Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen
Danny
He was a big fucking chicken.
Ever since Mommy’s declaration that she was going to plug his bottom before class, he hadn’t been able to think of anything else. And now it was Monday morning, and he was in a full on panic thinking of his pretty Mommy putting anything there.
So when his phone rang promptly at seven-forty-five, he put on his best “sick” voice and answered. “Hey, Ky.”
“Danny? Where are you? We need to head down to breakfast.”
“I don’t feel so good. I think I’m gonna stay in the dorm today.”
“Oh no!” Guilt stabbed at his chest at the sound of the worry filling her voice. “I’m going to come check on you.”
“No!” Forcing a cough to cover the panic, he softened his tone. “I just mean, I don’t want you to get sick, too. I’ll be fine, Ky, I promise.”
“Okay… You should call Mommy, though. She’d want to know you’re not feeling good.”
“Yeah, I’ll do that.” In an hour or so, when it was too late for her to come check on him and realize he wasn’t actually sick.
“All right.” Her words dragged with obvious reluctance. “I gotta get to breakfast, but I’ll bring you some soup at lunch. Take it easy, Danny.”
“I will. Thanks, Ky.”
With that chore handled, he tossed his phone aside and grabbed one of his video game controllers.
Honestly, it really had been too long since he’d had a day to really relax and enjoy himself with his online buddies.
Pulling his headset on, he logged into the game and grinned when he found a few friends already on.
“Hey, fuckers. Let’s go blow some shit up. ”
Addison
Knock, knock, knock.
Addison glanced up from her papers as the door to her office eased open and Kylie poked her head in, a shy smile on her face. “Hi, Mommy.”
“Good morning, little dove. Come in and close the door behind you.”
Blushing, most likely at the thought of what came next, Kylie did as she was told. Her blonde hair was swept up into her customary ponytail and her school uniform was, as usual, impeccable. “Don’t you look adorable. Come here, baby.”
Addison rounded the desk as Kylie moved forward, and she reached for her babygirl, pulling her into her arms for a scorching kiss.
Everything in her turned molten when Kylie surrendered with a soft whimper, opening for her Mommy’s questing tongue as Addison claimed her mouth so thoroughly it left them both breathless at the end.
“My pretty babygirl. And my…” Lifting her head, Addison frowned. “Where’s Daniel?”
“He said he doesn’t feel good so he’s staying home today.”
Alarm bells rang in Addison’s mind. “He’s sick?”
“Yeah.” Worry filled Kylie’s eyes. “I offered to come by, but he said he didn’t want to get me sick. I’m going to bring him some soup at lunch.”
“No, he’s right. I don’t want you getting whatever he has. I’ll go see him after class.” Setting aside the worry for her babyboy, she gave her girl’s ponytail a gentle tug. “In the meantime, let’s get that pretty bottom plugged for class.”
“Yes, Mommy!”
Unlike Danny, her little dove seemingly had no qualms about being plugged. She practically bounced over to Addison’s desk, where she promptly bent and placed her arms on the solid wood, presenting her round, plump bottom for her Mommy.
Adorable. Fucking adorable.
Flipping Kylie’s skirt up, Addison tugged her panties down to mid-thigh, stepping back to admire the sight of her babygirl, bent over and waiting for a plug. “My pretty, pretty girl. Since you were on time and you aren’t making a fuss, Mommy’s going to let you choose your plug.”
She laid out the five plugs she’d purchased from the gift shop the night before. Three were rather small, barely larger than Addison’s finger, but two of them were a bit wider than that.
“Oh, this one!” Kylie tapped on one of the larger plugs, the one with Good Girl printed on the base.
“You’re sure, baby? We can use a smaller one if you want.”
“No, Mommy. Um, I really like butt stuff so I wear plugs on my own a lot. I’m used to it.”
“Aren’t you just full of surprises,” Addison said with a chuckle as she picked up the chosen package and opened it. “But from now on, nothing goes in any of your holes without Mommy’s permission. Understood?”
Glancing over her shoulder, Kylie smirked up at her, calculating mischief dancing in the dark brown of her eyes. “What about food?”
“I’m sorry?”
“You said nothing goes in any of my holes without your permission. Does that include food? Food goes in my mouth hole.”
“Sassy Little girl.” But she couldn’t help but laugh. “Food and water are the exception.”
Picking up the bottle of lube she’d brought along for her Little ones, she flipped open the lid with one hand while she used her other to spread her babygirl’s cheeks. Despite her experience, Kylie immediately stiffened.
“Shh, baby. Relax your bottom for Mommy. This is supposed to be for fun, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Y-yes, Mommy. Sorry.” Kylie let out a shaky laugh as her bottom slowly unclenched. “I don’t know why I’m so nervous all of a sudden.”
“It’s different having someone else touch you here.” Addison applied a liberal amount of lube to her girl’s bottom hole and set the bottle aside. “But this is where trust comes into play.”
“Trust?” Kylie’s voice pitched up as Addison rubbed the tip of her finger over her hole, encouraging her to relax, to open up.
“Yes, baby. Do you trust Mommy not to hurt you?”
Almost immediately, Kylie relaxed even further. “Yes, Mommy.”
“Good girl.” When her girl was nice and loose, Addison pushed a finger inside her. “You’re being so brave for me, little dove. How does it feel having Mommy inside your bottom?”
“Um, full. But… nice.”
She worked her babygirl’s hole with one finger, then two, until she was certain she could put the plug in without harming her.
Picking up the chosen plug, she pressed it against Kylie’s entrance, watching as the poor little hole went white as it was stretched open.
Kylie’s soft whimpers filled the room, but she didn’t protest or call her safe word, so Addison moved forward.
“You’re almost there, baby. And you’re being such a big girl for Mommy, taking this nice fat plug in your bottom. I can’t wait to watch you taking my cock someday.”
“Y-yes, Mommy.” Kylie gasped as the plug slid home, and Addison grinned at the sight of her sweet Little girl bent over her desk, breathing heavily with Good Girl stamped across her bottom hole.
“Come here, baby.”
Pulling Kylie up into her arms, Addison rewarded her with a long, slow kiss. The kind that aroused even as it comforted, and by the time they pulled apart, her entire body was tingling with the need to claim her babygirl.
But they both had a class to get to, so she forced herself to step back.
“I’m going to go wash my hands, and then I’ll see you in class.
I expect you to be on your best behavior today, Kylie Anne, or I’ll assume that plug isn’t large enough to keep your attention and I’ll go buy a new one just for you. ”
Color bloomed on her babygirl’s cheeks. “Yes, Mommy.”
“Good girl. Get to class.”
Bending down to tug her panties up again, Kylie grabbed her things and hurried from the office. Addison detoured to the bathroom to wash her hands before grabbing her own laptop bag and lesson plans for the day. Picking up her phone from the desk, she frowned down at the blank screen.
She should check on her boy. Hopefully he was sleeping off whatever illness he had, but she’d feel better if she at least texted.
Addison:
Morning, baby. Kylie says you’re not feeling well. I’ll be by after class to check on you. In the meantime, get some rest and drink plenty of water.
That would have to do for now. Setting her worry for her babyboy aside, she headed to class, telling herself he’d be fine for an hour without her.
Danny
“Got you, fuck-face!”
Laughter came through his headset, followed by the deep rumble of Lucky’s voice. “Good job, kid.”
The praise, as it always did, filled his chest with warmth.
He had no idea how much older the other guys in his game were, but they all treated him like a kid brother of sorts, which he didn’t hate.
They’d found each other on an online forum for kink when he’d first been figuring out his own desires, and Lucky had been one of the first people he’d ever told about being a Little.
Ever since then, Lucky and the other guys had basically taken him under their wing and he made it a point to play with them at least once a week.
Another voice joined the fray, just as deep but much sterner and less playful than Lucky’s. “Aren’t you supposed to be in class, kid?” Beast asked.
“Playing hooky.” And doing his best to ignore the pit of guilt in his stomach over it. There was no doubt in his mind his Mommy would be furious if she found out he wasn’t really sick and was just avoiding her.
“Uh-oh,” Lucky sing-songed, and even though they couldn’t see each other, Danny could hear the grin in his voice. “Someone needs a spanking.”
Heat rushed to Danny’s cheeks. “Shut up, Lucky.”
“He’s right, kid.” Ash, the third “Daddy” of the group spoke up, disappointment in his tone. “You shouldn’t be skipping classes unless you need to. Your education is important.”
“And yet, here you all are on Monday morning, too.”
“We’re on our lunch break,” Lucky reminded him. “East coast perks.”
Right. They were two hours ahead of him, and both Lucky and Beast worked from home with, as far as he could tell, wildly flexible schedules.
He didn’t know exactly what Ash did, just that he was smart as fuck, and he wasn’t around as much as the others but he did pop in during the day from time to time.
“Yeah, well, if I wanted someone to ride my ass about missing class, I’d tell my—” The word “Mommy” froze on his tongue.
Which was ridiculous, since they all knew he was Little and preferred women, but still.
Actually saying the word out loud to the strong, dominant guys on the other end of the phone was just… embarrassing.
“Everyone freeze!” Lucky yelled, excitement bubbling in his tone. “I think our boy got himself a Mommy.”
“Did you now?” Amusement wound around Beast’s voice. “And what is she going to say about you skipping class?”
“Nothing, because she’s never going to know I’m faking.”
A low whistle came through the headset. “Boy, you are just asking for trouble. If we ever get ourselves a babygirl, she wouldn’t sit for a week if she faked sick to get out of something.”
Unease coiled in his gut. “Really?”
“Absolutely,” Ash agreed. “That’s very naughty of you, SnackBreak.”
Somehow Ash managed to make Danny’s goofy gamer handle sound like a reprimand and he had to fight the urge to squirm in his chair even though they couldn’t see him. “Well, it’s not an issue because she’s never going to find out. It’s not like any of you are going to tattle on me.”
“No, but you should tell her yourself.” For once, Lucky’s voice held none of the humor Danny was used to hearing. He was all Daddy, and it had that funny feeling in Danny’s stomach growing worse with every word. “Faking sick is bad enough, but not coming clean on your own is even worse.”
He was right. And Danny knew he was right. “Yeah. Yeah, okay. Let’s finish this mission and then I’ll go tell her.”
As soon as the words left his lips, the heavy weight of his headphones disappeared. “Tell me what, Daniel James?”