Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

Jessica’s body was ticklish all over.

With a few simple hugs, cuddles and rather chaste kisses, these three men had lit her body on fire. When Jessica had asked Forrest about helping her explore and test her kink boundaries, this wasn’t what she’d had in mind. She’d had terrifying images of naked bodies rubbing against each other, and if she was being honest, maybe some pain that she wasn’t really sure she was comfortable with.

But she wanted to explore. She needed to push her boundaries.

And somehow, Forrest, Rowan and Sebastian had found the perfect way for her to take those baby steps and she adored them for it. Jessica didn’t know an awful lot about Daddies and Littles, but she had a feeling these three men were some of the best Daddies out there, and she counted herself incredibly lucky that they were hers, even if it was only for a short time.

Jessica knew how the Ranch worked, and even though some guests had come and opted to make their home either on the Ranch or at Rawhide Ridge, the growing community Master Derek had established close by, most guests only checked in for a short time before moving on and going back home.

And her three Daddies had temporary written all over them. Really, it was the most perfect way for her to do this. If it worked out, then Jessica had shown growth. Pushed her boundaries. And gotten new memories to boot.

If it failed epically, then they’d only be here for a few weeks and move on. She could avoid all three men quite easily. She’s been avoiding most of the Bigs on the Ranch for much of her time here. The only male Big she’d ever really spent time with was Master Derek.

“Are you still doing okay, sweetheart?” Sebastian asked her. His tone was careful, but Jessica liked to think she could hear the hunger in his voice. It was a wonderful boost to her ego that these three handsome men wanted her as much as she wanted them.

“I’d like to do some more, please, Daddy.”

Sebastian’s eyes lit with a satisfied smirk at her words. He looked at his friends, and at Forrest’s nod, Sebastian got up from the bed and walked to a large chest standing against the wall.

“Princess, is it okay if we take off some of your clothes now? Just your outer layers, so we have some more skin to work with,” Rowan asked as his hand trailed along her shoulder and up to her face, where he cupped her cheek.

Jessica nodded her response and sat up so they could help her get her purple long-sleeved t-shirt off. All the nerves from before came rushing back in as she exposed herself to them and she felt her body heat with embarrassment.

She wasn’t unattractive, but she also knew her breasts were on the small side, and her curves were pretty much non-existent.

“Fucking hell,” Rowan bit out, his voice a low growl. “How the hell did we get so lucky?”

Jessica’s shocked gaze jumped up to the man in question only to find him staring at her like she was a tall glass of water and he’d been in the desert for days.

“Babygirl,” Forrest choked out. “Can you stand up for us, please?” He held out his hand to her and assisted her off of the bed.

Rowan immediately kneeled in front of her, and Jessica was nearly undone by this big, strong man on his knees before her. His hands came up to her waist, fingers tucked in the waistband of her leggings, waiting for her to give him permission to move ahead.

At her nod, he slowly dragged them down, and with each careful inch, Jessica’s need only grew more and more.

When he got to her feet, he gently cupped her calf, lifting her leg as if it were a precious artifact, then repeated the process with her other leg so he could get the leggings off completely.

Their attention was so focused, so careful, that Jessica felt more cherished than she ever had in her life.

Forrest, who hadn’t let go of her hand the entire time, put his free hand on her naked waist, sending a shiver of anticipation up Jessica’s spine. He helped her back onto the bed, guiding her into her previous position with her legs slightly splayed.

Sebastian stood waiting, silently watching, his stare so hot and hungry. In his hand, he held a feather... and a flogger?

Were they going there already? Hadn’t they said they would start any impact play with bare hand spanking?

Jessica swallowed her nerves and tried to remind herself that they knew what they were doing. She needed to trust them, but her expressive face gave her away.

“Babygirl, the flogger isn’t for flogging... not tonight. Can you trust your Daddies to handle you with care?”

His words soothed the worst of her nerves, and she nodded in response.

“Good girl,” Forrest praised.

His soft words warmed her, and she smiled at him as she waited for them to make the next move.

“We’re not going to tie you up, but you need to keep very still for us. Do you think you can do that, Jessie?”

“Oh, yes, Daddy.”

At her agreement, Sebastian handed the flogger to Forrest before digging in his back pocket to produce a black strip of cloth.

“Daddy is going to close your eyes for you now. Your hands will be free so you can take it off at any time. And the second you tell us to stop or call out your safe word, we’ll rip it off and stop the scene. Understood?” Forrest asked her, nodding to the blindfold.

“Yes, Daddy. I can stop this at any time. I have all the power.” And she felt like it. With their careful words and sweet gestures, Forrest, Rowan and Sebastian were proving to her that there really were men out there whom she could trust.

“Such a perfect Little,” Rowan cooed at her as he sat down on the bed next to her. He was the only Daddy without anything in his hands and she wondered what he would be doing while she was blindfolded.

Sebastian gently tied the strip of cloth around her head. It was thick, soft, and comfortable on her face. The sudden lack of light should have scared her, but instead, it only made her feel more... needy.

“We’re going to start now, princess,” Rowan warned her. “We won’t touch anything but exposed skin. Everything covered by your underwear will remain a safe zone for now.”

Jessica couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed by this statement, but before she could say or show anything, the first touch registered.

Featherlight. On the mound of her breast, right above the cup of her bra.

At the same time, a warm mouth kissed her on her chin as something else—the flogger—stroked up the inside of her thigh.

Rowan’s soft kisses moved from her chin to her neck and collarbone as the other two men tormented her with their gentle touches.

They were going to kill her with their gentleness. Jessica had experienced nothing like this before in her life. All she’d ever known was pain. Hard, loud, scary pain.

And now they were undoing her with their tenderness.

Without touching her in a truly intimate way they were driving Jessica to heights she’d never experienced before. Not even when she quietly explored herself in the dead of night under the covers.

The whole time all three of her Daddies praised her. They told her how beautiful she was in their eyes. The men listed all her virtues and slowly—torturously slowly—convinced her that they wanted her.

No. In fact... they needed her.

It was the most freeing thing Jessica had ever experienced.

Two of her Daddies teased at the edges of her underwear, and she silently begged them to break their own rules and touch her in the way she hungered for them to.

Her third Daddy slowly kissed every available inch of bare flesh, and as Jessica’s hunger grew, so did his, because after some time, his tongue came out to taste her skin.

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours, and hours into years. Or that’s what it felt like to Jessica.

Her entire world became nothing but sensation. Softly whispered words and gentle, tender caresses.

And then... then she was floating in the clouds above the world, her body surrounded by soft cotton candy.

Jessica didn’t know how long she floated in the clouds, but when she finally came back down to earth, she was surrounded by her three Daddies.

She blinked slowly, realizing that if she was seeing them, they had to have taken off her blindfold at some point.

“What happened?” Jessica asked, her voice slightly hoarse, as if she hadn’t used it in days.

Forrest sat down on the bed next to her, his hand holding hers in his lap.

“You went into subspace, babygirl. It’s incredibly rare for a new submissive to do that their first time.” His smile was proud and filled with warmth.

“Does that mean I did it wrong?” Jessica asked, even though his expression told her differently.

“Oh, no, babygirl. It means you’re even more perfect than we thought possible.” Forrest bent over and captured her mouth in a chaste kiss. “It does, however, mean, we’re done for tonight. I don’t want to push it too much.”

Jessica knew she should be disappointed that they hadn’t done anything more intimate, but her body still felt warm and tingly all over, so she couldn’t muster a single negative emotion.

Sebastian helped Jessica sit up, holding a bottle of water up to her mouth. Once satisfied that she’d had enough to drink, he too kissed her before making room for Rowan to sit next to her.

“Does that beautiful smile mean you’ll see us again?” Rowan asked her, his voice gruff.

“Without a doubt. But can I have some more cuddles before we go?”

All three men smiled at her, quickly agreeing, as Rowan pulled her into his embrace.