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To Logan
i can stay...pick me up in an hour.

From Logan
great, ill see you in a bit ;)

I caught my breath, and quickly messaged Miles before Tyler noticed.

To Miles
Hey girlie. I got grounded from my phone so I cant msg. Im not ignoring u. see u at schoool.

"Does this mean I can keep my flip since I'm going to his house?" Tyler sighed and nodded. "Yes, but you can only text me. Noone else, no use of internet, pictures. I will know if you do, and your grounding for the phone will be even longer, plus a little trip over the knees. Got it?"

I now my head. "Yessir. Imma go pack an over night bag." "Okay honey." I hurry up to room and grab a little bag.

I stuff in my pjs, a change of clothes, my toothbrush and my paddle brush. I also throw in my charger for my flip phone and some slippers. I march downstairs and plop on the couch waiting for Logan.

Tyler plops beside me. "I am trusting you, completely. No sleeping in the same bed and no funny business. I understand your 16 and it's -"

"Tyler! Please...I'm not going to do anything!!" I say blushing.

He smiles and hugs me. "Oh, and make sure your homework is completed. Okay?"

I nod. "Okay..." suddenly, I get a message from Logan.

From Logam
I'm here.

I stand up. "He's here."

"Be good sweetie. Love you. "

"Love you too, Daddy Tyler." I give him a hug and hurry to Logan's car, only to see that his Mom is driving it and he is in the back.

"Miss.Drake, I didn't know you were gonna be with Logan picking me up."

I admit. We start driving as I crawled into the back with Logan. "Well, I figured you kids could come with me to pay bills, it will only take a second, then we could stop by Dairy Queen, if thats alright with you, Kingston."

"Oh yeah, sure." I say, nodding as she pulled into a road. "Oh, and Kingston?" She says, getting my attention. "Yes ma'am?" "Logan's bedtime is at 8pm for the whole week, just warning you. You don't have to go to bed that early, but Logan will be." She says, eying Logan's redding face in her mirror.

"Mom! You're embarrassing me." "Don't worry, there will be plenty more embarrassment tonight before bed." She says and I look at him confused. "No! Mom-you cannot do it in front of her, please!" He begs, and I, again, look at him in confusion.

"Yes son, I can. And I will. I suggest you put this tude on pause before I correct in front of Miss.Kingston, and I don't think you won't that, would you?"

His face is deep red now. "No ma'am." "Good." She says smiling, pulling into the bank. "I will be right back out you two, don't get into any trouble!!"

She leaves the car, and I turn to Logan. "Okay, explain!!" His face is deepened red.  "Since my mom caught wind of my...behaver first meeting you, I got my butt whopped with the wooden spoon, and now for the next week, I'm getting...bedtime spankings....which is an over the knee spanking right before bed..." he says soft.

I hug him. "Hey, it'll be ok. Lets just have fun before then." "Okay." He nods, then smiles.  "Just don't do anything to make her spank you before then." "Okay, it's gonna be hard though." He jokes. His mom comes back in. "Okay you two, off to Dairy Queen!" "Yay!"

We got to Dairy Queen, we ordered and we sat in a booth. As we began eating, his mom perked up. "So Kingston, tell me how you got to living with Mr.Tyler." I nibble on my french fries. "Well, I've known him since I was three, and when I was six, my parents....they um....died...in a fire...and he promised me, as we watched the flames burn down, he would do everything in his power to get me...but it took him ten fuc-..." I see her eyes, so I correct myself. I was unsure if he had permission or not to spank me so I kept cool. "freaking years to finally get me...so I've been bounced around foster homes, and I just dont understand why it took him soooo long!" I admit, sipping my coke angrily.

She sits there, thinks, then takes a bite out of her sandwich. After swallowing, she speaks. "Well, I understand your frustration. But, if it makes you feel any better, Mr.Tyler worked very very hard to get you to him. He moved into a bigger, safer house to make room for you, to make you feel comfortable. He earned more money to be able and support you, and just when he would be this close," she pinches her fingers so closely together, "to getting you, they would have an excuse not to let you be with him. The whole town has known about you for years. He talked nonstop about getting his little girl, you. How he would protect you-and that's probably why Logan left the office limping. I didn't expect Mr.Tyler to go so easy on him, that's why he is getting these bedtime spankings, because that one paddling just don't fly with me." Logan's face becomes red again as he hides behind a burger. "Anyways, Mr.Tyler loves you sweetie, please don't take your anger out on him, it wasn't his fault. I know you're mad, upset, confused. But this town knows all about you being Mr.Tyler's baby girl."

My face starts to swell with tears. "Re-really?" She nods and hugs me. "Yes, and I know you probably hate him for spanking you sometimes, because I know he does, but he does it because he loves you. Okay?" I nod. "Okay."

We finish eating and we went to Logan's house. We get inside and Logan began to walk to his room. "Come on Kingston, we can finish homework in my room." "Ok-" I start, but Mrs.Drake butts in. "Um no. You two can finish your homework on the kitchen table. I wanna make sure you two actually get it done." "But Mom we-" This time I interrupt.

"No Logan c'mon lets do it out here, it's ok." Logan mumbles something under his breath, which earns him a huge SWAT on the seat of his pants by his mom. I hold in a giggle as we pile into the table, doing our homework. Finally, we finish. As we're gathering the pages, Logan looks at the time. "Crap, it's already 7:15. Mom, can we hang out in my room now??" He pleads. "Okay, but door open." "Yes ma'am." I answer, following Logan into his room.

We plop on his bed, and he faces me. "Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't of invited you over tonight, especially since my...bedtime spanking. I didn't even think about that. I should of waited. This sucked, I'm sorry babe." I look at him sad, but kind of annoyed. This was the second time he called me babe and we aren't even dating. "No..no, it's ok. Just one thing, why do you keep calling me babe...we aren't together." "Not yet anyways," he smirks, then nudges me. "Kidding..."

I stifle a laugh, kind of freaked out. He looks at the time. 7:30. "I'm supposed to be getting ready for bed," he says, grabbed pj pants and going to his bathroom. "Okay, I'll slip on some pjs while you're in the bathroom. "Okay, cool." He shuts the door in the bathroom and I hurridly slip off my bra and slip on pjs shorts and a tanktop. When I turn around to face the bathroom, I see Logan standing there. I jump. "How long have you been looking?" "I just opened," he says quickly, almost as if he was lying. I choice not to push it, so I grab my tooth brush and meet him in the bathroom. I pull my hair up in a pony tale, and we brush together.

When we were done, we walk out into the living room, where his Mom is drinking coffee and watching lifetime. She sees us, looks at the clock, and stands up. "Alright hun, nose in corner. Kingston, please go wait on the bed." I nodded, and Logan's face becomes red again. "Mom, please don't-" She holds up a hand. "Logan, would you like two separate spankings?" He shakes his head. "No ma'am." "Then I suggest you get your nose in the corner, NOW." She barks, sending us up to his room, quick. I plop on the bed, scooting into the corner and watch Logan stand facing a corner, like in time out. I decided to stay quiet.

His mom comes in, plucks up a hair brush, pulls his desk chair out in to the room, and calls him over. He does and his mom swiftly bends him over her knees, and began the spanking, silently. The only noice was grunts and whimpers form Logan.

POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. POP. (Someone count that for me :P)

Logan wiggled, and suddenly his mom tugged down his pj pants, revealing his boxers. His face was as bright as his ass. POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP POP. His mom stopped, pulled off his boxers and I studied the view I had.

His mom was sitting in the wooden chair, her knees together, Logan across them, his anckles crossed and legs up, completely across her knees, giving me and his mom a perfect view and aim to spank him. I wondered if this is how I looked when I was given a spanking from Tyler.

"Logan, why are you over Mama's knees?" "Be-be-cause I was inappropriate to King-ston" he says, sniffling. "Correct." she says, and contuines the pops, ending with one big one on his thigh. He shouted in pain. His mom pulls up his bottoms, kisses his cheek, and points to the bed. I stand up quick. "Bedtime, Mr." He nods, hugs and, and I was sent into the living room with his Mom. It wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be. She was really nice and sweat and we just had a normal conversation. She even joined me to an episode of iCarly. She told me goodnight and I snuggled on the couch, pulling up my phone and diling Tyler's number.

"Hello? Kingston, baby you ok?" "Yes, I just wanted to call you goodnight...is that ok?" "Of course baby it is. I miss you." "I miss you too, daddy Tyler." I could feel his smile over the phone. "Good, be good for school tomr, and I'll pick you back up like always, I love you goodnight." "I love you too." and we hung up. I snuggled into the pillow.

"Goodnight, Dad."

(((Notes:
   I know, this one sucked soooo fucking bad. I know it did. This is most def. not my best work, at all. I mean , not toting my own horn, but it sucked, majorly. It was just a chapter to get you guys through. Yesterday and today I wasn't in a good mood at all. My husband & I had a little argument over somethings, ya know, marriage stuff, so that fowled my mood. Plus, we lost a good home we thought we had in the palm of our hands. We have a roof over our heads atm, but we thought we found our own house, but it got away., so that sucked ass. I was also diagnosed with a medical condition and it's been beating me up. I'm okay, safe, I'm taking medication for it to help, but it might take a while or possibly never for it to be cured. Love you guys so much, and I promise I'll try and get better in the writing. I've been reading alot of stories just like mine and think, "wow I want my stories like that!" because they're so good. Again, love you guys and enjoy my shitty chapter. <3))



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