Chapter Nine
Axel
I tipped Emily over my lap and helped her position her hands around my ankles. Rubbing my hand over her bottom, I tried to get her to relax. Poor Little one was shaking like a leaf. Her bravery was admirable.
“You okay, darlin’?”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
“Alright, let’s get this behind us, yeah?”
Smack. The first swat fell and covered both her cheeks. She squeaked, but didn’t break her position.
“I know that you love your friends very much, but you have to trust us to make our own decisions,” I lectured as I spanked, keeping count in my head.
“The concerns you had may have been valid, but your anger misconstrued your genuine heart and hurt your friends badly. The words you used were very unkind.”
She cried as my words sunk in.
I continued to pepper her ass with swats, working to cover as much area as possible. Soft whimpers fell from her mouth, but she continued to take my discipline like a good girl.
“You said you were worried that the consequences of my actions would cause Paisley to feel like she didn’t belong, but in reality, it was your words spoken in anger that made her feel that way.”
Smack. Smack. Smack.
“And your judgment of me also hurt. I am not a fuck-boy. I do engage in sexual pleasure with my play partners, but I do not go around just charming women out of their panties. It hurt that you would even consider that in your misplaced wrath. It also reflects how little you think of the women I play with,” I scolded, delivering a few extra hard smacks to her butt.
She sobbed, but again, didn’t move.
By the halfway mark, she was kicking her feet and her fingers were clutching my legs.
“You’re doing good, darlin’. I know it’s ouchie,” I soothed, hoping to get the punishment over as quickly as possible. Spanking a Little one that wasn’t mine definitely wasn’t my favorite thing to do. It was a different headspace when we were playing together at a club. At this moment, it was strictly platonic and my heart wasn’t loving it.
Smack. Smack. Smack. The swats continued to fall in time with her tears.
“You’re doing so good, Emily,” Onyx praised. “Dada’s so proud of you. You’re taking your punishment like such a good girl.”
“Such a good girl,” I agreed.
Looking over to Paisley, I saw her quietly crying too. Oh, these sweet babies.
“The first half is done, Little one. Now we”re moving onto the second part. Do you remember why I am spanking you now?”
“Because I didn’t o-obey you about giving you some space.”
“That’s right. And why was that naughty?”
“B-because I could have gotten hurt. I-I know you wouldn’t hurt me, but if I h-had done it to another person, they could h-have,” she sobbed.
“That’s right. Let’s get this last part over with so we can snuggle. I think Paisley needs some assurance too.”
***
I held Emily on one side of my lap and Paisley on the other. Onyx had covered them up with a throw blanket and both girls were drinking sippy cups of water.
“How are you Little ladies feeling now?”I asked, keeping my voice low and gentle.
“Good, Uncle Axel,” Paisley answered as she studied her friend. She was so compassionate and had seemed genuinely distressed during the end of Emily’s spanking. “How about you, Emily?” she asked.
Emily turned her still-blotchy face to answer. “My heart feels better now. I’m so sorry I hurt you both. I love you two very much and I was just so scared for you. This would be Uncle Axel’s first time having a relationship with a Little since…” She trailed off.
“Since Junie,” I filled in for her. “You can always say her name, darlin’. She was a very special part of my life and I always want you to know you can talk about her.”
“The first time having a relationship with a Little since Junie and your first time having a relationship with a Daddy and I just was worried it was too soon, but it wasn’t my business and I allowed my worry to cause me to say some really unkind things. I am so sorry.”
I didn’t miss the way Paisley’s body froze on my lap when Emily said ‘first time having a relationship with a Daddy’ and I made a mental note to bring that up with her later.
“We forgive you, darlin’. We are very thankful that you care about us so much and we understand where your words were coming from.”
“We love you, Emily,” Paisley said as she hugged her friend close. I kissed both of them on the top of the head. I had a lap full of pure sweetness.
***
Paisley
“Okay, Little one. Do you need anything else before I go to work?” Axel asked.
I was sitting with my bead kit on the floor of his office at The Dragon, the club that Pike owned.
“No, Sir.”
“ How”s your foot feeling?”
“Better,” I yawned out.
“Yeah, the medicine helped?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I think it made you sleepy too, huh?”
“Maybe just a tiny bit.” I didn’t want him to make me put my bead kit up. I had waited all day to play with it.
He chuckled and stroked my hair. “I think a lot of bit, but you’ve been a patient girl today. You can stay up for a while.”
I shot him a cheesy grin and he knelt to kiss my forehead. “I’m so sorry you were hurt on your play date, but I’m really glad we got to spend this time together.”
“Me too, Uncle Axel.”
A soft knock on his open office door made us both look up.
“Hi!” Regan squeaked from the doorway.
“Hi!” I exclaimed back. She rushed forward and gave me a big hug. I had just seen her yesterday, but it made my heart really happy that she was so excited to see me again.
“My Daddy had to drop something off for Uncle Pike and he said I could come check on you if I promised to come here and then straight back,” she explained. “How are you feeling?”
“Good,” I answered. “I love my bead kit.”
“Alright, Little loves, I am going to go downstairs. Text me if you need me.”
“Bye, Uncle Axel,” we both replied as he left the room.
“How’s it going?” she asked, peering at me with questions in her big, expressive eyes.
“It’s okay. The crutches make my arms hurt, though.”
“No, silly. How’s it going with Axel? He seems less grouchy… well, a teensy bit less grouchy.”
I felt the heat rise to my face. “Oh, it’s going good,” I replied, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.
“You’re nervous,” she pointed out.
I was always nervous. “Yeah.”
“You talk to him, though. Like for real.”
“Yeah.”
“You never talk to the other Daddies.”
“No,” I agreed.
“So does he make you less nervous?”
“He doesn’t make me nervous at all.” It was true, I realized with a start. I hadn’t been nervous around him since I woke up in his nursery. He was so kind to me even though I had wet the bed. I didn’t tell Reagan that, though. It was still embarrassing.
“Do you like him?” she asked.
“Yes,” I mumbled. “So much.”
“Does he know?”
“Ray Ray, I think maybe you’ve interrogated poor Paisley enough, don’t you think?” her Daddy asked as he stepped through the door.
She had the grace to look sheepish. “Oh, sorry, Paisley.”
“Is okay.” I was glad Maddox had shown up. That had been a lot. I yawned.
“How are you feeling, Little one?” Maddox asked.
“I’m good. How are you?”
He chuckled and sat on the cushy rug beside us. “I am also good. How’s your ouchie? Ray-Ray has been praying for you during our bednight prayers.”
I looked up at Reagan and she nodded. “We love you and want you to feel all better.”
Tears pricked my eyes and I tried to blink them back. These people really did love me.