Page 13 of Double Daddies (Dirty Daddies Anthologies #8)

Chapter Twelve

Nicky

It feels like forever standing there, facing the stupid boring corner. My legs are starting to ache and I just want to get on with whatever punishment my Daddies have planned.

“All right, princess. Come here.”

Okay, maybe I’m not quite as ready to get on with it as I thought. Because the sound of Daddy Ezra’s firm voice roots me to the spot, unable to even turn around to look at him.

“Nicole Marie. Do not make me ask you again.”

My heart is beating so fast and hard I swear I can hear it as I force myself to slowly turn around and face my Daddies. My very stern-faced, disappointed Daddies.

Daddy Ezra crooks a finger, beckoning me over, and I drop my hands with a sigh as I cross the room, my shiny black Mary Janes dragging across the hardwood floor with every step.

When I stop in front of them, Daddy Ezra grips my chin in that way he has that never fails to make the butterflies in my stomach go crazy and forces my head up to look at him. “Do you know why you’re in trouble, little one?”

“Because I pushed Cassie down?”

“That’s one reason. What else?”

“Um. I tried to take my diaper off. And then I said lotsa naughty words.”

“Mmhmm. What else?”

Confused, I think back over what happened, but nothing else comes to mind. “I dunno.”

Daddy Byron looks down at me, his expression unusually stern. “What did we tell you to do if you were upset or anything bad happened today, princess?”

Oh . “You said to come to your office and talk to you.”

“And did you do that?”

“No, Daddy.”

“Can you tell us why?”

Tears burn at the backs of my eyes as I lift my shoulders in a shrug. But Daddy Ezra isn’t having it. Eyes narrowing, he tightens his grip on my chin. “None of that, little girl. Tell us what happened.”

“I just got scared,” I manage to whisper.

“Scared of us?” Daddy Byron sounds so shocked it nearly makes me giggle. Because I should be scared of them. They basically kidnapped me and turned me into their Little girl without my consent.

But I’m not scared. Not of them.

“Of losing you,” I tell him, laying all my cards on the table.

“Oh, princess.” Hoisting me up into his arms, Daddy Byron holds me close. “You never have to be scared of losing us.”

“That’s right,” Daddy Ezra says, his expression fierce.

“You belong to us , Nicole Marie West. And just so there is absolutely no question about that, we are going to claim every inch of your beautiful little body. So the next time something like this happens, hopefully you’ll remember that we own you, little girl.

And you’ll think twice about trying to run away. ”

Those butterflies in my stomach are going absolutely nuts. “Wh-what are you gonna do?”

“We’re going to fuck you,” he says, as calmly as if he’s telling me that it’s going to rain this afternoon.

“We’re going to claim that sweet pussy and that pretty little ass, and then you’re going to spend the rest of the day with our cum in your diaper.

And when your diaper needs changed, we’ll fuck you again.

Over and over until you get the message. ”

My entire body is humming with need and fear by the time Daddy Ezra finishes his explanation. “Nobody’s ever, um…”

“Nobody’s ever what, princess?” Daddy Byron asks, his tone cajoling.

“I’ve never… not in my, um, bottom.”

A possessive gleam lights Daddy Ezra’s eyes. “Are you trying to tell us that we’ll be the first men to ever fuck your tight little asshole, princess?”

Humiliation floods my body, heating every inch of skin until it feels like I might explode. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good,” he growls. “The first and the last. But first, our Little girl needs her bottom spanked. Pushing Cassie down like that was very naughty, after all. Byron, I think you should take this one.”

“With pleasure.”

“Daddy, no! I don’t want a spankin’!”

But Daddy Byron is already carrying me to their room, where he promptly sits on the edge of their bed and flips me over his knee all in one smooth move that makes my tummy roll. “Sorry, princess. Pushing Cassie was very naughty, and you need to learn a lesson.”

He pulls my diaper free with an ease I can’t help but envy considering how long I was fiddling with the damn thing earlier to try and get it off.

“I’m sorry!” Not really. Cassie the Cunt deserved to be pushed down. But maybe if I can convince them I do actually feel bad about it, they’ll go easy on me.

“When someone is being mean to you, we expect you to handle the situation like a proper Little girl. You tell a teacher or you come and get one of us. You do not put your hands on someone else. Am I understood, princess?”

“I won’t ever do it again, I promise!”

“Good.”

With that, he lifts his hand and swats my bottom. I jump at the feel of his hand connecting with my bare skin, but almost immediately I realize there’s something different about this spanking.

It doesn’t hurt.

There’s a slight sting, but it fades almost immediately as Daddy Byron rubs the spot he just spanked. “Naughty, naughty little princess,” he says with a quiet laugh before swatting me again, just as lightly as before.

A giggle slips free before I can stop it and Daddy Byron gives me another set of playful swats. “What’s so funny, little girl? This is a very serious punishment.”

“Oh, yes, Daddy. I’m so sorry. I promise I won’t ever be naughty again.”

“Well, let’s just make sure of that.”

Over and over he spanks me, just hard enough for a warm glow to cover my entire bottom. By the time he stops, I’ve practically melted over his lap and every inch of me is alive with pleasure and want and need.

“Our good girl,” Daddy Byron croons, rubbing his hand over my warm skin. “What are you going to do the next time someone is mean to you?”

“Come get you?”

“Very good, princess. Now, we’ve got to get you ready to take Daddy Ezra’s cock in this pretty pink bottom.”

His fingers dig into my cheeks, pulling them apart, and even though they’ve already seen all my most private parts, my face flames at the thought of my bottom hole being exposed like this.

“Daddy,” I whine, trying to clench my bottom enough to hide from their gaze. “This is so embarrassing .”

“It’s just us here, princess.” Daddy Ezra’s voice has taken on an unusually soft tone. “And your Daddies love to see all the pretty little parts of our Little girl.”

Something cold and wet splashes on my exposed hole as he speaks and I can’t help but whine again, especially when his finger presses against my entrance.

“You can fight me all you want, princess, but one way or another you’re going to be taking Daddy’s cock in this tight little hole. It will be easier for you if you relax, but either way, I’m going to fuck you here. How much it hurts is entirely up to you.”

There’s the Daddy Ezra I know. For reasons I can’t explain, the harsh words are exactly what I needed to hear and my muscles instantly loosen around his finger.

“Such a good girl.” His voice drops to a low purr as he fucks my bottom with one finger, then two, stretching me open more than I thought was possible.

“Our pretty little princess, taking everything her Daddies give her. I can’t wait to feel you come while you have both our cocks in your naughty little holes, baby. ”

More humiliation, more need, more everything wells up inside me, threatening to overwhelm me.

“I think she’s ready, Byron. We just need to get the rest of these clothes off so we can see everything that belongs to us.”

A whimper escapes my lips as Daddy Byron puts me on my feet and slowly strips my schoolgirl uniform from me. Every touch fans the burning need inside me, until it’s an inferno threatening to consume me alive.

Strong hands slide around my stomach, up to my bare breasts, cupping them and pinching my nipples with just enough pain to make me rise up onto my tiptoes with a cry. And I realize as I arch up, that my naked body is pressed right against Daddy Ezra’s equally naked form.

“Poor little princess,” he murmurs in my ear as he gives my nipples another hard pinch. “Would you like Daddy Byron to kiss it and make it all better?”

“Y-yes, Daddy.”

“Ask Daddy Byron if he’ll kiss your poor little titties while you ride his cock.”

I’m seriously going to spontaneously combust if they keep this up.

Locking eyes with Daddy Byron’s pale, amused gaze, I force the words past the tightness in my chest. “Will you kiss my-my titties while I ride your c-cock, Daddy?”

A need hot as my own flashes in Daddy Byron’s eyes. “Of course, princess.”

While Daddy Ezra continues his deliciously painful torment of my breasts, Daddy Byron pushes to his feet and peels his suit away from his ridiculously toned body.

How the hell are these gorgeous fucking men mine ?

Fully naked now, his thick cock jutting straight at me, Daddy Byron smiles. “Come here, princess. Let Daddy feel that tight little cunt on his cock.”

Sitting again, he leans back, giving me full access to him. Daddy Ezra helps me climb up on top of him, and I sink down, Daddy Byron’s cock stretching my pussy as I take all of him inside me.

“Fuck me, princess,” Daddy Byron groans as he ducks his head to take each of my tortured nipples in his mouth one by one. The pain ebbs, replaced by a piercing need that has me rolling my hips, desperate for some kind of relief.

And then Daddy Ezra is behind me, the blunt head of his cock pressing against my bottom hole, and I freeze.

“Shh, it’s all right, baby. I’ll go nice and slow this time.”

This time . The thought of him pounding into me, fucking my ass hard and fast makes my pussy spasm and Daddy Byron groans again.

“Hurry up, Ezra. I’m not going to last much longer at this rate.”

“Just for that, you can wait, boy. If you come before me, I will make you regret it.”

“ Fuck .” The word is a long, drawn-out moan. “You’re killing me, Sir.”

“Good.” Behind me, Daddy Ezra’s chest vibrates with laughter. “You seem to have forgotten who I am. Maybe this will help you remember.”

“Yes, Sir.”

The banter distracts me, a bit, from Daddy Ezra’s cock stretching and filling my bottom hole. Inch by inch he pushes in, and I whimper at the burn and pinch as his cock spears me.

Daddy Byron and I are both panting, our breaths coming in ragged little gasps by the time Daddy Ezra fills me completely.

Full. I’m so full of both of them, I don’t know if I can stand it.

“My naughty boy and my filthy little princess,” Daddy Ezra says with another chuckle. “So needy, so desperate for Daddy to let you come.”

“Please, Daddy,” I whimper as I let my head fall back against his shoulder. “Please. I need… I want…”

“I know, baby. Show me what a good girl you can be and ride Daddy Byron’s cock while I fuck this pretty little bottom.”

With another needy whimper, I roll my hips experimentally. As I lower myself back onto Daddy Byron’s cock, Daddy Ezra pulls back, giving me a moment of relief from that too-full feeling.

But only a moment, because then he drives back into me, and I cry out at the mixture of pain and pleasure that threatens to overwhelm me. Every movement is exquisite agony, impaling myself on Daddy Byron while Daddy Ezra fucks my ass with those deep, hard thrusts.

“Do you feel that, princess?” Daddy Ezra growls in my ear as he fills me yet again. “Do you feel us inside you? Claiming you? Branding you?”

“Y-yes, Daddy.”

“Nobody else will ever get to fuck this sweet little pussy or this pretty little ass. Will they, Nicole?”

“No, Daddy!”

“Our pretty princess,” Daddy Byron says with another of those groans that makes my toes curl, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts as I bounce on his cock. “Come for us, baby. I want to feel that tight cunt squeezing my cock as you come with Daddy Ezra buried in your asshole.”

Dirty, filthy words. Humiliation washes over me, but it only serves to make me hotter, wetter, needier than I’ve ever been. And as they continue showering me with those words of filthy claiming, the coil of need in my core tightens further and further.

Until it snaps entirely and my screams of pleasure echo around the room, drowning out my Daddies’ voices.

Behind me, Daddy Ezra thrusts forward harder than before, truly fucking my ass. It hurts, god it hurts, and it burns but I don’t care. I want the pain, need the pain to remind me who I belong to.

My Daddies .

Fingers digging into my hips, Daddy Ezra buries himself in my ass one last time, filling my most forbidden place with his cum.

“Keep riding Daddy Byron, baby,” he says, his voice raspy and breathless. “Ride him until he fills that pretty pussy with his cum, just like your bottom is full of mine.”

Every movement scrapes against my too-sensitive nerves, but I force myself to obey. To be their good girl.

“That’s it, princess.” Still cupping my breasts, Daddy Byron gives them a hard squeeze. “Such a good girl, taking both your Daddies like this. I’m so close, baby, don’t stop now.”

He coaxes me through it, encouraging me with his words and his touch as his cock swells inside me, filling my pussy with his cum just like Daddy Ezra said.

“C’mere, baby.” Pulling me close, Daddy Byron nuzzles his face against my neck as Daddy Ezra climbs onto the bed behind me, sandwiching me between them. “Our good, sweet, filthy little princess.”

“Good and filthy don’t really go together,” I point out with a giggle, snuggling as close to him as I can manage.

“They do where you’re concerned,” Daddy Ezra says, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “Our good girl, letting us defile her in every filthy way we can imagine.”

“Mmm, yes, Daddy.”

We lay there for a while as the glow of our lovemaking fades, and it isn’t until my stomach rumbles with hunger that Daddy Ezra forces everyone up out of bed.

And just like they promised, they put me in a diaper, forcing me to sit in their cum until I need to be changed a little while later.

As soon as they clean me up, they fuck me again, this time switching off so it’s my pussy that’s full of Daddy Ezra’s cum and my bottom full of Daddy Byron.

There isn’t a single minute of the day that I’m not full of them, and by the time they tuck me into their bed that night, every inch of me is so sore I can barely move.

I may have gotten lost on my way to New York, but nestled between them, I know I ended up exactly where I was always supposed to be.

The End