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“We love you so much, little girl,” Connor added.
“I love you both,” I declared, my voice shaking with emotion.
The weight of their words settled on my shoulders, and I knew that everything was right. It didn’t matter what the world thought. None of it did. What was truly important was the fact that the three of us were happy.
I was happy.
“Now, I think it’s time we showed our wife what it means to truly, truly belong to us,” Caden said, his tone so dark that it sent a chill racing over my bare flesh.
“Caden,” I breathed.
“Daddy, babygirl,” he corrected, and a wave of heat settled over me like a sudden rainstorm.
“Lie down on the bed, little girl. I’m going to belt that pretty little bottom of yours bright pink, and then Caden is going to make sure that it’s bright red by the time he’s through,” Connor dictated, and a soft breath rushed free from my lungs.
They took my hands and gently led me towards the bed. Then they helped me to climb up, and my breathing quickened as I slowly lowered my belly to the mattress. Reaching back, my fingers brushed against the cool skin of my backside.
Tonight, they were going to demand my full surrender, and I was prepared to give it, no matter how much it hurt. Especially because it hurt…
Because that’s what you like, you little slut.
Caden and Connor both grasped a side of my ass with their hand and squeezed hard enough to cause a glimmer of pain to race through me, and I quickly pulled my hands back.
Caden reached down and deftly unbuckled his belt from his waist. In a quick maneuver, he pulled it free with a resounding swish that was loud enough to make me jump. In a flash, he was looping the black leather strap around my wrists and threading it through the buckle. With a firm pull, he tightened the belt, essentially binding my wrists together. He yanked my hands further in front of me, stretching me out taut as Connor took hold of the same belt that I’d been thinking about all day.
“Daddies,” I breathed, a thrill of nervousness making my voice shake enough for them to hear.
“We’ve got you, little girl. Your Daddies would never give you more than you could take,” Connor assured me, and a wave of calm passed over me for a moment, at least until I glanced down at the belt in his hand.
“It’s going to hurt,” I gasped.
“Yes, it is, but that’s what’s making that sweet little pussy so wet right now, isn’t it?”
My face burned with heat, and I buried it in the covers, needing to hide for the briefest of moments as I grappled with the truth of his words. Right now, my inner thighs were slick with my arousal, so much so that I could feel it stringing between them. I pressed them together, trying to conceal my wetness as much as possible, but it was already too late.
They knew that I knew that they knew it, too.
Need spiraled in my core, brewing up from the depths of my soul and boiling over into the rest of me. My fingertips simmered with heat, and my toes curled, but it was the anticipation of the belt that burned through me like a simmering blaze.
Fuck.
My hips lifted of their own accord, and Connor laid the belt across my cheeks. The smoothness of the leather startled me, and I whimpered quietly, but I didn’t roll away. Connor’s hand splayed out across my lower back, holding me in place while Caden controlled my hands. The whole thing was enough to send my body into overdrive, heat simmering through every inch of me.
“Who do you belong to?” Caden asked pointedly.
“My Daddies,” I whispered.
“That’s fucking right,” Connor replied.
The belt lifted from my ass, and I tensed for a second. The sound of it slicing through the air cut through the silence, and then it struck my bare cheeks with a resounding clap that was deafeningly loud. I cried out, more from shock at the sound than anything else.
A second passed and then the sting followed.
A searing line of fire sizzled across my ass, so sharp that it instantly took my breath away. Another lash followed, right below the first, and my eyes opened wide.
Both of their hands had stung. The wooden spatula had been even worse, but the belt was just as bad in its own harrowing way. Each lash was so much heavier that the ache seemed to burn right into my center. The end of the strap snapped against my cheek with brutal force, but still my inner walls fluttered, and my clit pulsed.
A third lash struck below the first two, and for the first time, my hips jerked forward at the overwhelming sting. I pressed theminto the mattress and tightened the cheeks of my ass, but that didn’t stop the next lash from falling, nor did it stop it from stinging. It hadn’t really helped at all if I was truly honest with myself.
