He raised his brows as he sat.
Michelle sat with a sigh. “I’ll let you eat first.”
Rick ate with gusto while Michelle picked at her food.
“Eat up, Michelle,” he told her sternly. Rick insisted she eat healthily and regularly, if she even hinted at going on a diet, then she would find herself over his knee.
Only she hadn’t been spanked at all this last week. He hadn’t once spanked her other than that one time as little Michelle.
And now Michelle knew she’d done something to deserve it and she’d come to the realization of just how much she needed it. She needed Rick’s boundaries, his strict love, and the way her guilt disappeared once her bottom paid the price for her misbehavior.
After he helped her clean up, Rick took her hand and led her into the living room.
“What’s going on?” he asked as they sat on the couch.
Michelle looked at her lap and fidgeted, trying to find the words.
“I need a spanking,” she blurted out.
“What?” he asked in surprise.
“I need you to give me a spanking. I made Addy go shopping with me today, even though she wasn’t allowed to leave the house. I made her sneak out. I-I need your discipline, Rick. I feel better when I have rules and consequences. I’ve felt well, lost, out of control and uncertain lately. Please, will you spank me?”
Michelle braced herself as Rick leaned toward her. But instead of pulling her over his lap, he merely kissed her, softly, gently.
“Over the spanking chair, miss.”
Never, had Michelle been so happy to hear those words.
Chapter Five
Addy woke to mind-blowing pleasure. Zings of delight raced from her clit around her body. Her legs were parted as a firm tongue flicked her clit over and over. Two fingers entered her, pressing deep.
“Oh God,” she groaned.
“Feel good, baby?” Dash asked her, leaning up on an elbow to stare down at her. That meant Eliot was the one torturing her pussy erotically.
“Yes,” she sighed as he leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth. “Oh, Dash, Eliot, please,” she cried.
Tingles raced up and down her body as she ran her hands over Dash’s head and shoulders; anywhere she could touch, trying to make him as frantic as she was.
“Please what?” Dash asked.
“Please take me,” she begged.
Dash looked at her as he lightly pinched one nipple. “Well, you have been a very good girl, lately.”
“I have, I have,” she said frantically.
“What do you say, Eliot?” Dash teased her.
The blankets fell back as Eliot sat up. He stared at her through slumberous eyes, his lips covered in her dew. His tongue dipped out and licked her essence off his mouth. Addy’s breath caught.
“I think she deserves it,” Eliot replied.
Addy sighed.
Dash sat up, resting back against the headboard. His cock stood at attention, hard and firm.