Page 22 of Santa's Little Helpers

The entire group of girls separated to leave a guilty-looking Sadie front and center.

“So much for sticking together,” she grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Just as I expected. Erika, you may get up, but please don’t go far.” I offered her my hand to help her stand and held on while she got her bearings. She smiled at me, and I squeezed her hand. “Sadie, front and center, right now, little girl. Everyone else, time-out. I want your noses touching the wall, and you all need to be an arm’s length apart.” None of the girls hesitated, except Sadie. She held her ground. I had never been stern with her, but she was about to see how tough I could be.

“One.”

“Uncle Jared, you have to admit—”

“Two.”

As I opened my mouth again, she gave up and stomped over. Self-preservation mode had kicked in. She was still Sadie, though, and when she got to the spot where I indicated and stopped, her stance screamed “I need a spanking.” With her arms still crossed, she popped out her hip, and one of her feet turned slightly out. I had never seen that much attitude in one little body, but I was about to manually remove it.

“I’m not amused, little girl. What you have done is mess with someone’s life and made her feel like she is less than the amazing woman she is. What do you have to say for yourself?”

Her shoulders drooped slightly, but she kept the scowl firmly in place. There was no remorse, yet.

Reaching out, I snatched her wrist and tugged her closer. “Maybe we should spank now and talk later, since I can see you are not in the mood to talk. But that’s okay because I have plenty to say.”

I flipped her facedown over my knee, raised her skirt, and tugged her white panties up hard between her butt cheeks, soliciting a satisfying squeak of discomfort. Her hands flew back to pull at her panties, but she was a little slip of a woman, and I easily pinned her hands on the small of her back and wrapped her legs with one of my own. She wasn’t going anywhere until I was thoroughly convinced she’d grasped the error of her ways.

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