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She gaped at him. “Yes, Daddy.”
“I’m Sir Daddy right now and you’re in big trouble. Did you put a plug in her as well?” he asked Jameson.
“You know what . . . I did not. Good thinking.”
“What?” she squeaked.
They’d only just started ‘training her ass,’ as they liked to call it. Every day one of them would bend her over their knee and insert a plug into her butt for an hour. It was torture since they also liked to play with her first, get her all nice and wet, then plug her. And she wasn’t allowed to come until they took the plug back out.
“I don’t need the plug. I’m sorry for being a bad girl. I’ll never say negative things about myself again!” she cried out.
Jack shook his head. “If only we could believe that. You are amazing, baby girl. But you are bound to have leftover trauma from your kidnapping. So you have to learn to be kind to yourself. You do not have to bounce back immediately.”
“I just . . . I feel like I’m letting Uncle Willy down.”
Jack cupped her chin. “You could never do that. And you know he has plenty of people to go with him. He’s not alone. And he understands.”
“You’re right. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things. I was just frustrated.”
“When things pile up on you, or when they get too much and the negative thoughts creep in, you can come to one of us. We’ll help you,” Jameson told her.
“You’re right.”
Both of them hugged her tight and she let out a small sigh of happiness. “So now do I get to come?”
“Oh no,” Jack said, leaning back and rubbing his hands. “Now, I get to plug your ass.”
“What? Nooo. I said sorry.”
“And we’re going to make sure that you remember this punishment next time you go to say bad things about yourself,” Jameson told her.
“Plus, I just really like sticking things in your butt.” Jack winked at her as she groaned.
He really was terrible.
Getting up, he left, and Jameson turned her in his lap to face him. Somehow, he managed to do it while still remaining seated deep inside her.
The man had real talent.
“Here we go!” Jack sung. “Who needs chocolates and roses when you have lube and an anal plug?”
“She can have both,” Jameson said dryly as he shifted so his bottom was farther toward the edge of the chair and he was leaning back. Then he drew her close to his chest.
Reaching down, he slowly drew up the bottom of her skirt. She knew her ass was on complete display. Heck, she could feel the air on her bottom hole.
“True. True. Roses might be a bit sore to stick up her butt, though,” Jack said.
A cool, wet finger touched her bottom hole.
“And chocolates would melt.”
She groaned. More because of his words than the fact that he’d pressed a finger deep into her ass.
Although there was that too.
“Hand me the plug and lube while you finger fuck her little back hole,” Jameson said.
Monkeyballs! Someone who dressed like he did, and sounded like he did, should not say finger fuck.
