Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Addison
If there was one thing she loathed more than anything else, it was discussing her failures. Even as a child she’d hated admitting she wasn’t good at something, so she’d invested a lot of time and energy into being the best at everything.
Admitting she’d failed at something so intensely personal…
It didn’t sit well.
But as she’d told Kylie, trust and vulnerability, especially the kind a dynamic of this nature demanded, required honesty.
So honesty she would give them.
“Her name was Deanna. We met at a club when I was in my early twenties and just figuring out what I wanted from kink. I knew I was a Domme right down to my toes, but I wasn’t sure what kind of Domme I was. And then I met Deanna. She was a Little, and she was fucking adorable.”
Needing a moment, she sipped at her wine while Kylie and Daniel watched on, their attention riveted on her.
“We dove right in, which was our first mistake. But we were both young and very new to the kink world, so we didn’t know enough to know how much we didn’t know.
I gave her what I thought was structure and rules she could thrive in because she was a bit of a mess.
Always late, always misplacing things. Looking back, she probably had a bit of ADHD, or maybe a lot.
Whatever the reason, she didn’t thrive with my rules. She withered.”
“Oh, Addison.” Rising from her seat, Kylie hurried around the table to take the seat next to Addison, the comforting weight of her head coming to rest on Addison’s shoulder a moment later.
“I thought if I was just stricter, if I pushed harder, eventually it would all fall into place. Because everyone struggles in the beginning, at least that’s what people told me.
To just give it time, to give her time to adjust. But she never did, and one day I came home to a box of everything I’d ever bought her sitting on my kitchen table beside a note. ”
“What did the note say?” Daniel asked, his voice soft.
“A lot. But the general gist was that I had broken her heart… and her Little. That her Little was too scared to come out around me anymore because I was too harsh. Too… mean. That maybe I could be a good Domme to someone someday but she hoped I never got a chance to ever break another Little girl the way I’d broken her. ”
Silence fell, and she took another sip of wine as she waited for them to tell her she’d been right from the beginning, that things between them had no hope of ever working out.
“Well, that’s just bullshit.”
Venom dripped from Kylie’s words and when Addison turned her head, she found the matching fury in Kylie’s dark eyes.
She was sitting up now, her expression one of an avenging angel, and Addison wouldn’t have been surprised to see a magical wind whipping around her even in the dead stillness of the restaurant.
“What did you say?”
“I said, that’s bullshit. Did she ever tell you that she felt like you were being too mean? That she was struggling to let her Little out around you?”
“Well, no, but I was her Mommy. I should have known.”
Rolling her eyes toward the ceiling, Kylie scoffed. “Last time I checked, being a mind reader wasn’t a requirement for being a Mommy.”
“She’s right.” Reaching across the table, Daniel threaded his fingers with hers. “It was Deanna’s job to communicate to you that her needs weren’t being met. If she didn’t do that, then how could you have known?”
“You don’t understand. That’s not the point.”
“I think it very much is the point, Addison.” A hint of steel infused Daniel’s voice.
“You want to keep us at arm’s length because some other Little didn’t tell you she was hurting until it was too late.
But that’s not fair to you and it sure as hell isn’t fair to us.
Why should we have to miss out on having the Mommy we both want just because you weren’t a good fit for another Little? ”
“I like control. A lot of control. And when you break the rules, there will be punishments. Sometimes harsh punishments that will leave you sore and bruised for days.”
“Addison, we’re already all in, you don’t have to keep selling yourself,” Kylie teased with a soft giggle.
Addison shook her head. “Littles need softness. I don’t know if I can be soft.”
“You were plenty soft this morning when I had my meltdown. And you knew the pacifier would help when even I didn’t know that was something I’d like.”
“That was just… you don’t understand.”
Daniel squeezed her hand. “We understand you’re scared. And that’s okay. We are, too.”
“Of me?”
“No, never,” Kylie rushed to assure her.
“We’re scared that we might ruin our friendship.
What happens if things don’t work out with you?
Do we go back to just being friends? Or what happens if one of us decides we want out?
Will we still be able to be friends after that?
There’s a lot of unknowns, but we both really, really want to try anyway. ”
Glancing between them, Addison felt the physical tug on her heart from both of them. “You promise you’ll tell me if my rules are too much? If I’m being too harsh?”
“We promise to be as open and honest with you as humanly possible, if you promise us the same in return,” Kylie said, glancing over at Daniel who nodded his agreement.
Picking up her wine, Addison downed the rest of the contents, her head spinning a bit. A part of her was still convinced this was a horrible mistake, destined to blow up in her face.
But the other part was still back in Derek’s office, listening to him tell her she’d regret it for the rest of her life if she didn’t at least try.
And Derek Hawkins, much to her eternal annoyance, was rarely—if ever—wrong.
“All right, then. If you’ll both have me, I’d be honored to be your Mommy.”
Danny
He had a Mommy.
Holy shit.
Dinner had been something right out of a dream.
Once Addison had said she wanted to be their Mommy, she’d stepped right into the role like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Right down to cutting up Kylie’s asparagus and wiping her face clean when she smeared barbecue sauce all over herself.
And when Danny had tried to order two desserts, she’d frowned so sternly at him he’d nearly slid to his knees right there in the restaurant.
Having a Mommy was fucking awesome.
But now they were back at the Ranch, about to say their goodbyes. Addison had walked them to Kylie’s room, and she was wearing that knowing little smile that made him want to let her do any manner of horrible things to him. Things he’d always been too scared to let anyone else try.
“All right, my little ones. I’ll be by in the morning at nine o’clock so we can discuss your rules, and I expect you both here, dressed and ready for the day when I arrive. For now, however, I am leaving you with one very important rule for the night.”
“What’s that?” Danny couldn’t resist asking.
Her smile turned sharp as a knife. “No touching what belongs to Mommy. You may kiss, and you may fool around a little. But if either of you has an orgasm either at your own hand or each other’s, I promise you will regret it. Am I making myself understood?”
“Yes, Ma—Mommy.” God, that was going to take some getting used to.
But Addison didn’t seem to mind the near mess up.
“Good. I’m going to kiss you both now, and then you’re going to go inside and spend some time together.
I have already sent the new RA an email letting her know to contact me if there are any incidents between the two of you, so I will know if there is any fighting.
And if the RA has to write you up, then you will also receive a spanking from me in the morning. ”
“We won’t, Mommy!” Beside him, Kylie nearly vibrated with energy. “We’ll be good, promise.”
Danny barely resisted the urge to snort. Big Kylie could make that promise, but it was clear from her demeanor that Kylie was rapidly descending into Little space now that they were back at her dorm. And Little Kylie, well, she couldn’t promise much of anything when it came to her behavior.
But Addison didn’t know that, and approval sparkled in her eyes as she stepped forward to rest her hands on Kylie’s hips. He heard the quick intake of breath from his best friend as Addison slowly leaned in to capture her lips.
With them both in heels, Addison was a few inches taller than Kylie, and he watched, fascinated, as his friend sank into the kiss. Addison’s hands flexed on her hips, her fingers digging in as Kylie whimpered.
Holy fuck that was hot.
Was it wrong for him to be watching them like this? He wasn’t one of those guys who sought out girl-on-girl action because he wanted to get off on two women together. He believed those relationships deserved as much respect as any others, respect he tried very hard to give everyone he met.
But these weren’t just any two women. They were his. So that made it okay for him to enjoy it, right?
By the time they broke apart, Kylie breathless and glassy-eyed and Addison looking almost smug, his cock was so hard he wondered how he had any blood left anywhere else in his body.
Turning her attention on him, Addison’s smile turned even more smug. “Your turn, sweet boy.”
And then her arms were around his neck, pulling him down to meet her. Even though he was taller than both her and Kylie by several inches, there was no doubt who was in charge as she claimed his mouth, her lips hot and searing on his.
Now it was him whimpering, pulling her close as he surrendered, as he gave her everything he had to give.
Until she pulled away, her lips swollen and bruised, her eyes sparkling with that smug triumph he was quickly becoming addicted to.
“Behave, little ones. I’ll be by in the morning for breakfast.”
Turning on her heel, she strode away, her hips swaying beneath the snug material and the clicking of her heels echoing in his mind. A soft, warm hand slipped into his and he looked down to find Kylie grinning up at him.
“You heard Mommy. Let’s go play.”
They barely made it into her dorm room before she was on him. Arms wrapped around his neck, she pressed herself to him, her hungry lips seeking his.
She was demanding, but not in the way Addison had been. Where their Mommy simply took what was rightfully hers, Kylie was all enthusiasm and giddy desire.
“Touch me, Danny,” she whispered breathlessly, her hands sliding down his body to cup his aching balls through his pants.
Spinning, he pinned her to the wall, grabbing both her wrists in one hand and holding them above her head. “Mommy said not to.”
Even as he spoke, his free hand was working its way up her thigh to her drenched panties and he couldn’t help but moan when he realized how fucking wet she was.
“Do you think she’ll spank us?” That same excitement he’d tasted in her kiss echoed in her voice as she rolled her hips, desperately seeking his touch.
“Definitely.” And the memory of the two times he’d been over their Mommy’s knee had his cock aching and straining against his slacks. “So we really shouldn’t do this.”
“We shouldn’t.” Kylie’s words shook as she gasped for air, arching against him. “But I really fucking want to.”
Shoving aside her panties, he pushed a finger inside of her, the reins of his control fraying at the edges when she clamped down around him. Judging by how soaked she was, it wouldn’t take much to push her over that edge.
I expect you to set a good example for Kylie. Addison’s words from earlier that morning echoed in his mind and his hand stilled against Kylie’s pussy.
The irony wasn’t lost on him. Of the two of them, Kylie was infinitely more responsible. Other than when she was in Little space, she never got in trouble, never missed an assignment.
But Addison had, in a way, put him in charge by telling him that she expected him to be a good influence. So didn’t that mean it was up to him to put a stop to this before they broke the one rule she’d given them for the night?
“Ky… we should stop.”
“Please, Danny.” Desperation filled Kylie’s words, and when she opened her eyes, he saw the need, the hunger burning in the brown depths. “If you stop now, I’ll die.”
“You won’t die. But we might if Mommy finds out we disobeyed her less than five minutes after she left us to our own devices.”
Groaning, Kylie closed her eyes, her head falling back against the wall. “Since when are you the reasonable one?”
He couldn’t help but chuckle as he leaned in to nip at her full bottom lip. “Apparently since you decided you wanted Addison to be our Mommy. You haven’t been thinking right since.”
“You’re right,” Kylie said with a sigh. “Everything about her just gets me all jumbled up inside.”
“Which is why I’m going to stop this before we get carried away, even though it feels like it’s going to kill me not to fuck you right up against this wall.”
Peeking up at him, she grinned. “Really?”
“Really.” With another low groan, he pulled his hand free of her pussy, forced himself to step back. “We should get you ready for bed and then I’ll head back to my dorm.”
“Oh…” For the first time in his memory, Kylie looked unsure of herself. “Um, I was hoping you might spend the night with me? Even if we don’t do anything, I just, I don’t really want to be alone.”
It wasn’t technically against the rules, though they’d both always been careful to go their separate ways before lights out. And the thought of leaving her was an ache in his chest, one he knew wouldn’t be soothed until he saw her again.
“All right. I’ll stay. But no funny business. I mean it, Kylie Anne.”
Her smile flashed, and when his heart contracted in his chest, he wondered how it had taken him so long to realize he was head over heels in love with his best friend.
“Yes, Sir.” Grabbing his hand, she dragged him toward her dresser. “Pajamas, and then you’re going to teach me to make that healing potion you promised.”
“It’s a date.”