Page 28 of Double Daddies
“Mmhmm. What else?”
Confused, I think back over what happened, but nothing else comes to mind. “I dunno.”
Daddy Byron looks down at me, his expression unusually stern. “What did we tell you to do if you were upset or anything bad happened today, princess?”
Oh. “You said to come to your office and talk to you.”
“And did you do that?”
“No, Daddy.”
“Can you tell us why?”
Tears burn at the backs of my eyes as I lift my shoulders in a shrug. But Daddy Ezra isn’t having it. Eyes narrowing, he tightens his grip on my chin. “None of that, little girl. Tell us what happened.”
“I just got scared,” I manage to whisper.
“Scared of us?” Daddy Byron sounds so shocked it nearly makes me giggle. Because I should be scared of them. They basically kidnapped me and turned me into their Little girl without my consent.
But I’m not scared. Not of them.
“Of losing you,” I tell him, laying all my cards on the table.
“Oh, princess.” Hoisting me up into his arms, Daddy Byron holds me close. “You never have to be scared of losing us.”
“That’s right,” Daddy Ezra says, his expression fierce. “You belong tous, Nicole Marie West. And just so there is absolutely no question about that, we are going to claim every inch of your beautiful little body. So the next time something like this happens, hopefully you’ll remember that we own you, little girl. And you’ll think twice about trying to run away.”
Those butterflies in my stomach are going absolutely nuts. “Wh-what are you gonna do?”
“We’re going to fuck you,” he says, as calmly as if he’s telling me that it’s going to rain this afternoon. “We’re going to claim that sweet pussy and that pretty little ass, and then you’re going to spend the rest of the day with our cum in your diaper. And when your diaper needs changed, we’ll fuck you again. Over and over until you get the message.”
My entire body is humming with need and fear by the time Daddy Ezra finishes his explanation. “Nobody’s ever, um…”
“Nobody’s ever what, princess?” Daddy Byron asks, his tone cajoling.
“I’ve never… not in my, um, bottom.”
A possessive gleam lights Daddy Ezra’s eyes. “Are you trying to tell us that we’ll be the first men to ever fuck your tight little asshole, princess?”
Humiliation floods my body, heating every inch of skin until it feels like I might explode. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good,” he growls. “The first and the last. But first, our Little girl needs her bottom spanked. Pushing Cassie down like that was very naughty, after all. Byron, I think you should take this one.”
“With pleasure.”
“Daddy, no! I don’t want a spankin’!”
But Daddy Byron is already carrying me to their room, where he promptly sits on the edge of their bed and flips me over his knee all in one smooth move that makes my tummy roll. “Sorry, princess. Pushing Cassie was very naughty, and you need to learn a lesson.”
He pulls my diaper free with an ease I can’t help but envy considering how long I was fiddling with the damn thing earlier to try and get it off.
“I’m sorry!” Not really. Cassie the Cunt deserved to be pushed down. But maybe if I can convince them I do actually feel bad about it, they’ll go easy on me.
“When someone is being mean to you, we expect you to handle the situation like a proper Little girl. You tell a teacher or you come and get one of us. You do not put your hands on someone else. Am I understood, princess?”
“I won’t ever do it again, I promise!”
“Good.”
