Page 16 of Harmonizing with Little Heaven Leigh

“But…” Mindy said

“No butts, except yours. All three of you know this room is off limits, which is why the door is usually kept locked. And you certainly all know better than to get in the middle of Angel’s work. If you hadn’t been at the table, it wouldn’t have been bumped, and all of this would have been avoided.”

“I’m not the one who broke anything. All I did was eat some chocolate,” Becky muttered in a low tone.

A sharp look from Master Derek silenced the protest, as he pulled out his phone and made a quick call. “Catherine, are you busy? We have a bit of a situation with Pippi, and your help would be useful. Yes… yes, she’s fine, but there’s been some trouble with her and some other Littles.”

As he talked, Pippi wilted, looking more and more nervous. Heaven felt bad for her. Being in trouble with Master Derek was never easy, but there was something especially hard about being in trouble with your own Mommy or Daddy.

“I think you’ll want to see it for yourself. We’re in the multi-purpose room, across from the classrooms… thank you.” He hung up and turned to Angel. “That should give us the right ratio, so each of these girls can get some one-on-one attention. What do you think?”

Angel nodded. He didn’t look as upset as he had before. Knowing it hadn’t been deliberate seemed to have lightened his mood, but that didn’t mean he thought they should get away with what they’d done. “Sounds like a plan... and I have just the thing.”

He strode over to a smaller table, currently piled with his tools and supplies. He pulled the lid off a plastic bin and there was a clatter as he sorted through it.

Heaven realized what he was looking for. Her backside tightened reflexively, and she had to remind herself that she wasn’t the one in trouble this time. The bin held, among other things, an assortment of rubber scraping spatulas. They came in all sizes, color coded so he could grab the right one easily, and now he pulled out several red ones.

The spatulas were useful for scraping batter from bowls, but also for spreading chocolate, so it was one tool that they both used frequently. The red ones had the widest tips, and unfortunately, that made them great for spanking. Heaven had firsthand experience with how much the rubber stung when it landed on bare skin.

“I think these will do nicely,” he said, as he handed one to Master Derek. “Heaven seems to find them effective, don’t you,chiquita?”

She gulped and nodded with a quick head bob. “Yes, Daddy. Uh… very effective.” She shifted from one foot to the other, only settling when his attention moved away. In trouble or not, she’d prefer they forgot her presence entirely.

Being around punishment made her stomach squirmy, and she wanted to watch. There was a naughty little thrill in seeing other people get spanked, but there was always a fear that somehow she’d end up joining them. Maybe that was part of what made it exciting.

Master Derek and her Daddy had moved a few steps away and were discussing the situation in low whispers. As curious as she was, she wasn’t going to risk moving closer to listen.

“Sorry, I had to wrap something up and it took longer than I expected,” Doctor Denten said, as she swept through the door, looking calm and collected as always. Her short brown hair was perfectly tidy, and she wore an elegant charcoal pantsuit that showed off her long legs to perfection.

She moved toward the men but stopped short as she saw the castle. “Oh dear.” Her eyes flicked to the guilty three, and then settled on the Little who belonged to her. “Oh, Pippi… you didn’t?” A sigh trailed the question, as if she didn’t even need the answer.

“It was an accident, Mommy. I swear,” Pippi explained. Her voice was so woeful that it was obvious how much she regretted everything.

Doctor Denten shook her head, but she touched Pippy lightly on the shoulder in a small gesture of reassurance. She turned to Angel and Master Derek. “I think I understand the problem, but maybe you could fill me in on the details?”

There was no whispering for this part. Everyone in the room could hear the clear, concise version of events that Master Derek had gathered from the trio. And with every word the three looked more miserable. Shoulders slumping, heads bowing, small sniffles and the occasional tear made it clear that they all felt bad—or at least felt bad about being caught.

Doctor Denten just sighed and accepted one of the spatulas, turning it over in her hand and even giving it a practice swing to test it. “I think this will do.

“Well, ladies, are you ready for your punishment?” Master Derek asked.

“No, Sir,” Becky said, sounding quite sincere.

His mouth twitched, almost as though he were amused, but he just shook his head. “I’m afraid that was a rhetorical question, since punishment is ready for you.” Master Derek looked over at Angel. “Would you mind handling Mindy, while I take care of this one?” he asked, gesturing toward Becky.

Heaven’s Daddy rarely punished anyone, aside from her, of course. He was generally fairly easygoing and his work simply didn’t put him in the position of needing to discipline the Littles of the Ranch often. However, under the circumstances he was more than willing.

“Absolutely.” Angel grabbed a chair and pulled it closer to the chocolate disaster. Then, after a second’s pause, he turned it to the side and took a seat before crooking a finger at Mindy. “Come here, young lady.”

With the slowest steps possible, Mindy moved over to stand in front of him. He patted his lap, and she let out a long sigh as she started to go over his knee. He stopped her. “Other way. I want you to keep your eyes on the castle while I paddle your backside. It will be a good reminder of why you’re being punished.”

“That’s an excellent idea,” Doctor Denten said. “Pippi, fetch me a chair, sweetheart.”

“The punishment definitely fits the crime. You three wanted to see Angel’s work so badly, now you’ll get a nice long look,” Master Derek pointed out, sounding pleased as he dragged a third chair over.

It wasn’t the first time Heaven Leigh had seen a group spanking. With so many Littles all in one place, it was natural for them to get in trouble together. And Littles who got in trouble together, were often spanked together.

But it was the first time she’d ever seen such an odd positioning, with one just behind the other. Each Dominant could only see a little bit of the spanking that was happening directly in front of them, and none of the one behind them. Heaven Leigh, on the other hand, found that if she moved back far enough, she could see all three bottoms being turned bright red with the nasty rubber spatulas.

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