“What a treat!” Angel offered before laughing so hard she snorted which set Barbara off all over again.
It was several minutes before the women were laughed out, both having to wipe tears off their faces and deliberately not daring to so much as glance at each other. When she found a Kleenex being shoved into her hand, Barbara took it and dried her face before blowing her nose. Taking a much-needed breath, she had to smile. Just a couple of days ago she’d been wearing a power suit as she expounded on the horrors Greg could expect if he didn’t capitulate to her demands and now she was nothingmore than a Little girl laughing with her dear friend, both of them sitting on well-spanked, very bare, and very red bottoms.
Having recovered, Angel settled, sitting back on her heels. “Okay, seriously now, I, um… I guess this is where we discuss apologies. I know you know that I always make an apology to my Bigs after I’ve gotten a spanking, right?”
At Barbara’s nod, Angel continued, “Well, since we both got spanked in the same room, tell me what you are thinking and feeling right now.” When Barbara hesitated, Angel bent forward and gave her a hug. “It’s okay, Bunny. Whatever you decide is fine. I know this is your first time, well, the first time my Daddy saw you being spanked, but if you aren’t comfortable in watching me make my apology to him, I promise no one is going to be mad. We all want you to be comfortable, no one is going to force you to do or witness anything you aren’t ready to do.”
Barbara’s insides were churning as she listened to Angel calmly discussing a scene that would be played out. “This isn’t going to involve you-your bottom, is it?” she asked, memories of the scene Angel had described from the night of the sleepover rushing into her mind. Though Craig had been gradually training her anally, she had yet to take him inside her bottom.
“No,” Angel said with a smile. “That apology is only required when I’ve been very, very naughty. I’m pretty sure it will be the same with your Daddy.”
Barbara nodded, relieved to learn she wouldn’t be required to take such a huge step tonight.
Angel squeezed her hand before tossing out her question. “Tell me, did it turn you off when we were both getting our butts spanked at the same time or did you still get very wet?”
“Angel!” Barbara gasped, her head turning to make sure no one had heard the question. Hearing Angel giggle, she had to stifle her own. “No, it didn’t turn me off,” she admitted.
Hearing the adults returning, both girls leapt to their feet and faced the wall. Just before they entered, Angel whispered, “I’ll follow your lead, okay?”
Barbara didn’t trust her voice, nodding as she gave her friend’s fingers a final squeeze before releasing her hand.
The men took their same seats on opposite ends of the couch. The brief interlude had not lessened their desire for a proper apology, and the sight of two beautifully spanked bottoms only increased it. They watched as Betty walked to the girls.
“All right, young ladies, after you make your apologies, come to me in the dining room,” she said quietly.
Barbara felt Angel retake her hand as they turned from the wall and understood the choice really had been given to her. She knew Craig would let her decide. She might be his Little, but he would never force her into something the adult woman inside of her didn’t wish to experience.
Barbara had admitted to him that she had enjoyed being spanked by her Aunt Betty, acknowledging that it had truly surprised her. It had been that admission that had begun to open doors of future shared scenes with people they both trusted and felt safe with. Barbara had even been spanked in the presence of the three members of this special family before—but that was all the others had witnessed. After that spanking, Craig had taken her into the spare room at John’s house to make her apology. Tonight, she understood that any apology made would be done right here, in full view of everyone. Taking one last breath, she took the first step toward the couch. Turning to Angel, she bent and gave her friend a kiss on her cheek before squeezing her hand. Releasing it, Barbara moved to sink to her knees betweenher Daddy’s spread ones. It was a move she knew would speak of her willingness to take the age-play dynamic she had come to love to a different level. It was with a soft smile that she lifted her head.
“I’m sorry I was naughty, Daddy. May I make my apology?” At his smile and nod, she watched as he unzipped his pants and removed his erection. She was barely aware of Angel repeating the words to John. Her smile remained on her lips as she parted them and took her Daddy’s cock into her mouth and pleasured him.
A sense of peace settled over Barbara as she ran her tongue up Craig’s shaft. It came with the understanding love had so many layers if one was open to it. Loving her chosen Daddy didn’t keep her from being able to love John, Betty, and Angel as well. When she felt his fingertips brush down her cheek, she smiled and the act of penance became a true one in her soul. The others in the room disappeared as she concentrated on the task her naughtiness had guaranteed would be necessary, taking pride in performing the apology she and her Daddy had agreed upon when they’d started this incredible relationship. With the twitch of his shaft, she took him deeper and swallowed as his cock jerked to shoot his semen down her throat. A sense of satisfaction and bliss filled her at knowing she’d completed her task to the very best of her ability.
“Thank you, Bunny,” Craig said, as he tucked himself back into his pants. His soft smile and love shining in his eyes let her know he understood the seriousness of Barbara’s decision and was pleased that she had given him her trust. After using his handkerchief to gently wipe her lips and chin, he helped her to her feet, bending forward to place a gentle kiss on her lips. She flung her arms around his neck, giving him a huge hug. Grinning, he patted her bottom, and Barbara could see her Uncle John doing the same to Angel’s rear.
“Let’s go to your Mommy now, sweetie,” John directed, standing and reaching for Angel’s hand after Barbara had climbed onto Craig’s lap. Barbara watched as the couple disappeared into the dining room.
“You okay?” Craig asked, holding her close to his chest and dropping a kiss on her head.
“Yes, Daddy. Um, was it okay? I mean, I know we discussed it, but what did you think?”
“I think it was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen, Bunny,” Craig said. “How about you?”
Barbara could feel her face flush but also felt a stirring in her sex. “Part of me knows it was something that most people would consider dirty and taboo, but the bigger part found it sorta… okay, found itreallyhot too. Does that make me weird?”
Craig chuckled softly. “No, sweetheart. That makes you honest. You’ve come such a long way, bunny. I’m very proud of you for trusting not only your Daddy but trusting all of us to care for you and Angel.”
Barbara lifted her head and looked toward the other room. “Aunt Betty said we were supposed to go back to the table, Daddy.”
Craig grinned and pulled her back into him, tucking her head beneath his chin. “I know, Bunny, but let’s give Angel time to apologize to her Mommy first, shall we?”
She could feel the flood of heat on her cheeks as the blush ran up her neck as she considered that Mommies who spanked Littles needed to be given a proper apology as well. When her Daddy slid his hand between her thighs to cup her intimately, the gush of her cream was proof that the scene they’d just played out had not only moved their dynamic to a deeper level, she had enjoyed it immensely.
Barbara pushed down against his hand, seeking relief from the delicious pressure that had been building from the momentthe Brussels sprouts fell to the floor. She moaned when Craig slipped a finger into her slick pussy, her muscles clamping down tightly as his thumb moved to stroke over her clit. She came within a dozen strokes, stifling her cry against her Daddy’s neck as she bucked against his hand.
“Beautiful,” Craig murmured, removing his hand from her sex to reach around and pat against her tender bottom. It seemed only a moment later when Barbara heard her Uncle John calling for her to come eat her dessert.
“You do know he means Brussels sprouts, right?” Craig teased.
