Page 15 of Joining Little Jessica

As they sat together, plotting their next move, Jessica realized something. This was another part of growth. Instead of letting things spiral or retreating when things got complicated, she was learning to take control of the situation—even in the smallest ways. And maybe, just maybe, that meant she was ready for whatever came next with her Daddies, whether it was temporary or not.

For now, though, it was all about the prank. And Jessica was more than ready to see the Bigs squirm. Including hers.

The night of the karaoke event arrived quicker than Jessica anticipated, and now, standing in the dimly lit room, she was beginning to feel the weight of her decision. The Littles had spent the last couple of hours preparing for the prank, sneaking into Room 101 on the second floor of the lodge to swap out song lists and tinkering with the microphones. It was all meant to be in good fun—a harmless joke to catch the Bigs off guard, make them laugh, and ease the tension.

But as Jessica stood between her Daddies, the nerves she’d managed to push down began to bubble up again. It wasn’t just the prank anymore—it was the question she’d been avoiding.What if they punish me?

She hadn’t asked them about it. Not directly. They’d all talked about safety and limits but they hadn’t discussedthatkind of dynamic. Would they see her prank as crossing a line? And if they did, what kind of punishment would they use? The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and not in the way she’d hoped for when she’d started this whole exploration.

Sebastian, Rowan and Forrest had been so gentle with her on their night together—careful, attentive, and patient. But punishment? That was a different beast entirely. And as much as Jessica wanted to trust them, she knew how easily things could go awry. One wrong move could bring back all the fear and pain she’d been working so hard to leave behind. She bit her lip, anxiety gnawing at her.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

Rowan’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to his side. Hiswarmth was reassuring, but it didn’t quell the dread bubbling in her stomach.

“Nothing,” Jessica lied, glancing up at him. She tried to smile, but it felt weak, and she knew Rowan could see right through it.

“Hmm.” Rowan wasn’t buying it, but thankfully, he didn’t push further. He simply kissed her forehead and whispered. “You look adorable tonight, princess. Just relax and enjoy yourself.”

Jessica nodded, trying to focus on the event. The room was packed with Bigs and Littles, the energy high as everyone mingled. The karaoke equipment had been set up on the stage, complete with flashing lights and a rotating disco ball. The Littles giggled amongst themselves, quite a few of them unaware of what was coming. But the few of them who were in on the prank shared secretive glances. Jessica’s stomach tightened, however.

“Alright, everyone!” Master Derek’s voice boomed through the room as he stepped onto the stage, commanding the attention of the crowd. “We’ve got a fun night ahead. Let’s get this karaoke started!”

The first few rounds of singing went off without a hitch. The Bigs, surprisingly, were good sports about getting up to perform, and the room filled with laughter and applause. Jessica watched as Master Derek began to belt out a country tune, completely unaware of the prank about to unfold. Alice and Sadie were beside themselves, stifling giggles as the prank’s reveal drew closer. Jessica snuck a look to her Daddies to see them smiling widely at her. Before she could smile back, it happened.

The Littles had rigged the song list. When Master Derek sang the first word of the chorus which just happened to be “baby,” Jessica felt her hand being grabbed and she was pulled to her feet as several other Littles jumped up to join in shouting out thesecond word, “shark”. Instead of the expected soft crooning of love lyrics continuing, the room was treated to the high-pitched squeals of bouncing Littles singing the very annoying lines of “Baby Shark” at the top of their lungs.

When the song switched again, the Littles instantly dropped back to their seats, no longer singing, all eyes on the stage in expectation. Jessica learned that Littles weren’t the only ones capable of rolling their eyes as Master Derek’s made quite the impressive roll before locking his gaze on Sadie who had her hand clamped over her mouth in an unsuccessful attempt to keep her giggles at bay. The Ranch owner once again proved he had the patience of Job as he picked up the love song again, though Jessie thought she could see the relief in his gaze when he held out the microphone to the next Big. The Littles clapped and their cheers of encouragement grew louder as a new song began and went off without a single hitch.

The evening continued, some Bigs getting lucky and being able to perform without being interrupted while several others found their chosen song switching to ones such as “The Wheels on the Bus” which had Littles adding synchronized hand motions and had Littles jumping in circles and belting out lyrics to “Little Bunny Foo-Foo”. If lyric switching wasn’t enough to send the room into pandemonium, the Littles had also rigged the microphone so that at unexpected times, the auto-tune function kicked in, warping voices into high-pitched squeaks or deep, robotic growls.

When it was Chief Lawson’s turn, he gingerly accepted the microphone from Master Travis who wished him good luck. The rich melodic tones of the chief’s voice had the room quieting as he sang about a Scottish lass waiting for her love to return safely home. Even the Littles seemed quite shocked when suddenly his British accent shifted into a helium-fueled chipmunk sound to echo through the room.

There was a beat of silence until Derek’s exasperated call of, “Alvin!” caused laughter to erupt.

But it wasn’t the kind of laughter Jessica had expected. Instead of getting mad, the Bigs seemed mildly amused, and some of them even laughed with enjoyment. There were no shocked gasps, no blushing faces or embarrassed reactions—just a bunch of amused chuckles and good-natured eye rolls. Even Master Derek merely raised an eyebrow, staring directly at his wife, shook his head and smiled.

The friends exchanged glances, their excitement dimming slightly. Alice shrugged, giving Jessica a wry smile. “Well, that didn’t go exactly as planned, huh?”

Sadie pouted. “They didn’t even get mad!”

Jessica felt her stomach sink. Her Daddies were right there, and now theyknewshe was involved. This was a huge mistake. She wasn’t prepared for what might come next. She wasn’t ready for the potential consequences, and worse, she hadn’t even thought to discuss this with her Daddies before jumping into it.

Sebastian’s hand squeezed her shoulder gently, his eyes on the stage. “Seems like you had some fun with the setup, huh?”

Jessica’s heart skipped a beat. “You’re not mad?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sebastian glanced down at her, and his expression softened. “Mad? No, sweetheart. You Littles are always going to cause mischief.” He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the top of her head. “We’re not going to get upset if no one got hurt and you didn’t put yourself in danger.”

Jessica exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, but the relief was short lived. Rowan on her other side, turned her gently to face him, his expression a bit more serious. “But we will talk about it later. Understood?”

Her heart thudded again, but she nodded, her voice caught in her throat. “Yes, Daddy.”

Forrest, the most level-headed, stepped in to soothe the tension. “We’ll talk about it,” he said, his tone calm and reassuring, “but there’s no reason to worry, babygirl. We’re just going to ensure everyone’s on the same page.”

The rest of the karaoke night played out without much fanfare. The Littles slowly lost interest in their prank as the Bigs took turns singing, seemingly unbothered by the auto-tuned mics. By the end of the night, Jessica found herself sitting between Rowan and Forrest, her nerves fluttering.

Sebastian returned from the stage after a surprisingly decent performance of an old jazz song and sat down beside her.

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