Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Tyler
Fuck me. Tinsley’s dripping pussy was a beautiful sight. Watching Elliot discipline her was even better. He had already warmed her up and now he was finishing her punishment off with his belt. Her ass was red from top to bottom, and I adored the way it jiggled when she bounced with nerves.
“Count each one, naughty girl.”
Smack. “One, Daddy!” she cried. Her fingers clutched the sheets, and I wondered what it would be like to see her do that in pleasure.
Smack. “Owie! Two!” Kicking her feet out, she bounced, giving me another wonderful view of her shapely ass.
Smack. “ Three.” Another jiggle had me adjusting my cock. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it through this entire punishment without coming in my pants.
“Is it acceptable to try and manipulate Daddy and Uncle Tyler to get what you want?” Smack.
“No, Daddy. Four!”
“What should you have done if your precious little pussy needed some attention?” Smack.
“F-five, tell you or Uncle Tyler.” More kicking feet and wiggles of pain followed her answer.
“That’s right. You should tell us. We could have helped you. You could have been headfirst into an orgasm right now, but instead you were a naughty girl.”
Smack.
“ Ouchie!” She drummed her feet in agony.
“Count it, Tinsley, or we're going to repeat it,” I warned her from behind Elliot.
“S-six!”
Elliot handed the belt to me and we switched places.
“I would have rather gotten to eat you out, Teenie. This was a lot less fun for everyone,” I lectured.
Smack.
“S-seven,” she sobbed. She tapped her feet on the carpet.
Smack.
“Eight.”
Smack.
“Nine!”
“Three more, baby.”
Smack.
“Ten!” She laid limply over the bed, sobbing into the covers now.
Smack.
“Eleven.”
“Last one, little one,” Elliot said.
Smack.
“T-twelve!”
I dropped the belt and climbed into the opposite side of the bed as Elliot did. She was a sobbing mess, so we each grabbed a side and hauled her up between us. He stroked her hair, and I rubbed her back.
“I know that was a hard punishment, little girl. You did so well, though,” Elliot praised.
“I’m so proud of you, Teenie.”
Elliot slid from the bed, and she cried out, reaching for him.
“Daddy’s coming right back, I’m going to get your cream,” he said, standing and digging through the dresser drawers. Did he really unpack all their stuff? Bullshit. I wasn’t doing that with mine. It would be in my suitcase until I needed it. Was he always this tidy?
Tinsley turned her face toward me, and I brushed her curls from her eyes.
“I’m sorry,” she rasped.
“Oh, I know you are, baby. You’re all forgiven now.”
She whimpered when Elliot rubbed the cream on her sore bottom. He wiped his hands on his pants and then climbed back in the bed.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said, turning his head back toward him.
“I know you are, little one, and we forgive you.”
She lifted her head and propped her chin in her elbows. Realizing she was trying to look at us both, I shifted so the right side of her body was resting on me. Elliot followed and laid beside me, his shoulder resting against mine. He adjusted her so her left side rested on him.
We held and soothed her for several long minutes.
“Have some water for us, baby.” Elliot helped her hold a bottle of water to her mouth. She took several small sips. I caught the few drops that dripped down her chin. Once she was done, she snuggled back into us. “Cozy,” she mumbled into my shirt.
“You’re cozy?” Elliot chuckled.
“Yas-huh.” She slid her thumb inside her mouth and started to suck. Elliot reached over again and grabbed her pacifier off the bedside table and pulled her thumb away. She frowned, but relaxed once she started sucking the nipple. She moved her leg and grazed my cock with her thigh.
Her eyes widened and she looked down while lifting her leg. “Woah,” she whispered, her pacifier falling out of her mouth.