Chapter 10

CHAPTER 10

Jessica sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers twisting nervously in her lap as her three Daddies moved around her. The gentle glow of the bedside lamp filled the room with warmth, but she couldn’t quite shake the chill creeping through her. Her heart thudded in her chest, the aftermath of the karaoke still weighing heavily on her mind.

Rowan sat beside her, concern etched into his face. His playful demeanor was gone, replaced with something softer, more serious. He watched her for a long moment, as if trying to decide how to start the conversation before finally asking the question that had been hanging in the air since they’d left the evening’s event.

“Princess, why were you so nervous tonight?” he asked gently. “I could tell something was bothering you. You looked like you were close to having another panic attack.” His voice was tender, but there was a weight behind it, an edge of worry that made Jessica’s stomach flip.

She lowered her eyes, fingers still fidgeting as she tried to find the words. “I... I was scared,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve never... I’ve never been in a relationship like this before, not with one Daddy, let alone three Daddies. And we haven’t talked about punishment. I didn’t know if the prank would upset you.”

Forrest, sitting on her other side, placed a steadying hand on her knee. “Babygirl, you’re safe with us. We wouldn’t hurt you.”

Jessica nodded, but the weight of her past was hard to shake. “It’s not that I don’t trust you…. It’s just that in my experience, punishment has never been good.” She swallowed hard, her voice cracking as memories from her childhood and her past relationships flickered through her mind. “Whenever I made a mistake, it was always harsh. I’m just... I’m scared that something could trigger me, and I’d ruin everything.”

Rowan let out a deep breath, his arm wrapping protectively around her shoulder. “I’m sorry, princess. I hate that you’ve had to go through that. But I want to make something very clear. As your Daddies, our job is to take care of you, to help you feel safe and loved. Punishment, for us, is never going to be about causing you pain. Ever.”

Jessica glanced up at him, her eyes wide. “But... what if I do something really wrong? What if I mess up big ?”

Rowan shook his head. “Mistakes happen, and we’ll deal with them, but we’ll never hurt you, Jessie. That’s not how it works.”

Forrest nodded in agreement, his voice calm and soothing. “When we punish, it’ll be to correct behavior, not to hurt you. That’s the last thing we’d ever want. Punishment for us is about guiding you, not scaring or harming you.”

Sebastian, who had been quietly watching from across the room, finally stepped forward. His presence was always steady and reassuring, and when he spoke, it was with the same calm authority Jessica had come to appreciate. “We know you have triggers, Jessie. And we’re not here to push you into a corner where you feel like you’re back in those places. You are safe with us. Always, sweetheart.”

Rowan leaned in closer, his voice dropping as he shared something more personal. “When I was a kid, I made a lot of mistakes. And let’s just say... the punishments I got weren’t exactly gentle either. I learned to fear mistakes. To fear messing up, because every time I did, I got smacked around, or my dad would ration my food. I promised myself, if I was ever in a position like this, I’d never use the same form of punishment.”

He took her hand in his, squeezing it. “Not that there’s anything wrong with pain as punishment, when used correctly, princess. I just don’t think it’s something that will work for us.”

Jessica’s heart clenched, seeing the vulnerability in Rowan’s eyes. He reached up, cupping her face in his hands. “When you get spanked, princess, it’s going to be because you want it. Because it feels good to you. Punishment will be something else entirely. Maybe you’ll have to write lines or spend some time in the corner.” He kissed her on the tip of her nose. “Perhaps we’ll take away some treats. But pain? That won’t be part of it for us. Not ever.”

Jessica felt the tension in her chest ease, her body relaxing as Rowan’s words sank in. She hadn’t realized just how much anxiety she’d been carrying concerning this, and now that the air had cleared, she felt lighter. She took a deep breath and met Rowan’s eyes. “So... if I want a spanking...?”

Rowan’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “If you want a spanking, for pleasure, we’ll gladly oblige.” His voice was low and teasing, and the shift in the air between them was undeniable.

Heat pooled in Jessica’s belly at the thought, her body reacting to the idea of it. Her cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip. A soft whimper escaped her throat.

Forrest leaned in, his voice a gentle purr. “Do you want one now, babygirl?”

Jessica’s breath caught in her throat, the desire in her chest suddenly overpowering. She nodded, her voice barely audible. “Yes, Daddy.”

The room shifted as her Daddies exchanged a glance, a silent agreement passing between them. Rowan stood first, helping her to her feet. His hands were gentle but firm as he maneuvered her, positioning her over his lap as he sat back down on the bed.

“Let’s see how much you enjoy this, little one,” Rowan murmured, his voice dark with promise.

Jessica’s heart raced as her anticipation grew. She felt his hand glide over her backside, rubbing softly over her clothes, warming her skin. “Are you ready, princess?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed, her voice trembling with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

The first smack was light, barely more than a pat, but it sent a jolt of pleasure through her. Rowan’s hand lingered after each strike, rubbing the sting away before delivering another. Slowly, methodically, he built up the rhythm, each spank a little firmer than the last.

Jessica gasped, her body arching against his lap as the sensations overwhelmed her. It wasn’t pain—it was a delicious mix of warmth and pressure, sending waves of pleasure curling through her body.

“You like that, don’t you, babygirl?” Forrest asked, his voice a soothing balm as he knelt beside her, brushing her hair out of her face. His hand stroked her back as she nodded, her breath coming in quick shallow bursts.

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, her words almost a plea.

Sebastian stepped closer, his presence grounding her as Rowan continued, the steady rhythm of his hand sending Jessica spiraling deeper into the sensation. She felt absolutely safe, completely cared for, and as the pleasure built, she couldn’t hold back the soft moans escaping her lips.

Rowan’s voice was a low growl as he leaned down, his breath hot against her ear. “This is just the beginning, princess. There’s so much more we’re going to explore together.”

Jessica wiggled on his lap, the pleasure having built to a fever pitch. She needed... more. Something extra. But she didn’t know how to ask for it.

But luckily for her, she had three Daddies who were getting better at reading her cues.

“You feeling needy, sweetheart?” Sebastian whispered, shocking Jessica.

At some point, he’d crouched down before her, and his face was now right in front of hers. The hunger in his eyes mirrored the need flowing through her body.

“Yes, Daddy,” she croaked out.

“Can your Daddy pet your pretty pussy, sweetheart?” Sebastian kept his gaze focused on her, but at his question, Jessica became very aware of the hard lump pressing against her stomach.

Her Daddies wanted her just as much as she wanted this. Wanted them.

Could she move past her fear and on to the next step with them?

“Yes, please, Daddy,” she answered, her voice firm and sure.

Rowan carefully flipped the skirt of her rainbow-colored dress out of the way before pushing her leggings and panties over her butt to rest at her knees..

“When we’ve done this a few more times, we’ll give you a bare-bottomed spanking. Then Daddy can watch this pretty round butt turn pink under his hands,” Rowan growled as he softly stroked her exposed skin.

There was a building pulse of need between her legs, and if her Daddy didn’t touch her soon, she just knew she’d explode into a million pieces.

Rowan’s fingers slowly traced the soft skin of her inner thigh, and Jessica wiggled on his lap, trying to open her legs further, but she was trapped by her leggings.

And then he touched her. At first so softly, she wasn’t even sure she really felt something.

“Oh, yes!” Jessica cried out when Rowan’s finger flicked her clit. In the end, she exploded into a million pieces anyway, just because her Daddies knew the best way to give her pleasure.

As Jessica came all over Rowan’s fingers, Sebastian ate up her cries, sliding his tongue between her lips, and savoring every whimper of pleasure that left her mouth.

When the last shudder left her body, Jessica found herself wrapped up in Forrest’s arms, a soft blanket tucked around her.

“I’ll put some lotion on your butt in a minute, babygirl. But for now, I’m just going to enjoy having you in my arms.”

She wiggled in his embrace, then stared up at him through her lashes. “What about... you know... you guys?”

Forrest smirked at her before kissing her forehead.

“There’s plenty of time for that.”