Darling your different (Polly...

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"Did you love her?" "Yes" "Did she love you back?" "Sometimes" Daha Fazla

description
Train to hell
Don't Touch Me
witch?
Takes one to know one
Overprotective pain in the ass
birthday
Micheal
Piss me off see what happened
Make Me
You've began to feel like home
it's okay I'm right here.... it's okay
Our peaky girl
"mine."/"Yours."
cuddles and kisses
Cuts and apologies

I'm not jealous

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(Avyanna's pov) (mentions of, spanking ;) and
Hair pulling and mommy kink.)

I woke up just laid in bed thinking about everything that happened last night.

After a long while, I got up and put on black trousers and a white button up, Then placed my gun on the back on my waistband. Pulling a blazer over top to hide it.

Then I put on my heels, walking into the bathroom brushing my teeth then walking down the stairs.

"father what are you doing here?" I asked coldly looking at the man on the couch with Polly.

"now now, avyanna, is that anyway to talk to the man who raised you?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Polly why'd you let him in?" I raised an eyebrow.

"He needed to speak to you about something, darling." She answer.

"Darling?" My father question.

"Yeah dad, people call people darling. Get over it."

"I didn't know I raised such a brat."

"She's not a brat aberama."

"It's fine pol. What did you want father."

"You know what I want, you have until the 20th." He said before standing up.

"It was nice talking to you Elisabeth." He nodded to her.

"It's Polly to you, father nobody calls her Elisabeth. And especially you will not be calling her Elisabeth." I said and Walked him to the door.

"I'm not playing around avyanna, You have a week and a half, I suggest you get packing and say bye bye to your little friends" he whispered.

"Goodbye father." I said, pushing him out the door, slamming it in his face.

"Avyanna, what was that about?" Polly asked calmly.

"Me and dad aren't getting along right now." I shrugged
"Wanna talk about it?"

"No, there's nothing to talk about.." I shrugged and Polly walked over and hugged me softly.

"alright, I'm here if you need to talk." She said and kissed my head.

"Thank you Polly."

"You're welcome, darling." She spoke softly as I nuzzled my face into her neck.

She caressed my hair softly holding me in her warm comforting embrace.

Later that evening

All of us were in the Garrison, I was sitting with Arthur, tommy and john while polly was talking to some random guy.

"Avy what did that glass ever do to you, for you to try and strangle it to death?" John chuckled looking between my hand that was gripping the glass so tight my knuckles were turning white, then his eyes followed mine over to Polly and the guy.

"Ohhhhh, Your jealous."

"I don't get jealous."

"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Tommy chuckled.

"oh fook off" I scoffed.

"Ooo he's touching her hair." Tommy Smirked, as my blood began to boil, why? I had no idea.

"He's whisper in her ear, she's blushing and-" I stood up and stormed out of the Garrisons.

"Nice going john." Tommy said sarcasticly.

"She's so jealous it's funny though." John chuckled.

"Her and Polly are more alike then either of them are willing to admit." Arthur chuckled.

"Where's avy?" Polly asked walking over to them.

"she's left.." john answered.

"Why?"

"No idea..." Arthur chuckled.

"Nice guy, you were talking to." Tommy Chuckled, then polly glared.

"For Christ's sake..." She groaned before leaving.

A fEw mOmEnTs LAtEr

I went home, I sat on the couch reading a book.

"Any particular reason you left the Garrisons without a word to me young lady?" A stern voice behind me spoke

"I'm a grown woman I'll do as I please, and it Looked like you were pretty busy with pretty boy so I figured there was no reason to bother you." I answered nonchalant.

"put the book down avyanna." Polly demanded.

"No I'm reading, go find your lover boy."

"You're jealous."

"I'm not jealous." I said coldly

"Avyanna Gold, look at me." She said sternly.

"Why."

"Because I said so."

"Whatever mom" I said sarcasticly.

She walked around the couch standing in front of me, snatching my book throwing it on the couch beside me, Then pulled my hair back forcing me to look at her.

"What have I said little girl, when I tell you to do something You Do. It."
She said coldly, her chocolate eyes boring into my soul as she leaned down.

"Say sorry." She demanded.

"Sorry." I said not meaning it in the slightest.

"Fine, you wanna play that game we'll play." She said pulling me up by my hair, dragging me to the her bedroom, shoving me onto the ground.

"Apologize." She tried again.

"You just pulled me by my hair and shoved me into your floor, not. Happening." I glared, I kinda liked it though....

"Fine, Stand up and take off your pants. I told you darling if you disobeyed I'd spank you, I'm just holding my promise." She said coldly but I knew I dug my own grave now I have to lie in it, so I stood up and took off my pants.

She sat on her bed, pointing fore to stand between her legs.

I walked over and stood were she said nervously.

"Such beautiful legs darling." She said as she softly rubbed my thighs.

"No, be a good girl and bend over my knee, hmm." She said dominantly making me comply.

"You'll have... let's say 10 strikes since you've been good enough to listen." She smirked making me whine.

"Fine 15 strikes, for the disobedience." She said sternly and I bit my tongue.

"And you will count each strike understood, little girl?"

"Yes"

"Yes what?"

"Ma'am?"

"Try again."

"Mommy?"

"Good girl."

She raised her hand and brought down hard on my ass, making me yelp.

"One..."

"Good girl" she said then landed another landed another slap.

"Two..."

Slap

"Three.."

Slap

"Four"

Slap

"Five.." I whimpered.

Slap

"Six..."

Slap

"Seven..."

Slap

"Eight" My eyes started to water, my ass was on fire at this very moment but she wasn't giving me any easier of a time as she added another hard slap.

"Nine.."

"You're doing good, just six more baby girl."

Slap

"Ten..." I said my tone trembling.

Slap

"Eleven..." I whimpered.

Slap

"Twelve" I squeaked.

"Good girl, You're such a good girl for mommy, baby girl." She smirked and added another hard slap.

"Thirteen.."

Slap

"Fourteen" I winced.

Slap

"Good girl, such a good job." She said massaging my red ass, that was covered in her hand prints.

"Thank you...mommy.." I mumbled.

"Now come on, cuddles." She said and helped me sit up, pulling me on top of her, holding me tightly, Kissing my head.

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