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“Now,” he said, squeezing her waist, “Let’sgo get you dressed, little one. We’ve got some serious shopping to do.”

Greyson stood in the diaper aisle, scanning the shelves. There were so many more options than there had been twenty years ago. All kinds of colors, designs, thicknesses, plastic-backed, fabric-backed, and even cotton ones. He had picked out a package of thick, absorbent diapers in pastel colors, along with a few other necessities. Powder, wipes, and some cute printed diaper covers he knew Lily would love.

He turned slightly, expecting to find her standing beside him like she had been a moment ago. But she wasn’t there. His body immediately tensed.

“Lily?”

No answer. His jaw clenched as he turned in a slow circle, scanning the aisles, his chest tightening with both irritation and worry. She knew better than to wander off when they were out. She had been in Little space all morning, which meant she needed structure. Guidance. His protection. And she had disobeyed him. Greyson took a deep breath. He would find her. And when he did, she was going to learn. Thankfully, it didn’t take long to track her down.

She was in the toy section, of course. Greyson spotted her instantly, standing in front of a display of dolls, her eyes shining with wonder as she reached out to touch one of the boxes.

Without a word, he strode toward her, his footsteps slow and deliberate. When he reached her, he placed a firm hand on her shoulder, making her jump.

“Lily.” His was voice low and controlled but laced with unmistakable authority.

She turned slowly, her eyes going wide. “Daddy?—”

“What did I tell you about staying by my side?”

Lily swallowed hard, her hands twisting together in front of her. “To stay with you…”

“And what did you do?”

She bit her lip, looking down, and whispered, “I wandered off…”

“That’s right,” Greyson murmured. “You disobeyed me, babygirl. And what happens when little girls are naughty?”

Her breath hitched. “Th-they get punished…”

“Mmhmm.” Before she could react, he turned her slightly and gave her bottom three sharp, but subtle, swats over her panties. They were in a store specifically for Littles, so even though they were alone in the aisle, even if anyone saw, it wasn’t like it would be considered unusual there.

She gasped, a tiny whimper escaping her lips, her knees pressing together instinctively.

Greyson leaned down, his lips close to her ear. “When we get back to your house, little one, I’m going to pull down these panties and give you a real spanking. Because what you did was very naughty. Understood?”

Lily let out a soft sniffle, nodding quickly, her eyes downcast.

“Use your words,” he said firmly. “Do you understand me?”

“Y-yes, Daddy…” she whispered.

Satisfied, Greyson straightened, placing a reassuring hand on her back. “Good girl. Now stay close to me for the rest of the trip. I don’t want to have to punish you again today.”

Lily nodded quickly, pressing herself against him as they walked away from the toy section. For the rest of their shopping trip, she didn’t stray even an inch from him, her small fingers clutching his sleeve, her gaze darting up at him every few minutes as if seeking reassurance.

Greyson smirked, pleased. Once they got home, she would definitely be feeling the lesson he was about to teach her.

Chapter Eight

Lily

The entire car ride home had been quiet. Not the bad kind of quiet, but the kind where Lilyknewwhat was coming and didn’t dare test Greyson’s patience any further. She’d hated disappointing him, but even though she had, he had still been sweet to her during the rest of their shopping trip.

Now, as they walked through the front door of her house, she turned to him hesitantly, shifting on her feet.

Greyson set the shopping bags down in the hallway and gave her a pointed look. “Go use the potty, baby girl,” he said firmly.

Her cheeks flushed, but she nodded quickly and hurried to the bathroom, her legs shaking as she went.

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