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“It’s not confusing, sweet girl. We just want to make sure we aren’t doing anything that you’ll regret later.”
“That’s never happened. Well, sometimes if I’m really deep in Little space and I’m really naughty, then I’ll kinda kick myself for it a few minutes later, but I think that's something that a lot of submissives go through.”
“Likely.” Vanessa nodded. “Although neither of us would ever classify ourselves as a submissive, I think we do have a good understanding of the head space.”
“Not even with each other?” That was interesting. I’d been going back and forth on which one of them was more dominant, and maybe that’s why I hadn’t been able to figure it out.
“Nope. We operate on a day-to-day basis like any other normal couple would. Daddy is in charge of certain things, and I am in charge of others.”
My curiosity ran away with me. “So do you do, like, any BDSM stuff in the bedroom?”
“How about we discuss all of those things later? Right now you have a decision to make,” Zack reminded me with a squeeze to my knee.
“What am I supposed to decide again?” I asked, trying to buy myself some time, but also to make sure I really understood what was happening.
Vanessa got up and resituated herself so she was sitting on the coffee table facing me, my knees between hers. Leaning forward, she rested her arms on her knees. Her flowery fresh scent invaded my senses, and the way her shirt was buttoned accentuated her cleavage. I couldn’t help but wonder what her skin would feel like if I rested my cheek there. The thought made me want to sigh.
She hooked a finger under my chin and lifted my gaze to hers. “You’ve consented to Daddy and I seeing to your punishment for your little hide and seek stunt, which would likely mean a hard bare bottom spanking, and maybe some lines and corner time.” She paused and I tried to swallow past the lump in my throat as my heart pounded against my ribcage. “But if you would like to explore a more intimate dynamic with us, then your punishment would likely look a lot different.”
“I wouldn’t get a spankin’?” I asked, grasping onto the one thing my mind could handle.
Vanessa smiled. “You’re too cute for your own good, you know that? Let me let you in on a little secret; Mommy wants to do all sorts of things to your bottom, and yes, that includes spanking it.”
I felt my face flush and my tummy flipped so hard I thought I might fall off the couch.
“Oh.”
“Mm-hmm, how does that sound to you? Does it scare you, or is your little kitty all wet, just thinking about it?”
I had never had another woman talk to me like Vanessa was, and god help me, but I loved every second of it. My pussy wasn’t just wet, it was soaked.
“Umm… both.”
“Thank you for your honesty, little one.”
“If I say yes then you will… umm, we will… uh… do things… tonight?”
“No time like the present.” She winked. “But we won’t do anything you aren’t ready for. I know this is new for you, and it's not new for us. Well, not entirely.” She looked at Zack like she was checking in with him, but no words were exchanged.
“We had a Little boy at one time, but it didn’t work out,” he admitted.
The way he said it made me feel like there was way more to the story, but it wasn’t the time or place to ask, and honestly, I couldn’t care less about their past partners. Everyone had to have a clean bill of health in order to play at the Ranch, so I knew I wouldn’t need to worry about that, and they certainly didn’t need to worry about me.
“The past is in the past, though, right… umm… Daddy?” I tried it out and the smile I was gifted from just that one word was magical.
“Yes, baby. The past is in the past.” He put his arm around my shoulders and squeezed me close to him.
“Does this mean you’d like to play with us, little one?” Vanessa asked.
“Play? Is that all it is? If it is, then maybe that's okay, but…”
“No, no, no. That was the wrong choice of words, I apologize. No this is not just play. We are not casual players. If we begin something with you, then we would want to see it through, heading towards an exclusive relationship with you,” she assured me.
“Then yes, Ma… Mommy. I would like to try.”
Her smile matched her husband’s, and excitement flowed like electricity through my veins.
“Daddy, I know just where we need to start with our little girl.” Vanessa stood and held her hand out to me. “When I took her potty I made a little discovery.”
