Free Little Miss and the Law by Loki Renard Page A

that. If Mackenzie prized anything, it was professionalism, and Mackenzie had just watched Stephanie not only miss a deadline but nigh throw a tantrum at her boss in justification of missing it.
     
    “I am disappointed in you Stephanie,” Mackenzie lectured as they began the drive home.
     
    Stephanie's tummy sank. “You're disappointed in me?” she asked, her voice tremulous.
     
    “Yes. You are an adult Stephanie, and you have had ample time to talk to me about the issues you are concerned about. However instead of speaking with me, you've decided to take a passive aggressive route and put your career on the line to do so.”
     
    Stephanie thought she was going a bit over the top. “I'd hardly say that it was putting my career on the line, Mackenzie...”
     
    She was cut off abruptly. “It most certainly was. Did you see the way your boss looked at you? He thought you were quite mad. You will go in tomorrow and you will make a personal apology to him. Tonight, I will make sure that you mean it.”
     
    “I am sorry now, Mackenzie, truly, I am sorry I didn't talk to you. I didn't know how to bring it up without sounding as if I didn't like Jake.”
     
    “So the sensible thing to do was to miss a major deadline and yell at your boss?”
     
    “Well, no...”
     
    “Precisely. When we get home, you will go to the bedroom, slip off your pantyhose, shoes and skirt and you will get your nose in the corner. I intend to deal with you very thoroughly this evening, my girl.”
     
    Mackenzie's tone was controlled, but undeniably stern. On the receiving end of her girlfriend's ire, Stephanie found herself feeling very small and very naughty indeed.
     
    “Yes Ma'am,” she replied softly.
     
    When they arrived, Stephanie wasted no time in complying with Mackenzie's orders, fleeing to the bedroom as soon as she stepped in the door. She kicked off her shoes, ripped down her pantyhose, laddering them beyond repair and put her nose into the corner of the room.
     
    Outside the bedroom, she could hear Mackenzie moving around, pouring a drink, calmly relaxing. She wished with all her might that she could be out there relaxing with her, but instead of a cocktail, she was merely enjoying a very close view of a right angle.
     
    Her nerves began to grow as time drew on. How long had it been? A quarter of an hour? Longer? Was Mackenzie going to just leave her in here? She'd almost made the decision to leave the corner when the bedroom door opened and Mackenzie's soft footsteps entered the room.
     
    “I want you to know, Stephanie, no matter what happens over the next few hours, I love you and I want the best for you. Do you understand?”
     
    Stephanie trembled at the words and the mournful way in which Mackenzie had spoken them. How bad was this going to be?
     
    “Please, I am so sorry,” she exclaimed, turning around out of the corner. “I will be good, I promise. Oh my god!” she gasped, seeing that Mackenzie was carrying a rather solid looking paddle in her right hand. It was round and wide, like a table tennis paddle, only bigger and thicker and much meaner looking.
     
    “Oh god please no, not with that,” she begged.
     
    Mackenzie quirked a wry smile at her. “I haven't even touched you yet, I suggest you save the begging for when you need it.”
     
    Stephanie's jaw dropped. She was seriously going to spank her with that thing. She was seriously going to punish her.
     
    “Mackenzie, please, come on,” she tried once more.
     
    “Hush, little girl,” Mackenzie placed a finger over Stephanie's pouting lips. “The time for you to talk is over. Understand?”
     
    Silently, Stephanie nodded, wringing her hands and squirming on the spot.
     
    “Now, little one, you have been naughty, and you will be punished. I do this not to be cruel, but to be kind. You cannot be allowed to act out simply because you feel ignored. Do you understand?” As she spoke, Mackenzie put one hand on her hip and caressed