Ally and Jake

by Laylah Roberts

  Ally and Haley looked at each other in worry as Seth left the room.

  “We’re in trouble,” Ally whispered, aware the mess they’d left behind was even worse than it had been before, when Seth told them to clean it up.

  “Uh-huh.” Haley’s face was dejected. Then her face lit up. “But we can get rid of this!” Quick as a rabbit she was up and dumping their sandwiches in the rubbish bin while Ally looked on in horror.

  “Haley Ann! What the hell do you think you are doing?”

  Ally didn’t dare turn around, Seth sounded furious and Ally knew from the look on Haley’s face that he must look even angrier than he sounded.

  “Sorry?” Haley tried, but it was obvious as Seth stormed past where Ally was sitting and picked Haley up with one arm that he was furious.

  “Ally, go and get started on cleaning up the mess in the living room. Haley is going to get a spanking then she will finish cleaning while you get one.”

  Ally moved quickly away, not daring to argue even as she heard Haley’s pain-filled cries coming from the dining room. Seth seemed to spank her for hours, but in reality Ally knew it couldn’t be more than ten minutes. When Haley appeared in the living room her face was tear-stained and her legs were bare, luckily her t-shirt reached mid-thigh and hid her privates from view.

  “Daddy said you’re to go into the dining room and get your spanking now.” Ally nodded and moved past her friend, squeezing her hand as she passed her. Haley was still sobbing lightly and it was with trepidation that Ally moved into the dining room to find Seth sitting in a straight backed seat, facing the doorway. He gestured her forward until Ally stood between his open legs.

  “Do you know why you’re getting this spanking, Ally?” he asked calmly.

  Ally nodded. “Because I didn’t tidy up when you told us to.”

  “And?” he prompted.

  “Cause I wouldn’t eat my lunch and Haley threw it out.”

  “I wouldn’t punish you for what Haley did, kiddo, which is why your spanking won’t be as long as hers was. Still, I think your Daddy will more than make up for that won’t he?”

  Ally nodded, miserable as she thought of how disappointed Jake was going to be in her.

  “Right then, let’s take this diaper off.”

  “Do I have to be over your lap for my s-spanking?” she asked as he reached down to undo her diaper. She hated the idea of him knowing how heavy she was.

  Seth looked at her sternly. “Yes, you do.” He took off her diaper then patted his lap.

  “Put yourself over my lap, little girl.”

  Ally was glad he let her do this rather than grab her and force her. It was humiliating to place herself across his lap, but she would have been scared had he tried to force her.

  It felt strange being across another man’s lap, feeling his hand land on her bare bottom over and over. Ally held her lips tightly closed, trying to hold in her cries, but Seth was a hard spanker and soon her bottom was hot and sore.

  Once she began to sob, Seth stopped spanking her. Pulling her up, he hugged her close.

  “I’m sorry you girls forced me to punish you, Ally. I hope you know how much I care for you.” Ally nodded, sorry she’d forced him to spank her too.

  “All right. You go on up to Haley’s bedroom and get into her bed. It’s time you both had a nap. In separate rooms.”

  Ally did as she was ordered, surprised by how tired she was. She was already half way asleep when she heard Seth enter her room. Too sleepy to open her eyes, she opened her mouth when he ordered her to and began sucking contentedly on the bottle as she drifted off.

  “Ally!” Ally woke up with a start, confused and disoriented.

  “Ally!” Haley whispered at her again, shaking her softly as Ally remembered where she was.

  “Haley! What are you doing in here?” she asked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

  “Its okay, Daddy said I could wake you up, you’ve been sleeping forever and your Daddy is here now.”

  “He is?” Even though she knew he wasn’t going to be happy with her, Ally had missed Jake.

  “Yep, he’s not happy either ‘cause my Daddy told him how we misbehaved.” Haley reached back and rubbed her bottom as she spoke.

  “Come on, Ally.” Haley tugged her out of bed and Ally followed her friend down into the living room, embarrassingly aware of her lack of underwear. Seth hadn’t put a diaper on either girl again. Her dress covered her privates, just.

  It was with some trepidation that Ally entered the room, unsure how mad both men were going to be, but when Jake stood and opened his arms she ran into them, letting his love comfort her.

  “You’ve been a naughty wee thing today, Miss Ally,” he whispered in her ear, patting her still sore bottom firmly.

  “Seth, thanks for looking after her. I’m sorry she was so much trouble.”

  Ally turned her head to look up at Seth guiltily. “I’m sorry, Uncle Seth,” she said quietly, truly ashamed of herself.

  Seth just patted her head softly. “It’s okay, kiddo, I’ve seen worse behavior.” He stared down at his own little girl as he spoke. Haley pouted.

  “Well, Ally will be getting another spanking at home to deter this sort of behavior in the future, you can be sure of that.” Ally gulped at the firmness in his voice but she didn’t protest. She deserved it.

  “Will Ally still come to crèche?” Haley asked in a small voice. Seth immediately picked her up in his arms and rocked her.

  Jake smiled over at her. “She’ll be there with bells on, sweetie.”

  He looked down at Ally. “Do you need to go potty, Ally?” he asked.

  Ally flushed but nodded. Jake led her to the toilet and helped her up, giving her a stern look as she flinched and fidgeted as her bottom came into contact with the toilet seat.

  Jake cleaned her up and helped her wash and dry her hands. “Come on Ally-girl.” Clasping her hand, he led her out of the room. A taxi pulled up just as they were walking outside and Jake helped Ally inside, leaning across to do up her seatbelt as the car pulled away from the kerb.

  “Want to tell me why you wouldn’t eat your lunch, baby-girl?” he asked.

  “Umm,” Ally thought about lying but she knew how much Jake hated lies. “It was cheese toasties, I don’t like them.”

  Jake frowned at that. “I don’t think that’s quite true, miss. Want to try again?”

  Ally sighed. “They’re so fatty, Jake. I can’t afford the calories.”

  “It’s the weekend, sweetie, you’re too little to make those sorts of decisions,” his voice was gentle but it had a firm undertone and she squirmed at his soft scolding.

  “I’m sorry,” she said sincerely.

  Jake nodded. “Maybe you are, but you’ll be even sorrier once we get home.”

  *****

  Jake opened up the front door and led Ally inside. He pulled her into the living room and led her to the corner.

  Ally sighed but didn’t protest until he started to pull her dress off.

  “Daddy!” What are you doing?” she complained.

  “I want that red bottom on display while you stand in the corner for some timeout. I’m going to go and make us something to eat. You, young lady, are going to think about your bad behavior. Now, you know the proper position to take.”

  Ally widened her stance and leaned over, pushing her bottom out. Jake gave it four, heavy smacks, making her gasp before he left the room.

  Ally stood there, thinking, wishing she was anywhere but where she was.

  “Right, come here, baby.”

  Ally turned and walked over to where Jake sat on the sofa, some sandwiches sat on a plate on the coffee before him.

  “I’m sorry I was bad, Daddy and that Uncle Seth had to spank me.”

  Jake nodded and opened his arms. Ally curled up in his lap while he fed her some chicken and avocado sandwiches.

  “All finished?” he asked. She nodded.

  “Right then. I want you to go up

to our room and wait for me. I’ll be up soon.”

  Shoulders slumped, Ally did as she was ordered. Sitting on the bed, she looked up as he entered the room, gulping when she saw the paddle in his hand. Jake sat on the bed beside her and pulled her over his lap.

  “Okay, little one. I’m going to paddle this bottom until it’s hot and sore. Then you’re going to go to the potty and spend the rest of the day in bed.”

  Ally’s stomach dropped, she hated spending time in bed.

  “But we’re supposed to go grocery shopping, Daddy.”

  “That will have to wait until tomorrow. Right now, I’ve got a naughty girl to paddle.”

  The paddle landed on her bottom, immediately making her yelp. Again and again, it landed. Jake wielded it expertly, covering her buttocks with each swift smack. Soon, Ally was pleading, sobbing, crying heavily.

  By the time he finished, she was exhausted, so tired she barely even felt him lift her up, and tucking her into bed.

  “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she cried, miserable. Jake sat beside her, rubbing her back until she calmed enough to fall asleep.

  Chapter Four

  Jake took Ally’s hand and led her into the supermarket. Jake grabbed a trolley. It was over-sized with a large seat at the front for adult boys and girls to sit in. But Ally was an adult for this shopping trip. Jake wanted her input when it came to buying her food for the next week. He was going to be keeping a close eye on her diet. She had agreed to try one day at crèche, which he was pleased about. He’d already spoken to the crèche director about watching Ally carefully.

  So today, she walked by his side as they made their selections, instead of sitting in the seat of the trolley.

  “Jake, Ally, how are you both?”

  Jake looked up to find Marc, a friend of theirs, smiling over at them. His little girl/wife, Lily stood beside him, fidgeting.

  “Hi Marc, hi Lily.” He smiled at the little girl who continued to move back and forth.

  “Hi, Doc Jake. Hi Ally. Aren’t you a little girl today?” Lily asked, seeing Ally’s big clothes.

  “Not right at this moment,” Ally said.

  “Oh.” The other little girl whirled her hair around her finger. Then her gaze moved to the shelves behind Ally.

  “Daddy can I have some of those sweets?” she asked.

  Marc shook his head. “I’m afraid not, baby. You’ll be climbing the walls and I can barely keep up with you as it is.”

  Lily pouted and looked down at her feet. “But I want them, Daddy,” she whined, stepping towards them.

  “Well, we don’t always get what we want, do we?” Marc said sternly. “And if you let go of that trolley then you’ll have to sit in it, little one.” He turned to Jake and Ally. “Lily has a rather sore bottom. Out of the goodness of my heart, I’m letting her walk while we shop as long as she doesn’t let go of the trolley, however, she’s pushing me with this bratty behavior. And if she doesn’t sort out her attitude then she’s going to end up like that one.”

  Marc nodded over to the end of the aisle where a man was currently pulling the pants of his little girl down. She was screaming, crying even though he hadn’t touched her. He tipped her over his knee and started spanking steadily.

  Her bottom quickly grew pink as her screams grew louder.

  Both Ally and Lily winced in sympathy.

  “Come along, Lily,” Marc said, pushing the trolley along. “See you both, later.”

  “Bye Marc, Lily. All right, Ally, let’s get shopping.”

  Once Jake was satisfied they had a wide selection of healthy, nutritious food, he steered the trolley towards the checkout.

  “Lily, put that down.”

  They looked over to find Marc and Lily were standing in line two aisles over. Marc took a chocolate bar from Lily’s hand. She stomped her feet, her hands on her hips.

  “Uh oh, someone’s about to get it,” Jake said.

  Ally winced as Marc wrapped one arm around his wife and started to apply his hand heavily to her buttocks. Although he left them covered, the thin cotton dress she had on wouldn’t be much protection. Soon she was crying loudly, sobbing. Marc took her by the hand and led her through the checkout aisle, making her stand at the end, her face to the wall.

  “Now just stand there and don’t move until I come for you. And you, baby, are in for a hard session with the hairbrush when you get home,” Marc told her ominously, but his love for his wife was clear.

  “Come on, Ally,” Jake said, pulling his wife’s gaze away from her friend. “Let’s get home and make some lunch, yeah?”

  Ally looked up at him, love shining in her eyes.

  *****

  The trouble began when she couldn’t find her favorite hair ties. When Jake told her that she’d have to use the other sort instead as they didn’t have time to look for them Ally had thrown a temper tantrum worthy of any two year old. Down on the ground, her legs pounding against the floor in time with her fists, she yelled her displeasure to the sky.

  A sharp whack to her backside had her gasping in shock. That smack was quickly followed up by a barrage of spanks against her defenceless bottom that had her wailing loudly for a different reason. When Jake finally pulled her from the floor, she could only stand there sobbing as he scolded her while tying up her hair with her least favorite ties.

  “I will not have such behavior from you, missy. A temper tantrum is not the way you act when you don’t get your way. If I had more time this hairbrush would still be turning that bottom red, believe me.”

  Ally stood still, aware of how serious Jake was.

  “In fact, this behavior shows me that you’re not feeling quite as big today as I thought you were.”

  Ally didn’t like that statement and she shook her head stubbornly as he pulled some training pants out of the cupboard.

  “No, Daddy, I’m a big girl,” she pouted. No way was she going to crèche in training pants. No one was going to change her except for Jake.

  “Big girls don’t throw tantrums,” Jake said calmly as he reached under her puffy skirt and pulled down her bright pink panties. Reluctantly Ally stepped out of the panties and then stepped into the puffy trainer pants.

  “You can still go to the potty,” Jake said as he took her hand and led her down the stairs and out to the car. “But these training pants will be a safety net.”

  The trip to the crèche was uneventful, mainly because Ally was starting to get worried now. What if she didn’t like crèche? What if Haley didn’t come?

  “Don’t worry, baby,” Jake said as he pulled up outside the large building and helped her out of the car. “Everything will be fine. Look.” Ally looked over where he pointed and saw Seth carrying a squirming Haley in his arms.

  “Let me down, Daddy!” she was saying. “I’m not a little girl, I’m a big girl.”

  “I don’t think so, Miss Haley,” Seth patted her diaper-covered bottom as Haley scrunched her face up in frustration.

  “Ready for your big day, Ally?” Seth asked her as the four of them entered the front office of the crèche. They were asked to sit and wait for the director who would show them around.

  “I guess so,” Ally said quietly.

  “Ally threw a big tantrum this morning because she couldn’t find the right hair ties,” Jake explained while Ally glared at him. Haley pulled her binky from her mouth where Seth had put it before they’d entered.

  “Hair ties are important,” she pronounced before returning the binky to her mouth at Seth’s frown.

  “Well, Haley wasn’t any better behaved; in fact she threw her breakfast on the ground and refused to eat it, which is why I changed my mind about her having to wear diapers today.”

  “Seems our girls are a little nervous,” Jake said. Seth nodded but before he could reply an older woman entered the waiting room.

  “Hello, I’m Mrs. Adamson,” she said, her voice kind although there was a firmness about her that couldn’t be disguised.

  Introductions were made before Seth picked up Haley and Jake clasped Ally’s hand.

  “I’ll give you all a quick tour then the girls can join the other kids while you two head off. Don’t worry, they’ll be fine.” She smiled at Seth and Jake who immediately relaxed. Ally and Haley, however, weren’t so sure.

  “This is our nursery, where the small babies are kept. I see Haley wears diapers?”

  Seth nodded. “She does, but the nursery won’t be necessary, she’s best to stick with Ally.”

  “Ally has training pants on today,” Jake interjected. “But she knows to tell you when she needs to go.”

  The woman nodded and continued with the tour. “This is our inside play space and also serves as our nap room. The children have an hour long nap each afternoon at 2pm, and over here we have our punishment room.”

  She pushed open the door and the sound of a paddle hitting flesh immediately reverberated throughout the room, this was followed quickly by a loud wail. Down one end of the room a boy/man was lying over a high stool, his legs wide apart and his buttocks bare. An older woman stood behind him, a large paddle held in her hand. Slowly she raised her hand to bring it down on the boy’s quivering buttocks.

  “We usually hold the girls over our laps, but the boys need to go over the stool. So, any questions?” She turned to the men, ignoring the boy’s wails from behind her. Ally and Haley jumped with each sound of the paddle hitting the boy’s buttocks and they turned to their daddies, clinging to them like limpets.

  “Now, now, enough of that.” Mrs Adamson briskly took hold of their hands, and with a strength that belied her age, led them away out of the room and down the corridor. “We’ll see you tonight,” she called back to the two bemused men who watched them leave.

  “Well,” Jake turned to Seth. “I guess we better go.”

  Seth just shook his head. “I have a bad feeling about this my friend.”

  “I know. Me too.”

  *****

  “I hate this place,” Ally muttered as she played beside Haley in the sandpit. Haley looked over longingly at the swings and slides where the other kids played.

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