<div class="floatleft">(https://list.lisimg.com/image/9863934/300full.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Celeste Sinclair<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>June 3, morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dress shop<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Suddenly very focused!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mommy<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The grin that took over Celeste's face when Erin told her that '<em>Daddy is going to have a hard time keeping her hands off you,'</em>was decidedly<em>not</em>Little. But she couldn't be blamed. Even a sweetheart like Celeste Sinclair could not be expected to maintain complete innocence<em>all</em>day every day - most certainly not when she had two dominant partners as<em>sexy</em>as Mar and Erin. Indeed, after spending a few passion-fueled nights together with her naked body squished between their dominance, Celeste found that she had a great deal of trouble keeping some very naughty thoughts from slipping into her mind.<br/><br/>Not that she tried very hard.<br/><br/>That look of pure lust, however, lasted but a moment before the girl's sweetness returned. Later, perhaps, they would find out exactly how much trouble Daddy actually would have keeping her hands off her pretty little girl in her pretty little dress. Right now, though, they had shopping to do!<br/><br/>And Celeste became so concentrated on that that it seemed she almost forgot that little girls need to mind their attitudes around their Mommies! She was entirely unprepared for the two spanks that<em>cracked</em>down in rapid succession on her helpless, naked butt!<br/><br/>"Ah!" She cried out, louder than she would preferred to do. But the sharp pain, at least for a few seconds, put all thoughts of embarrassment out of her mind. Such was the power of a good spank, it seemed - at least on this little girl. They captured and held her attention like nothing else could. Celeste turned her wided-eyed gaze to peer up into her Mommy's face. There was no divided attention now, no trouble focusing. Oh, no. Celeste was listening<em>very</em>closely to her Mommy's words.<br/><br/>That did not, of course, mean she listened to them<em>happily</em>. Her scrunched up face and grumpy little frown promised that she was indeed not happy at all about what had happened. And she was just about to express that displeasure when two more smacks bounced off her chubby little bum: a firm warning that, sometimes, a little girl was wiser to keep her mouth shut. And for once, Celeste decided to heed that warning. For now.<br/><br/>She could be a very stubborn girl. Mommy and Daddy were going to have their hands full!<br/><br/>This time, though, Celeste just stamped her foot and whimpered something that wasn't quite a word. Nor was it particularly loud. Now that pain had subsided enough for her to recall that they were out in a very public place, she did not want to risk drawing any more attention to their little dressing room than Mommy's four spanks already had! Nor did she have any interest in earning any more of the older woman's ire. Celeste may not have been part of this little family for long. But she suspected that what she'd just been given was but a glimpse of how bad things could get if she really pushed her boundaries. Oh no. She did not want a<em>real</em>spanking!<br/><br/>It was not for that fear, however, that she found herself sinking down to her hands and knees a few seconds later when Mommy prompted her for a little makeup 'kiss.' And that fear certainly had nothing to do with the grin that sprouted onto her previously grumpy little face. She crawled over, more like a puppy than a little girl, chubby butt swaying side-to-side like a dog wagging its happy tail when she went. From her vantage point, Erin would just be able to see the tip of the girl's crack and the tops of her chubby little cheeks, wiggling and jiggling with each forward step. Once she reached Erin, Celeste pressed a very soft kiss to the inside of the older woman's knee, followed by a matching smooch to the other knee. Then she moved upward, slowly, to the inside of Mommy's thigh.<br/><br/>That's where she stopped, however, about halfway up, the lower half of her face hidden by the skirt of Erin's dress. She wouldn't go the rest of the way until Mommy gave her permission. No matter how eager she might be!