Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
“Yes, I know, but not for . . . not for keeping something from you. For going along with what Jonathan wanted. And I still feel so guilty. I need to be punished for it.”
“You really think being spanked will help?” Beck asked.
Judd ran his hand up and down her back.
“But we know why you did it, little darlin’,” Hux said. “You shouldn’t feel guilty. We’re all good, right?”
Owen nodded.
“We are,” Beck said.
“But our girl isn’t,” Judd added. “And that’s the most important thing. So if you really need this, we’ll do it.”
“But we won’t cause more harm than good, understand?” Beck said. “We won’t push you beyond what you can handle, and we don’t want you to think that this is something we need in order to forgive you.”
“I know. This is something I need. Something I’m asking for me.”
“Good girl for asking for what you need,” Judd told her. “I know that’s hard for you.”
She smiled up at him. It was difficult for her. But they made it easier by always listening to her. By helping her, supporting her, being there in case she failed to pick herself back up.
“I love you guys.”
“We love you too, little darlin’,” Hux told her. “And there’s something I need to tell you all. If my little darlin’ can be brave, then so can I.”
She gave him an encouraging look.
“What is it?” Beck asked.
“I told Ester that I didn’t have any of my father’s money because I was estranged from him.”
“You did what?” Judd asked.
“Technically, that was true,” Owen said, looking unconcerned. “You don’t have any of his money because he has none.”
“Yes, but I didn’t tell her that I had inherited money from my mom. And I think that’s the reason she truly left. She found someone she thought was better than us. I should have told you, but I felt guilty.”
“For what?” Judd asked. “For doing us all a favor?”
They all gaped at him.
“What? She never loved us. If she was with us for Hux’s money . . . then it was better we knew before we married her. And it worked out for the best, right?”
Owen nodded.
Beck looked at her lovingly. “Definitely.”
“Really? None of you are mad?” Hux asked.
“No, none of us are mad,” Beck told him. “You should have told us earlier.”
Hux nodded, looking relieved. “I should have.”
“Chloe, are you sure you want to do this now?” Beck asked, turning to her.
“Yes, I do.”
“All right. I want you to put yourself over Owen’s lap. He’s going to give you five smacks.”
Owen gave Beck a surprised look, then nodded.
“Then it will be Judd’s turn, then Hux’s, then me. You will say your safeword if you need us to stop. Remember, this is something you asked for. You are in charge.”
She nodded. With Judd’s help she stood and moved over to Owen who took her hand and helped her over his lap.
“Sure, baby girl?”
“Yes, Daddy Owen. I’m sure.”
“Good baby.”
His spanks were hard and fast. No hesitation and no pausing to let her catch her breath. When he helped her stand, she was breathing heavily, her bottom warm. He drew her between his legs, holding her tight for a long moment. Then turning her, he sent her to Judd.
Judd eyed her thoughtfully. “Yes?”
“Yes, Daddy Judd.”
With a determined nod, he drew her over his lap. His spanks were slower, but deliberate, hard. She could feel her bottom burning and she was kicking her legs by the time he was finished. A sob broke free. But it wasn’t enough.
There was still a tight feeling in her gut.
After a quick cuddle, he sent her to Hux who had moved to sit next to Judd on the sofa.
His spanking was lighter. As though he was worried about pushing her too far. And while she understood, she also knew that she needed to be pushed over that edge. She kissed Hux lightly, then moved to Beck.
“You’re okay to continue?” Beck asked.
“Yes, Daddy Beck.”
“I’m not going to stop until I think you feel better or you say your safeword. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He drew her over his lap, holding her steady before his hand started to slap her ass.
Shit! That hurt!
She could feel her safeword on the tip of her tongue as she kicked her feet, wriggling on his lap. Well, she tried to move. He held her steady, though.
Her bottom burned.
It was too much.
She needed it to stop.
And then something snapped. A sob broke free. Tears welled in her eyes. They dripped down her cheeks. He didn’t stop though. Several more smacks landed and she lay on his lap as she cried, completely done in.
Boneless.
Free.
Beck moved her so she was straddling him, he held her tight, and she felt the others surround her as she sobbed into his chest.
“Is she all right?” Hux asked. “Was it too much?”
“Baby girl?” Owen asked.