Page 27 of Her Forever Daddies

“Discipline. Things like spankings, mouth soaping, writing lines, being grounded, early bedtimes, butt plugs, orgasm denial and other things like that. Nothing extreme,” Zane said.

Of course, he would be the one to cover the punishment stuff. She suspected he would be happy to discipline her anytime.

“Those are all fine.”

“What about anal, tying you up, hair pulling, light choking?” Jace asked.

Her nipples hardened and she knew they both noticed. When she tried to fold her arms over her breasts, each of them grabbed one of her wrists.

“Rule number one, no hiding yourself from us, ever. We want to see you. We want to watch and see all of your body’s reactions. You never need to be shy or embarrassed,” Zane said firmly.

Easy for him to say. He had the body of a god and probably a monster cock to match it. She was round and soft all over.

“We can see you thinking too hard, little girl. Whatever insecurity or worry you’re having, push it away because we think you’re beautiful just the way you are. We love your body,” Jace said, rubbing his thumb on the inside of her wrist.

Swallowing heavily, she nodded.

“You liked all those things Jace listed off?” Zane asked.

She nodded again. “Yes.”

Smiles spread across their faces and suddenly she didn’t feel so insecure about her body. Obviously, they liked it.

“Good girl. Even though we’re talking about your limits, you can always say red at any time, and everything stops. Even if it’s something you usually like, sometimes things can become overwhelming and you just need it to stop. Understood?” Jace asked.

“You wouldn’t be mad?” she asked.

Zane shook his head. Reaching out, he cupped her chin and stared at her with his piercing eyes.

“We would never ever be upset with you for needing to stop a scene. Your health, safety, and emotional well-being will always come first. We would be upset if you needed to use your safeword and chose not to because you were worried about upsetting us,” he explained.

As she stared back into his gaze, she knew with every fiber of her being that he was telling her the truth. She glanced over at Jace who nodded his head.

“Now, before we talk about rules, I want you to eat some more, and then we need to talk about your behavior earlier,” Jace said.

Her behavior? How was it that Jace was being the stern one? Did they take turns being good cop, bad cop?

“What? Why?” she asked.

“Because you didn’t answer your phone, you rushed over here, and then had a tantrum when we questioned you. Oh, and you called Zane a butthead,” Jace said sternly.

Well, that just sucked.

“But I hadn’t agreed to be your little girl then,” she argued.

“You’re right. Except when you called him a butthead. And this punishment won’t be harsh. But we need you to understand how important it is to answer your phone, especially since you could have answered it. Instead, you just started rushing around. And having tantrums will almost always get you put over our knees. Okay?” Jace explained.

Shoot.

“Okay,” she whispered.

Zane held another cracker and cheese up to her mouth and then continued to feed her for the next several minutes. Not that she tasted any of it because she was too anxious about the pending punishment. Her body was tingling at the same time, which made it even worse. Why did the idea of being punished by them make her pussy clench with need?

When she shook her head to another bite, Zane nodded and put the piece of apple back on the plate.

“Here’s what’s going to happen. Jace is going to spank you for not answering his calls and I’m going to spank you for having a tantrum, being disrespectful toward me, and calling me names.”

Her mouth dropped open as she stared at both men with wide eyes.

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