girls get spankings,” Finn said. He stood up and walked them over to a big chair.

Charlotte gulped when she realized it was the spanking chair. The spanking chair that no little wanted to go to. It was out in the public room, meaning when a little gets spanked, every other little watched. Every Mommy and Daddy watched as the person got spanked.

It was mortifying, but at the same time, it was exhilarating. Charlotte had never gotten spanked before at the club. She never stepped out of line, but she was also not here very often.

Charlotte was mortified that she made a scene in the club. She’d never acted out before, and she didn’t know why she was doing it now.

Could it be that having Finn around was making her do this? She didn’t want to leave him?

“Please no,” Charlotte begged Finn as he sat down on the chair.

“You were a naughty girl. Naughty girls get punished,” Finn said.

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