I’d been ready to ride my babygirl hard. Score one for communication keeping me from scaring or hurting her.
“That’s exactly the kind of thing…” Keeping the focus, I went against my selfish heart. “The kind of thing we need to know.”
Her smile and my brothers’ silence assured me I’d made the right call in including them.
“Let’s back up from there. Do you play with yourself?” The question caused her eyes to lower, so I lifted her chin, helping her meet my gaze.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“And when you play with yourself, do you ever put anything inside of your hungry pussy?” Dammit, why did I call it that?
Her subtle movements stopped, her body going completely stiff as she said, “Yes, Daddy, I hope that doesn’t make you mad.”
Why was a chastity belt the first thing that came to mind? My second thought… getting into her computer and blocking any websites where she could buy a vibrator. I had to get a grip and be grateful that I might not break her with my swollen cock.
“I could never be mad at you, babygirl.” That was a much better, and truthful, response than my selfish desire that she’d never had anything inside of her.
“I’ll make it easy on you and be on my best behavior for the few days I have left here. I’m just glad you didn’t ridicule me for not having experience.”
The way she was looking at me, I was almost certain I could convince her to let me be her first right now.
Nope. Still not the time to ask if she planned on riding a cock while she’s here. There are so many steps before sex. I had to keep it together if I wanted to be her Daddy—her teacher, protector, provider. But my brain wouldn’t let go of her innocence.
I took a breath, considered what I knew, and said, “We just want to meet you where you are. Other than calling me Daddy and?—”
“Or any of us Daddy,” Everest interrupted. He winked at her.
What the fuck? All three of us areDaddynow?
“Other than using the term Daddy and liking spankings, did you witness anything else at Rawhide Ranch that you want to explore?”
“I don’t want to wear a diaper or do pet play.”
Taking care of her suited me well. “Anything else?”
“When I was in the cafeteria this morning…” She pursed her lips and swallowed.
“You’re in a safe space, babygirl.”
Fidgeting was quickly followed by a rush of nervous explanation. “I saw a… man feeding a woman, and I think I would like that, but I’m really picky about my food.”
“Are you hungry now?”
Please say yes. Please say yes. Please say yes.
“No.”
I had to give her credit for speaking her mind even if it wasn’t the answer I hoped for. “All right, when you’re hungry, we can sort out food limits. What do you want right now, babygirl?”
“Can you touch me down there like Phoenix did?”
If her presence didn’t make my ears deaf to my brothers, I might have heard Phoenix offer help.
“Down there? Use your words.”
More than a passing consideration crossed her face. “It’s hard being different, needing people to ask before they hug me.”
“Hug? Is that a euphemism?”
