“Rainey. Are you there?”

“Hedda put paint on my face twice. I asked her why, andshe said nothing had happened. So, I just took paint and flung it at her. The rest is history.”

“Not going to do.”

She sighed once again. “I threw the paint, it landed on her, and then everyone else threw it at people. I was having so much fun I didn’t realize my bladder was screaming at me. By the time I did, I tried to take a step and peed myself. Then you came in.”

Tears filled her eyes once again. How could she have managed not to feel her bladder screaming at her?

“You’re okay,” Daddy whispered, wiping away the tears. “Why did you throw the paint at her?”

“Because she put it on me first.”

“That was naughty of you.”

Her mouth fell open.

“W-what?”

“That was naughty of you. You shouldn’t have thrown the paint at her.”

“B-but, Daddy! She put paint on my face twice!”

“Did you ask her to stop?”

Rainey was about ready to say yes, but she quickly stopped herself. She never told Hedda to stop.

“No, Daddy. But she shouldn’t have done it. I had to put some on her.”

“You didn’thaveto, youwantedto.”

“I needed to. She couldn’t get away with what she did.”

“You should have come to me.”

She took a deep breath. She should have gone to Daddy, and she should have said stop, but she didn’t.

“Before we left the house, I told you no throwing things or getting people messy.”

“I know,” she whispered.

Daddy had told her they had Littles getting into trouble by throwing things, and she wasn’t allowed to do it. It had completely slipped her mind once she started to play.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“I know you are, but you’re still getting a spanking.”

“But, Daddy.”

“No buts. I told you not to do anything naughty. Did you think about it even once?”

She shook her head. She hadn’t thought about it at all.

“Spanking, and then all is forgiven.”

Rainey whined and got off his lap.

“I can’t go over your lap, which means I can’t get a spanking.”