《Doms&Littles Academy》Chapter Twelve
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I was feeling terrible about yesterday i had to go and take care of some business, I've been delaying this errand since i didn't want to leave my princess alone. Well till my father called and tore me a new asshole for delaying family business.
I had three of my most trusted friends and they are part of the family to keep an eye on her. All i got all day were reports about her giving them hard time. When i got a message from Sir Milo saying he had to put her in corner i was seing red , she's getting it when I'm back. On my way back i asked if she ate , it's in her rules to eat three times a day and god knows she can't afford to skip a meal she's so skinny. When they told me she didn't make it to dinner yet i sent victor to drag her ass , victor is six feet tall who's made of muscle and a no nonsense vibe he's a dom that don't take no for an answer.
When i made it to school i went straight to the cafeteria to see my baby vomiting, she cried till she got sick which is a habit of hers, she told me she did it all the time back home. How she didn't know she's a little is above me, she's a big crybaby but she's my crybaby and i love everything about her.
I knew she studied about bottles in her little class, doms get reports about everything their baby learns , it wasn't mandatory for her to try it till next week so i took my chance and gave her one, she took it like a champ and even fell asleep after drinking it.
She tried to skip school this morning and when i didn't let her she confessed she didn't do her homework, if i learned something yesterday then it's my baby isn't ready to be left alone, I'll have to find a new game plan for next time i need to run some family errands.
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My schedule is consisted of mostly DDLG classes with few advance academic ones , i did shuffle my schedule a bit to get same classes as my baby.
Right now I'm sitting in a boring advance calculus class when timy knock on the door. Timy says Madame P. is asking for me and vincent to her office.
Timy and tasha are twins and my cousins , they work at the school as "counselor" code name to spy for my father.
When they find a sub with potentials they alarm the family, i knew about sophia the minute they went to get her. The first time i saw her crying and then calming down in my arms i knew she was mine.
"Got any idea what's this about" vincent ask me and i shake my head no.
Well i wouldn't in a million year imagine the scenario we found in Madame P. office. Standing in front of her are three rough looking littles , they all have a guilty look on their face, i share a quick chuckle with vincent before i put my poker face on. If sophia see that I'm smiling she'll think she can get off the hook but little does she knows her first punishment is coming soon.
The last person that i wanted to see enter the room after us. Damien Stewart, he belong to a little gang. They think they are the kings of the street, well they aren't. We've been at each other neck since our first day at this school five years ago.
Our littles had a fight with his brat , the teacher had to separate them when they got physical.
"Take your littles, punish them as you see fitted ,plus they'll spend the rest of the day with you.
And i must point to that sophia and Juliana were the one fighting while rory was trying to get between them." ~Madame P.
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Well poor rory, he should have called a teacher , he's not getting off the hook easily. Vincent is the strictest daddy i know and although rory is very well behaved he get troubles often. As for my little fighter , who's tearing up , she's gonna get it.
We all carry our littles and leave the office until damien talked of course
"Keep your little brat away from mine" he sneers and leave.
I take my girl to our dorm and set her on her feet she try to run away but i keep hold of her hand.
"You got thirty second to explain" ~dimitri
"She pushed rory and then pushed me and hit me" ~sophia
"And you thought it was okay to hit her back instead of calling a teacher or calling me" ~dimitri
"You weren't there" she pout
"You can always call me and I'll come or tell your teacher you need me or just tell her about the other little " i scold her she keep silent so i continue "fighting isn't acceptable now come here "
I drag her toward me while she cries, i put her on my lap facing down , lift her skirt and smack her pretty bum.
"Count them" i say but she doesn't comply
Smack smack
"Count them or I'll just keep going till you do" i threaten
Smack "o...o-one" she start good
I give her ten smacks on her bum and make her stand in the corner for another 5 minutes.
"Come here" i wipe her face from tears and tell her how much i love her. She calm down without any problems, i get her a water bottle and carry her toward my next class.
I go to sit down with her on my lap she wiggle a little to find a comfy position with her red bum, she doesn't tolerate pain , even though they were like fifteen smack in total , they hurt.
I look at Vincent seat but he's not here yet, the first bell ring , we're five minute in to class and he finally show up with a crying rory.
Our teacher isn't kind on people who are late , it's why Vincent didn't want to take dom/sub class with him to begin with but after we shuffled our schedules to match our littles he ended up stuck here with me.
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