Page 97 of Their Forever Daddy

There was nothing inherently sexy about what was happening. Taylor was still wearing her jeans—which didn’t feel remotely fair since Ginny and Carly were wearing leggings and Noelle and Jesse were wearing skirts—and this was very definitely a punishment, not a sexy scene. And yet, Jesse fidgeted in place as her clit throbbed with need as she watched her woman get into position, testing the first switch by whipping it through the air with a satisfying swish before lining it up along her target.

Edie drew her arm back and it seemed as though everyone held their breath as she brought the thin stick down across the middle of poor Taylor’s bottom. With a shocked squeal, Taylor rose up on her toes and stumbled forward a bit, but she managed to get back into place relatively quickly.

It only took about three strokes for the begging to start.

“I’m sorry, Edie, I’m sorry! I won’t ever do it again!”

“You won’t ever do what again, Taylor Grace?”

Taylor squealed again as the switch found its mark a fourth, fifth, and sixth time all in a row. “Do anything with the animals without your permission!”

“Good girl.”

Another six wrapped up the punishment, which couldn’t have been that bad because Taylor wasn’t full on sobbing when Edie let her up again. Tears were trickling down her cheeks, sure, but mostly she was just sniffling very loudly as Edie embraced her and whispered something nobody else could hear before sending her over to her Daddy.

“All right, Carly-girl. You’re next.”

So it went, with Carly, then Noelle, then Ginny all dancing and squealing their way through a dozen strokes of the switch. Poor Noelle did actually cry though, probably because her Daddy flipped her skirt up, leaving her with only her panties as protection. Which made Jesse a little nervous, because she had a feeling her Daddy and Edie were going to sentence her to the same fate.

And then it was her turn. Taking a deep breath, she got herself into position, and she only whimpered a little bit when Edie moved her fluffy skirt up out of the way.

“All right, naughty girl. You’re getting an extra six, because you are my Little girl. And I expect my Little girl to set a good example for her friends in our house. Am I making myself perfectly clear?”

Emotion welled in Jesse’s chest. The guilt was still there, obviously, but there was something else. Hope and joy at being so publicly claimed. At having Edie refer to this as their house instead of hers.

Maybe they were going to make this thing between them work, after all.

“Yes, Ma’am. Crystal clear.”

Before she could think too much longer about Edie’s word choices, a familiar swish sound met her ears, a moment before a line of a billion bees stung her bottom all at once.

It was even stingier than the stingiest cane, and Jesse couldn’t keep herself from crying out as the burn settled deep into her flesh.

“Ow! Edie, I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”

Two more strokes landed, each one a bit lower than the previous one, and Jesse couldn’t stay still. She popped up, throwing her hands behind her to rub the sting from her bottom.

“That’s two extra, Little girl. Get back in position.”

“But it hurts,” she whined as she forced herself to bend back over. “Please, Edie, I’ll be good forever and ever!”

She was, on some level, aware she was slipping deeper and deeper into her Little space with each word. But she didn’t care. Her friends hadn’t exactly been very big girls during their spankings, either. The only problem was, when she was this deep in her Little space, her filter all but disappeared.

Hopefully she wouldn’t say anything too embarrassing.

With every cut of the switch, she wiggled and squealed and pleaded. Until they were finally down to the last set of six.

“These extras are because you are mine, Jesse Walker. And I want you to remember it.”

The first of those six caught her right across her sit spots, and a sob burst free at the sharp pain. “I’m sorry, Mommy, I’m sorry!”

Everyone seemed to freeze, and for a moment she wasn’t sure why. And then the weight of what she’d just said hit her full force.

Oh, god. She’d just called Edie Mommy. In front of everyone.

Humiliation flooded every cell in her body, and without waiting for an answer, she jumped up and ran straight into the house, the back door slamming behind her like a gunshot. She didn’t stop running until she reached the room they’d all been sharing for nearly a month. Throwing herself on the bed, she buried her face in the pillow and burst into tears.

Chapter 35

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