The Rancher's Little Girl by Emily Tilton

her backside if she continued on the path she seemed to have started.
    Victoria’s eyes flashed guiltily to Ross’ and widened a little in anxiety. She pursed her lips, though, as she nodded to him, and turned back to Kelly, and the words she spoke did not sound like they came as easily as Ross had hoped they might.
    “I’m sorry, Kelly,” she said. “I was rude, and I hope… I hope you’ll forgive me.”
    “That’s alright,” Kelly said, her demeanor melting a little bit. “It was just a misunderstanding, right?”
    Victoria looked like she wouldn’t mind arguing the point, or even telling Kelly that she thought the misunderstanding had been on Kelly’s side, but Ross said, “Victoria? It was a misunderstanding, wasn’t it? Do we have to have another discussion about this?”
    She glanced at him again, with her lips still a tight, almost challenging line. Then she turned back to Kelly and said, “Yes, definitely.”
    As Kelly led Victoria over to the tiny children’s section, she looked quizzically back over her shoulder at Ross. She could tell, Ross knew, that something was going on—and that that something might involve ageplay. Kelly and her husband Mike were ageplayers, too.
    Ross made his face impassive, but he had a feeling that Kelly would ferret out the news that Victoria and Ross were ageplaying somehow—he just didn’t expect that it would also involve having to dispense some serious discipline to Victoria.
    When he returned, though, he found Kelly standing over Victoria at one of the computer terminals. The look on Kelly’s face was concerned, but the look on Victoria’s, as she saw Ross approach, was terrified and ashamed.
    “I… I found the book,” Victoria said weakly. “And… and then I decided to look on… the computer.”
    “Look at what she was searchin’, Ross,” Kelly said. “I saw what she was doin’ on the monitorin’ program we have at the front desk, and I thought it might not be a good idea.”
    Ross looked at the monitor: it was a news story about Senator Bob Austin’s work with a charity for troubled teens. “What did she search for?” he asked Kelly, feeling his face grow angry.
    “Ross…” Victoria pleaded. “I…”
    “It was ‘Senator Austin teenage girls,’” Kelly said. “Now I don’t know why Victoria would search on that, but I just wanted to warn her that we don’t allow access to certain kinds of material here in the library, so I came over and asked if she thought you would be happy to see her doin’ that search.”
    Ross looked at Victoria. She had her eyes closed; she knew how much trouble she was in, he could see.
    “So I startled her, I guess,” Kelly continued. “I didn’t mean to do that, but I could tell there was something she was doin’ that she shouldn’t a been. Anyway, I can see you two have some things to discuss.”
    “Darlin’,” Ross said to Victoria, “you’re in big trouble.”
    Victoria took her upper lip into her teeth with a panicked expression. “Please, Ross. I… I know I shouldn’t have.”
    Ross turned to Kelly, who wore a puzzled look, and said, “Kelly, we’re gonna skedaddle, but I think I’m going to have a favor to ask, later today. Can I call you?”
    “Sure, Ross.” She walked away.
    “Daddy,” Victoria whispered. “I’m so sorry. Please don’t spank me.”
    Ross fixed her with an angry-daddy look. “Spankin’s not the worst you’re gonna get, young lady. Now get that disobedient rear end of yours outa that chair and into the car.”
    He marched her in front of him to the car. Before they reached it, Victoria turned around, a pleading, frightened look in her eyes. “What are you going to do, Ross?”
    “You had better call me ‘daddy’ right now, young lady.”
    “Okay…” She gave a fearful little sob. “Daddy… what are you going to do?”
    “I’m gonna spank you, and then I’m gonna put you in diapers.”
    “Oh, God… no… please…”
    “And then Kelly’s gonna