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Sweet Dreams
Amy and Toots were happily playing in Amy’s back garden. Mike at Amy’s request was carrying out the vast dolls house, that had been much enjoyed during their previous childhood, and was now amongst their favourite diversions again.

As he set it upon the paved area, his sister looked up at him and smiled. “Thank you.” she said politely. “Thank you.” Toots added. “You’re most welcome.” he replied.

He watched them for a while, and then went back to the lounge where he and Arik were working upon details of their next recordings. “You know.” he began as he sat back down at his desk. “Amy has seemed really much happier the last few days.” “Yes, I’ve noticed that too.” Arik agreed. “She was a lot less sulky and difficult after that last spanking she got. I think the discipline does her good.”

“We had best get this finished.” Mike held up a list of tasks that needed sorting. “I promised Deedeeo that we would look after Nadia for an hour, while she goes to get her hair styled for tonight.”

Arik nodded, just lately they had often cared for Nadia, as had Ry. They were following Dr. Isher’s suggestions that the child be handled by men as frequently as possible, with them providing in as much as was suitable, the fun elements in her life, while the women she knew dealt with most of the discipline.

Nadia was in no doubt that any of the men, at any time could, and certainly would spank her little bottom, but as long as she was good, they did not. Nadia was good. The only bone of contention between her and her parents was her lack of appetite, and Dr. Isher had recommended gentle encouragement with that, and slowly it did seem to be working.

Nadia was waiting now for her Mummy to dress her. She felt frustrated that her baby fingers could not work out how to fasten the buttons on the dress that she was to wear. Her Mummy had got out a pair of level one paint ties as she dressed her that morning, and Nadia had viewed them worriedly, but they stayed on the bed, and her little rump was left bare.

“Now Nadia.” her Mummy said. “I think before we go over to Uncle Mike and Uncle Arik you can have a ‘just because’ spanking.” Nadia pouted. “Don’t want!” she said. “I know you don’t want, but that is what happens to naughty girls who go around firing hiop guns in shopping precincts isn’t it? Now over you come, accross Mummy’s lap, and if you’re a good girl with no fuss, we’ll make it a hand spanking.”

Nadia crossed to her Mummy and lifted her little arms up, because she was too small to lay accross laps with no assistance.

She was soon in the optimum position for punishment. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The sound echoed around and so did Nadia’s baby wail. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The little buttocks reddened and shook as the spanking went on.

She was held securely and couldn’t move an inch to avoid the stinging blows. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Deedeeo lectured for the first few moments, but soon gave up as her daughter gave herself up to continuous loud howls.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Finally a very sorry little girl was comforted, Her Mummy stopped spanking and rubbed her back murmuring.

“There there, all over now darling. All better now. Nadia’s had her spanking, now she’s Mummy’s good baby.” Deedeeo sat her up and rocked her back and forth until the crying stopped.

“Now.” she said brightly. “Mummy’s going to the precinct to get her hair done, and you sweetie can go to Uncle Mike and Uncle Arik’s, go get your pain-ties for me, and let’s pop them on.”

Nadia began to wail again, but went to fetch the paint-ties. She sobbed as she was helped into them and yelped as the first bite snapped across her already sore bottom.

“Now fetch your Spanking Susie dolly and let’s get off.” Mummy said. “Maybe you’ll be able to play with Amy.”

Nadia obeyed, and they walked through the communal gardens to the Landis’ home, passing Amy and Toots in the garden. “Nadia play wiv dolls house?” she asked hopefully when she saw it there set out.

“OW!” she inadvertently added as the pain-ties snapped, and she cried a little again. “We’ll wait and see what Uncle Mike and Uncle Arik say.” Mummy replied.

Nadia was left standing with her little rear stinging as the adults talked about her. Deedeeo was leaving her dummy, and her baby bottle and a nappy in case it was needed.

Nadia didn’t like wearing a nappy during the day, although she had to admit it was sometimes necessary. When she had a nappy put on after a spanking it stopped surreptitious rubbing. As the adults were all busy now and not paying her heed she thought she might try a little rub, but as she did the pain-ties snapped.

“Ow!” she cried. She ought to have known better than to have tried that. Her Mummy then squatted down and kissed her softly on her brow. “Be a good girl for Uncle Arik and Uncle Mike.” she said. “Mummy will be back for you later.”

Deedeeo took her leave, and Nadia found herself lifted up and sat upon Arik’s knee. “How is little Nadia today?” he asked. “Fine.” she replied. “And what games would you like to play?”

For once Nadia did not ask for drawing or writing. “Play dolls house with Amy and Toots?” she asked hopefully. “In a little while, I am sure you can, but I want a cuddle first.”

She was held against his hard chest. Lately all the men had cuddled Nadia a lot. Sometimes she felt quite panicked, as frightening overwhelming emotions flooded her. Memories of another embrace from years ago hit her, but then her nostrils filled with the male scent of whoever was holding her, and it was not that bad smell. It was not Daddy Pik. It was not a bad man, but a good man, who was holding her and looking after her.

And then the panic would subside, and for a while she would feel quite good. She was finding that although she did not actually enjoy these enforced cuddles she actually felt quite peaceful during them. Particularly when the cuddle was from her own daddy Brent.

Quite a lot lately Nadia had been playing a secret game. It was her very own secret, and only she knew of it. She had not even told Amy and Toots, who were so much fun to play with.

When she was alone, Nadia often played make believe, that she was with Mummy Solinder and Daddy Jeff, and that they were going to nice places, and doing nice things. But now Nadia had extended that game to when she was with her Mummy and Daddy.

It was so easy to pretend that Mummy Deedeeo was Mummy Solinder, so Nadia did just that. When Mummy gave her breakfast, or kissed her or tucked her into bed, Nadia pretended. When Brent changed her nappy or lifted her high in the air, or bathed her, Nadia pretended. And with these games of pretend, Nadia’s life was really quite sweet.

“Ow.” Nadia gave a little mumbling complaint. “Those paint-ties troubling you darling?” Arik asked her gently. Nadia sucked her finger and nodded.

“Let’s take them off then shall we?” She was not averse to this at all, and gratefully she lifted her legs to allow him to remove them.

Every now and then she felt an acute stab of embarrassment at the way her little body was viewed by the adults around her. They dressed and undressed her as was required, and took no notice at all. Most of the time Nadia reacted like the toddler she was, but just sometimes she felt shy.

The pain-ties were removed and she gave a sigh of relief. She didn’t know it, but this had been previously arranged, as per Dr. Isher’s instructions. Men were to comfort and assist, women to punish and correct.

Arik brought out an ordinary pair of knickers, decorated with pixies and flowers and helped her don them. She was cuddled for a while longer, then she asked.

“Nadia wee wee?” Mike lifted her off Arik’s lap and carried accross to the bath room. The toilet was too big for her to use unaided so he set the trainer seat in, and lifted her up. She clutched at him as he set her down.

“Good girl Nadia” he said encouragingly. “Clever girl to use the toilet.” Nadia felt a swelling of pride. She was lifted down and her clothes were replaced.

“Play now with the dolls house?” she asked hopefully. “OK.” he agreed. He carried her out to where his sister was playing with Toots.

“Nadia has come to play with you.” he said setting the little girl down beside them. Amy smiled her welcome, Toots moved to one side to accommodate the newcomer.

If truth were to be told, Toots did not always enjoy playing with Nadia. Amy always loved to play and care for young children, that was why she had ended up as a nursery nurse.

When Nadia came to join them it meant that the game they had been playing which had been rich in invention and complexity, now had to be adapted to the understanding of a three year old.

In fact it meant abandoning where they had reached in the exciting saga of the dolls adventures and a return to simple tasks like Mummy making toast, and Daddy getting out the hovercar. Toots felt a stab or resentment, after all Nadia was just a penny like her, so Toots did not automatically have to try and please her like she did everyone else.

However, Toots had resolved to try and be good, to try and please her parents and she knew they would hardly be pleased with reports that she had selfishly excluded Nadia, so the playing was adapted.

In reality Nadia did not play with the older girls, but more along side them, her imagination going to different places and although she would briefly interchange every so often, she mostly moved the dolly’s about and babbled away in her own way.

It was much later when Ry appeared to collect his daughter. “Hello Toots.” he greeted her. “Hello Daddy.” she looked up with a smile of welcome, and was about to get up and hug him when he said.

“And how is my baby niece?” Toots felt a stab of what could only be described as jealousy as he bent down and lifted the toddler into his arms.

He cuddled her for a while and asked her about her day, before finally setting her down and saying to his daughter. “Well come along young lady, go and thank Uncle Mike and Uncle Arik and let’s go back home.”

She did as he instructed. As they entered their home, he said. “OK Toots, I think it’s time for a ‘just because’ spanking. Go and fetch the plastic cane and bring it through to the lounge.”

She had wanted him to cuddle her like he had Nadia. She had wanted him to ask about her day, but instead he was only wanting to cane her. The tears that rose in Toots eyes were not just of fear for the punishment that she knew was coming.

She obediently went to fetch the cane, Daddy meanwhile was taking off his jacket and rolling up his blue shirt sleeve. “Good.” he said as she returned. “Now down with your little knicks and over the arm of the chair. Bottom nice and high for me.”

As she adopted the position the tears began to fall in earnest. Swiissshh! CRACK! Swiissshh! CRACK! Swiissshh! CRACK! He quickly administered a thorough caning. Swiissshh! CRACK! Swiissshh! CRACK! Swiissshh! CRACK!

Toots screamed out her anguish. Swiissshh! CRACK! Swiissshh! CRACK! Swiissshh! CRACK!

“Now let’s get those knickers right off.” he suggested. “You can’t walk with them like that can you? Over to the corner stool with you.”

Toots hurried to the corner stool. Her feet were quickly secured and then as far as she could tell she was left alone. As she sobbed into the unsympathetic wall she battled with a new and strange pain deep inside her.

Usually when her Daddy punished her, he took time. Although the waiting and subsequent expert deliverance of the strokes sometimes generated overwhelming suspense, that meant when it came it stung so much more, there was something nevertheless intimate and caring about such an action. The caning Toots had just been given had seemed somehow perfunctory and as if her Daddy couldn’t wait to get it over with.

Often he took the time to comfort her between each stage of a punishment, quietly explaining to her the error of her ways and assuring her that she was loved. This time he had almost at once dispatched her to the corner and had left her sobbing. Toots felt very miserable as she cried away her corner time.

Amy suspected that Toots was going off for a ‘just because’ spanking. She felt a little less distressed by the thought of it. After all, hadn’t she just a few days ago, got a spanking just like a naughty penny might? Hadn’t she had to sit for an hour on a penny corner stool? And wouldn’t it certainly happen again, if she was at all naughty? Yes it certainly would, and that thought made Amy feel a lot better about life.

Nadia so engrossed in the toys suddenly looked up at the older girl. “Amy, Nadia wee wee.” she said desperately. But it was too late, the accident had occurred and Nadia had very wet knickers. “Never mind.” Amy said soothingly.

She called out to her brothers who came to deal with the situation. “You must remember to not get so involved with playing that you forget.” Arik told her as he peeled off the sodden knickers. He wiped her around with a baby wipe, and then asked.

“Shall I put a nappy on for now?” Nadia shook her head. “Not want nappy.” she said. “Well I think that would be best until Mummy comes, she’ll be here soon.” And whether she liked it or not Nadia was nappied and set back out in the garden to play.

Later that night the three children found themselves in Amy’s room to sleep. They had not known about the plans for the Landis brothers to care for them all while the other’s parents went out for the evening.

Toots pondered upon this as she followed Arik’s instructions to have a shower. Why hadn’t Mummy and Daddy told her? Where were they going without her? Her daddy had released her from her corner time with a brief permission for her to put her knickers back on, but he had not paid her much attention that evening, and then suddenly she was taken with no explanation to Amy’s house.

Toots fretted about this as she lathered her young body, but she had something else to think of as she stepped out of the shower, there was Mike standing holding the towel.

She recalled the times when she had cherished fantasies about meeting Mike as she stepped from a shower, but in those fantasies, he had taken her into his arms and kissed her expertly before making wonderful love to her. This time he simply held the towel and said.

“Come along, let’s get you nice and dry, there’s a good girl.” As she entered the towel, he noted the stripes from her earlier punishment. He thought they looked rather pretty. He patted her dry. “Now go and clean those teeth.” he instructed slipping a nightie over her head “Then in to bed with you.”

As she hurried off to obey, she thought about how she had nurtured thoughts of being told to get into bed by him. But all that was from a very different world. She was tucked in beside Amy, and he gave her an avuncular kiss upon her nose.

Nadia freshly bathed and nappied was tucked into the travel cot. “Now off to sleep with you all.” Mike ordered. “Sweet dreams.”