Jess
I shut the door silently behind me and ran to the end of the path before speeding down the street to my friend's car. It was my old school friend's birthday party tonight and I had surprisingly been invited. However, Phoebe had told me I wasn't allowed to go. Bore. I didn't know why she said no, I didn't question it. I'd been little tonight and I let her put me to bed in my nursery where I'll sleep if I'm feeling older in headspace or if Phoebe was going to bed later. Obviously, I didn't sleep but instead got myself ready to leave. I was wearing a skinny black dress and some heels. My black hair was tied in a high pony and I had done some sexy makeup with killer eyeliner. My dress was short so it made me look taller which I was grateful for. I had a small silver clutch with me too.
"So, gonna tell me why I couldn't pick you up outside your house?" Ellie laughed as I crashed into the passenger seat.
"I wasn't allowed to come... duh," I smirked, put on my belt and watched as the street lights sped by.
"You're gonna be in trouble if she finds out," Ellie laughed. She was a sub too. Well, I technically wasn't a sub the way Ellie was. She was sexual with it and her daddy was quite a punisher. Phoebe and I really explored the non sexual side of the sub/domme relationship which is where the little thing came in as I was very much asexual. Ellie didn't know that though. She knew I was little but not that we didn't do sexual things. She was little too, sometimes just older in headspace.
"Well, she isn't going to find out," I shuddered and turned the music up louder. I didn't actually know what Phoebe would do if she found out. I mean, she's never severely punished me. Obviously, I'd have tantrums and things and get a time out, usually an earlier bedtime or no tech day but never a spanking or other things Paige would do to me.
"Have you heard the guest list?" Ellie asked, pulling up outside the club. It was thriving. I knew it had been privately booked though.
"No, have you?" I asked, sitting up.
"Nope. It looks busy. We'll stick together- alrighty?" She smiled and put her fist up for me to bump. I smiled, bumped it and then got out of the car.
An hour later, I was stumbling through the club, lost. I'd gone to dance with Ellie and then lost her. Earlier, we smoked some stuff and had had lots to drink so I wasn't with it at all. However, sobriety was catching up. Which also meant nerves. I turned my head, looking for Ellie anywhere then stopped in an archway.
Suddenly, two hands gripped my waist. I squeaked and turned. Paige.
"Hello little girl, fancy seeing you here," she smirked and smiled her viscous smile. I gulped and tried to get away.
"Get off me please," I whimpered.
"Hm, still not found your voice huh. I thought that boss bitch would have given you some confidence."
"Phoebe isn't a bitch," I said, suddenly.
"Wow, maybe she has," Paige giggled and pulled me closer to her.
"No- get away from me," I cried and tried to push against her but she was a personal trainer and I was- nothing. I hit her chest as she pushed her hips into mine then forced me against a wall. Her hands moved from my waist to my hips then touched my bum.
"Don't Paige- please," I whispered.
"Oh. She learnt some manners though. However, I don't like you trying to stop me. Last time I checked, I was the boss and little slutty girls like you didn't get a say in the matter." My breath hitched and I held back a cry.
"Please," I pleaded and looked her in the eyes. They were full of venom.
"When was the last time someone roasted that deserving bottom huh? When was the last time your behaviour was put into check? Maybe I should bruise up these thighs like I used to?" she smirked and ran her cold fingers down my leg.
"N-no," I choked. I was trying not to cry.
"'No' isn't an answer to my question. When was the last time someone spanked you naughty girl?"
"Whenever you last did it-" I whispered, instantly regretting it.
"Oh so my princess is overdue a very good slap then," she smirked. I hated the way she would say 'princess'- she'd spit it.
"No," I shook my head and tried to push her away again.
"Don't say no to daddy little one," she giggled, gripping my thigh between her hand and I bit my lip to suppress a scream.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I heard Ellie scream as she came around the corner. A guy was on her hip- her daddy. His eyes flashed red when they met my struggling ones. He glared at Paige then took a step forward. He towered over Paige.
"Who are you?" I heard Paige laugh. She pinched my thigh again and her other hand carried on groping my arse.
"Get away from her," Alex snarled and took another step forwards. I looked at Ellie and let tears spill from my eyes. She pouted and reached to hold my hand.
"What are you going to do if I don't?" Paige questioned. Her grip on my leg loosened but It still hurt massively. Just like that, Alex gripped Paige's collar and flew her through the air away from me. I gasped and crumpled to the ground, hugging myself. I wanted Phoebe- I needed Phoebe.
"Hey," Ellie whispered and wrapped her arms tightly around me. I clung to her and cried heavily into her chest. Memories of the time I was with Paige were running havoc through my mind and I couldn't help but shake.
"Let's get her outside, El," Alex muttered. I felt his hands on me then felt me being picked up in his arms. He smelt of vanilla and coconut. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and cried into his shoulder. He reminded me of Carter. My daddy.
"Shh, sweetheart. You're okay," Alex whispered and rubbed my back as we walked. I felt the cold air hit my legs instantly and goosebumps rose. He sat on a bench and I felt Ellie sit next to him. Her hand rubbed my calf quickly.
"It's alright now bubba, she's all gone," Ellie reassured me and I lifted my head from Alex's neck. He smiled sympathetically at me and then wiped my tears.
"Who was that?" he asked. "You seemed like you knew her."
"M-my ex," I whispered and played with this shirt nonchalantly.
"She was horrible to her when they were together but I didn't know how bad until they broke up," Ellie added to Alex. He nodded and held me against him. I wanted daddy. If I rang Mummy then she'd be mad and upset with me and I didn't want her to be- not now. Daddy might understand like Alex.
"Here bubs, ring Phoebe," Ellie whispered and handed me my phone. I took it, smiling slightly. I felt Alex play with my hair and I looked at him sadly.
"Just taking your bobble out lovely, it can't be comfy." It wasn't.
I went to daddy in my contacts and put the phone to my ear. It was 2:30am and I hoped he was awake. He picked up on the second ring.
"Well well well, little one. Good morning to you too," he teased down the phone.
"Hi daddy," I mumbled back to him. Ellie shot me a confused look, she didn't know about Carter.
"What's up baby? Why are you sad? Where's mummy?" he asked, very fast.
"I- I erm- can you come pick me up daddy? I'm not at home," I sighed, feeling sorry for myself. I never should have gone.
"You're not?"
"No."
"Where are you?" I quickly told him and then heard him fumbling around with things in his house. I heard the bark of one of his dogs and sighed. I wanted him to cuddle me now. "And does mummy know you're there?" he asked me as I heard his car door shut.
I sighed, "no."
"You went to that party she was telling me about- didn't you?"
"Daddy I'm sorry," tears came again but I blinked them away. Alex rubbed my back whilst Ellie played with my fingers. "Please don't tell mummy."
"I'm coming to get you now baby. Are you with someone?" he asked.
"Mhmm my friend and her daddy."
"Okay. I'll let you go. I'll be there in 10 minutes. Don't move." He didn't sound super angry, more disappointed.
"Otay, thank you daddy," I whispered.
"Good girl." the line went dead and I sighed and wiped my eyes.
"Is he coming?" Ellie asked me. I nodded and flopped against Alex. He sighed and held me. My leg hurt, my head hurt, I wanted mummy and daddy.
"I didn't know you had a daddy," Ellie whispered, putting her head on Alex's opposite shoulder and turning to look at me. I smiled slightly.
"He's Phoebe's boyfriend."
"And your daddy," she smirked.
"Mhmm. He's like mummy," I giggled. She smiled sweetly and kissed my cheek. We stayed quiet for another 10 minutes and I took the cuddles gracefully. I was cold so they both tried to warm me up as much as possible. My thigh was already starting to bruise.
When daddy pulled up, he practically jumped out of the car. He came over and my arms were already up for him. He picked me up and held me close against him for a minute at least. He rocked us as I cried, again, softly into his neck and took in everything around him. Alex quickly told him what he saw and Ellie had gone quiet but she reached up to kiss my cheek. I smiled softly at her and waved as daddy carried me to the car. He set me in the passenger seat, surprising me. Usually, I'd be in my car seat. Either way, he put my seatbelt on and then went to get on his own side. He waved at Alex and Ellie as we drove off. I stayed quiet, playing with the end of my dress.
"Are you hungry?" He asked me. I nodded softly and wiped my eyes, trying to cry again. Daddy had never been mad with me before. He did a turn into 24hour McDonalds and went through the drive thru. He ordered me some chicken nuggets and then carried on through. When he handed them to me he didn't even look but his eyes lingered on the bruise forming, longer than I liked.
"Thank you," I muttered as I opened them. He nodded and sighed. I looked at him, trying to read his expression but when we got back on the road, it was too dark to tell. I swallowed down the nuggets the best I could but the lingering fear of punishment after what I'd already endured was huge. Not only that but trying to eat whilst not crying was hard.
Not long later, we pulled up onto Mummy's drive.
"I-I thought we were going to go to your house," I said hastily.
"No bubs, not tonight."
"B-b but I told you not to tell Mummy!" I cried. Suddenly, the door swung open and the house light came on. Mummy stood at the door in her silk night dress looking sad.
"I had to tell her Jess," Daddy sighed and looked at me.
"No! No I told you not to!" I cried. I pushed the door open and climbed out quickly. He got out just as fast.
"Jess! I had to!" he shouted and reached for my wrist.
I turned around quickly, threw my mcdonalds rubbish at him and screamed, "don't touch me." Before anyone could react, I skidded past mummy, through the house and upstairs to the bedroom. I slammed the door just as I heard mummy shout my name then flopped onto the bed. It was warm where she had been sleeping. Her pillow smelt like her night moisturiser and the cover just like her. I took in her scent then let the floodgates open.
Phoebe
As soon as Carter came close enough to me, I wrapped my arms around him and sighed heavily. He lifted me up, out of the cold air and put me back down in the house.
"We need to talk," he muttered. He pushed into the house, taking hold of my hand and into the living room.
"Jess' ex," he started and my hand came to my mouth. "Ellie and Alex found Jess being held against the wall by Paige. Apparently, she was still dressed but they didn't know where Paige's hands had been before they got there. They had no idea what was said but Jess has a huge bruise on her thigh from where Paige held her- Phoebe I'm sorry," Carter broke down then. His shoulders shook, not so much crying but just out of worry I suppose. I sighed sadly and wrapped my arms around him. He was taller than me so it was a little awkward but we got there.
"It's not your fault baby," I muttered to him and moved some of his hair from his face. He sat back, shuffled back to the sofa and motioned for me to sit on his knee. Which I did. I straddled him and put my arms around his neck.
"I wish I could have helped more. Now she's mad with me though," he whispered, hugging me.
"You went to get her. You got out of bed at 2 in the morning because she needed you. That's more than anyone I've known would do before," I replied, kissing his head.
"She's still mad," he huffed. I giggled a little and shook my head.
"She'll be okay. She knows that going out was wrong which is why she didn't want me to know you had to go get her. She'll be nervous about my reaction, that's all," I reassured him, holding him tight.
"Promise?" he whispered softly. He sounded tired.
"I promise, my love," I put my fingers under his chin and kissed him gently. He smiled and let me.
"Are you going to go talk to her?" he asked me after a few more kisses and cuddles. I could see his sleepy eyes getting heavier. I shrugged. I honestly didn't know. I wanted to but she's going to be upset and grouchy and- ugh I don't know.
"I'm tired," he mumbled.
"I know. She's in the bed though," I mumbled.
"I'll sleep in the guest room with you," he smirked and pulled my hips closer. I giggled and put my hands on his chest.
"You are far too tired to do that right now mister. Plus, I think she'll probably need me to be with her. I'm not sure," I sighed.
"How about you go check on her now. She was honestly falling asleep in the car on the way here so she could be sleeping. Then come to the guest room if she is," he said. I nodded and climbed off of him.
"Come on then sleepy head."
The next morning, I woke up before Carter and laughed at the sight of him. His hair was disheveled and he had dried drool coming from his mouth. His hand was holding mine still as we'd gone to sleep last night and he just looked so peaceful. Then I sighed remembering Jess. Last night she was asleep so I hadn't bothered sorting her out. I looked at the clock now and saw it was nearing 11am. I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I got out some painkillers because I bet she had a headache and made her a sippy cup with water in it. I then grabbed her teddy from her nursery and walked to our bedroom. She was still fast asleep but I saw a wet patch soaking the bed. Shit. I should have thought about that. I went to grab her a pull up and then opened the curtains. The sun poured in and I heard a little groan. I climbed over the bed after setting the tablets and water on the side and sat beside my baby. Her hair was all tangled and her face had crusty tears on it. Her thumb was damp and near her mouth meaning she'd tried to suck it during the night.
I put my hand on her shoulder and softly shook it.
"Come on princess, wake up time," I whispered.
"Don't call me that," she scoffed and shoved her head into the pillow. I frowned.
"Why?"
"That's what Paige said. Last night. She spat at me," she whispered. She was awake now. I sighed and pulled her to sit up. She whimpered and tried to fight me but I held her against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her tightly and laid her down in my arms so I was cradling her. She whimpered and looked at me with puppy eyes.
"Shh, I'm just cuddling you baby," I muttered and held her to my chest. She sighed and snuggled in- thankfully. I brushed through her hair with my fingers.
"I'm icky," she whispered into my neck. She usually says that when she'd had an accident. I sighed and let her look at me.
"I know angel. Shall we go get you cleaned up?" I suggested. She nodded softly, sat up and winced. I grabbed the tablets and her sippy and handed them both to her.
"Here. Bath or shower?"
"Shower," she mumbled. I was confused as to why she hadn't really slipped. and why she wanted a shower. We usually have showers together when she's little to save time and things like that but she'd always go for a bath if given the choice. And now, she wasn't. I didn't know if it had something to do with Paige. But at the same time, she took her sippy and let me cuddle her and usually if she's big big, she'll get ridiculously embarrassed if she had an accident.
"Come on then. Is mummy carrying you?" I asked softly and put my arms out. Again, she'd always want to be carried first thing in the morning. But she shook her head and went into the bathroom without looking at me. I sighed, ran my hands through my hair and followed her. I wasn't familiar with this Jess.
I went into the bathroom to see her already naked and getting in.
"Want me to stay baby?" I asked softly by the door. She shrugged, didn't look back at me and got in. I watched as her eyes lingered on the side of the shower, where we kept the razors, a little too long and made my decision. I went in, sat on the floor and leaned against the wall. I didn't watch her but she knew I was there. Instead, I got my phone out and watched tiktoks.
When the shower clicked off, I looked up at her and she reached her arms out for me to help. I smiled, wider than anticipated, and grabbed her sofia the first towel. I held her hand and helped her step out then wrapped it around her. She sighed a little and scuffed her feet on the mat- trying to dry them. I giggled softly and lifted her head up to look at me. tears were pooling in her eyes and I kissed just between them on the bridge of her nose.
"Mm mummy," she whispered, so quietly I almost didn't hear her.
"We're going to get you dry and dressed and then we can chat- is that okay?" I asked softly, keeping my fingers on her chin.
"Hm no," she shook her head slightly.
"And, why not?"
"T-there no cuddwes," she whimpered and rubbed her eyes. I pouted and wrapped my arms around her.
"We'll squeeze them in baby girl. Right now though, you're going to get cold and maybe make a puddle so we need to get you dry and diapered- okay?" she nodded sadly then went to lie on her changing mat. I grabbed her nappy. I thought that might be more beneficial because she seemed over sensitive today. When she's like this she strictly avoids being away from me which meant potty time too. I quickly got her dry then investigated the bruise on her thigh. It was sore as she whined and glared at me.
"Sorry angel," I whispered and got her nappy on. I then lifted her up, wrapped my arms tightly around her and got to work braiding her hair. She sat quietly on her mat in front of me, playing with the floppy ears of her teddy. Once I was done, I took each end of them and tickled her face with them until she giggled at me. She leaned back onto me and gave me the biggest, saddest eyes. I leaned down, kissed her head and smiled.
"Let's go get you some milk and get into bed. I think we need some cuddles and to have a nice long chat hm?"
"So then my little love bug," I began, bopping her nose when she led across my lap. "Mummy told you not to go to that party, didn't she?" I whispered. I wanted to be stern with her but still let her know that I loved her. I could tell by her body language and facial expressions that she was feeling particularly vulnerable today.
"Mhmm, woo did Mama," she replied and put her paci in her mouth.
"Then why did you go? Did you want mummy's attention?" I teased slightly. She shook her head.
"No it-it's jus I waned have fwun wif Ewwie," she sighed and looked at me with teary eyes.
"Next time baby you need to discuss this with mummy. We could have invited Ellie and Alex over for a play date."
"B bwut big gwil fwun mama," she whimpered, rubbing her eyes.
"A big girl play date then. We've got plenty of alcohol here for you munchkin and here it's safe isn't it." She nodded and sighed.
"I super sowwy mama."
"It's alright m lovely. Mummy's going to take your phone away for two days," I held up two fingers and smiled slightly. "And an earlier bedtime for the week but other than that you're all good."
"B-but mummy. Why I no spankin?" she whimpered- sitting up abruptly. I pouted. I'd never spanked her, never even planned on spanking her so I had no idea why she was mentioning it now.
"Baby, mummy would never hit you." I said softly and pulled her back into my arms.
"B-but why mama? I been bad," she sighed, rubbed her eyes again and snuggled into my chest.
"No one deserves to be hit. Ever. You haven't been bad at all, you're not bad baby. You just broke one of mummy's rules but she's given you an appropriate punishment. That's all that matters," I soothed and ran my hand down her warm cheek. Just then, Carter came trudging through the doors looking sparkling. I smiled widely at him and Jess looked to him too.
"Daddy!" she whined, raising her arms. Carter smiled, picked Jess up and then cuddled her close to him.
"I sowwy I was mean wast nwight daddy," she whispered to him, kissing his cheek.
"That's alright my lovely. Thank you for saying sorry," Carter replied, rubbing her back then sitting on the bed. Jess giggled and leaned back over to me. I held her and Carter rubbed her belly. She loved getting this attention from us both. I was glad Carter came in when he did though because it distracted my angel from the idea of spanking. Jess reached for her bottle, lay on my legs and drank it whilst Carter drew patterns on her stomach and I drew patterns up and down her arms. Moments like this made me the most grateful mama ever.