Possibly all three.
“And when,” he asked carefully, “did you two decide that the rope workshop needed to be… decorated?”
Perry scratched the back of his neck.
“Last night?” He cleared his throat. “At dinner. We thought it might be fun.”
Daddy Lee inhaled slowly through his nose while Daddy Tyrell continued to try to keep a straight face. Maybe, if I pushed hard enough, I could get him to smile or laugh, and then I wouldn’t get punished that hard.
Or maybe, I was shit out of luck and about to get my bum handed to me.
Either way... I felt relatively certain that at the end of it, I would still have two Daddies who would be interested in exploring the possibility of a relationship with me.
Both our Daddies shared a look, before Daddy Lee looked between Perry and myself. “I’m pretty sure Perry wasn’t directly involved because he went to his room with Tyrell last night. Does that mean there is another Little boy or girl out there covered in glitter, or did you manage this by yourself?”
I looked at him and shrugged. There was no way I was going to throw my new friend under the bus, but I didn’t think lying to either of them would be a good move at this juncture.
“Where did you get the glitter?” he asked me, lifting an eyebrow, because he had to know there was no way I’d know how to get my hands on enough glitter to decorate anentireroom and still have so much covering the floor of my room.
Again, I shrugged instead of answering.
“You know, button,” Daddy Tyrell said as he leaned over and tucked some hair behind my ear. “Protecting your friends is an admirable trait, but that means you’ll have to face the punishment by yourself. If you told us who helped you, it might help out your backside.”
Indecision warred inside me as I nibbled on my bottom lip.
Then I shrugged.
Perry let out a soft squeaky noise, and when I looked at him, his face was so comically expressive I had to fight down the urge to lean closer to him so I could kiss the terrified look off his face.
“Hmmm,” Daddy Tyrell hummed. “We haven’t discussed limits and punishments yet, but you did agree to the basic Ranch punishments for unattached submissives when you signed up for the dating event. You know what that means, right?” he asked me, his smile definitely showing on his face then.
I shook my head in answer, even though I had a pretty good idea what it meant.
“I guess, instead of breakfast, we’ll be heading to Master Derek’s office so you can tell him what you did, and he can give permission on a suitable punishment.”
Drat.
That’s exactly what I was worried about.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Lee
I felt like I’ve been waiting for this moment my entire life.
For years, I’ve watched friends pair off with the perfect Little or submissive for them, and even though I’ve been beyond glad that they met the person who completed them, there was always a part of my heart that felt just the smallest amount of jealousy at being on the outside looking in.
And now, just within reach, I had my happily ever after.
Thanks to our emergency visit to Hope’s room, none of us had experienced the blow-up of the speaker for the rope play workshop, finding the glitter-bombed room. Nor did we get to see it in its full glory, as by the time we went to see Master Derek about it, most of the offending craft supplies had been cleaned out.
But as every self-respecting Daddy knew, there was no way we’d ever truly get rid of it all. In fact, if anyone needed additional proof of that fact, all they had to do was look at Tyrell, Perry, and me. Despite cleaning up, we all had a certain golden sheen ourselves thanks to our Hope.
Our discussion with Master Derek about Hope’s punishment was brief and to the point. He’d listened to her and then thankedher for her confession before informing her that the culprits had been pretty easy to track down simply by following the trail of gold and silver glitter from the newly decorated room.
“Then why didn’t you say something?” she asked.
“I’ve found it to be quite beneficial to let the guilty parties stew for a bit. Experience has shown that while Littles love pranks, they don’t love the guilt that often follows. Sadie and Misty also confessed and will be facing the music as well.” After giving her a moment to consider his explanation, he added, “Now, the only remaining question is what to do about you, isn’t it?”
