More humiliation, more pain, more pleasure. All swirling inside me, drowning me with every word, every swat.
“I’m sorry!” I cry, even as I grind against them again, seeking some kind of relief from the maelstrom of sensation flooding my body. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please, I’ll be good forever and ever!”
Mommy chuckles. “You can’t even be good while you’re getting your bottom spanked, naughty girl.”
A sob rises up in my chest, choking me as the swats continue to fall without ceasing. With every painful spank, the pressure low in my belly grows heavier and heavier.
Until it shatters without warning, and my bones turn molten as pleasure floods my body. Stars explode behind my eyes, and my scream echoes around the playroom as I writhe betweenthem, trapped and helpless against the pain and pleasure they’re forcing on me.
I’m only vaguely aware that the spanking has stopped, that their hands, which were delivering such wicked, delicious punishment, are now stroking my inflamed skin as I collapse between them with a sob.
“Our naughty, naughty girl,” Mommy croons. “Didn’t we tell you this was supposed to be afamilyaffair?”
CHAPTER 19
ETHAN
Mia’s breath catches on a sob, and when I look up, I see my own need reflected in my wife’s eyes. The need to finally claim our babygirl, together, the way we were always meant to.
“Go get yourself ready, Mommy. I’ll make sure our baby’s bottom is prepared for the rest of her punishment.”
Eyes glazed with desire, Sloane bobs her head in agreement before wiggling free of our babygirl’s weight so she can slip out of her clothes and into something more… appropriate.
While my wife readies herself, I slide my fingers into Mia’s dripping cunt. My jeans are soaked through with the evidence of her arousal, and my fingers are coated with it in no time.
Pressing my slick digit against her puckered little bottom hole, I can’t help but chuckle when our Little girl whines pitifully, her curls bouncing as she shakes her head.
“Daddy, no! Not there!”
“Yes, my naughty little angel. Mommy and Daddy are going to claim both your filthy holes tonight.”
Another sob, but her body betrays her when she rocks forward again, grinding against my thigh. I don’t bother to scoldher. If she wants to work herself into a frenzied state before we fuck her, it will only make the claiming that much sweeter.
Despite her protests, her bottom gives way, swallowing my finger up to the first knuckle and I have to bite back a groan at the way her inner walls grip me. I can’t wait to feel her around my cock in a moment.
“Daddy. Ithurts,” Mia whines, but again her body gives her away when she pushes back, impaling her bottom even further on my finger.
“At the risk of sounding cliche, it’s supposed to hurt, angel. This is a punishment, remember? You were very, very naughty today.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy! I won’t ever be naughty again, I swear!”
I have no doubt she means that. Just like I have no doubt she’ll be back to her mischievous, bratty ways before breakfast.
Movement from the corner of my eye catches my attention and I glance over to see Sloane, stripped naked but for the leather straps around her hips and the very thick, very pink cock bobbing in front of her.
Catching my eye, she grins and grips her cock in one hand, stroking it as if it really is a part of her own body. “Isn’t it pretty?”
“Gorgeous.” But I’m not talking about the cock anymore. My wife is stunning, a goddess among women, and I am in awe of her.
And judging by the way her pupils darken, she’s just as affected by what’s happening right now as I am. “Is she ready?”
“Almost. Her bottom needs a bit more stretching. Would you like to help me, Mommy?”
A grin stretches across Sloane’s face. “I would love to.”
Just as I did, Sloane pushes a finger inside our babygirl’s soaked pussy before pressing it against her bottom hole. I watch,transfixed, as the skin around Mia’s hole goes white, stretching to accommodate the extra digit.
“Oh! Oh, Mommy, no! Please, no, it’s too much! It’s too much!”
