Page 37 of Stripping Little Seraphina
Daddy chuckled low beside me. “That would be correct. Sera’s learning to embrace her Little side.”
“Oh, a little mischief’s good for the soul,” Sadie said, her wink quick and conspiratorial. “Isn’t that right, Daddy?”
Master Derek’s arm tightened subtly around her shoulders. “Depends on who’s cleaning up afterward..”
Daddy grinned. “You’re just mad because she’s better at it than you ever were.”
That earned a rumbling laugh from Derek—deep, amused, and laced with something almost akin to fondness. “That’s fair. Lord knows I got into my fair share of trouble.”
“I remember hearing about it,” Daddy said.
Sadie gasped, turning toward him. “Maybe I should have another sleepover.”
Master Derek didn’t even blink. “Maybe you should, but then a bunch of Masters and Mistresses will have to wonder for weeks what you Littles are up to.” He paused. “Then again, the fun we’ll have while punishing all of you will make up for it. Go ahead, angel.” The glint in his eyes couldn’t be missed.
Something in the room shifted—lighter, warmer. The heaviness I’d been carrying eased.
“Don’t let him fool you,” Sadie said, settling back into her husband’s side. “He loves every Little and submissive on this Ranch like they’re his own. The scolding’s just how he says ‘I care’. Will you come to a sleepover?”
I turned toward Daddy. “Can I?”
She nodded. “I’ll make sure to have the belt ready for any shenanigans you’ll want to try afterward.”
My mouth went dry instantly. Would she? I squeezed my thighs, unable to help the jolt below.
“Mmm,” Master Derek said, pressing a kiss to Sadie’s temple. “You’d best hush before you get Seraphina in trouble, angel.”
Her giggle was soft, content. “She’s a big girl, Daddy. I’m sure she can handle a little trouble.”
Daddy looked down at me then, eyes twinkling. “You see why I haven’t had you playing with Sadie? She’s probably been too busy getting punishments.”
“I don’t think that’s why,” I teased.
Daddy laughed, a real one that made her whole body shake.
The lights dimmed fully then, signaling the movie’s start. Master Derek leaned over and whispered, “You startle during loud parts, you just say so, darlin’. We take care of our own here.”
I swallowed hard, warmth rising behind my eyes. “Yes, Sir.”
Daddy gave my hand a small squeeze, her voice low. “Did you know that sometimes Sadie is a Middle?”
I looked over at the two of them cuddled together and how happy they looked. So it was possible to have a forever with someone who understood those kinds of needs? I turned back to Daddy.
“No, I didn’t.” Immediately understanding why she mentioned it.
“See? You fit right in, babygirl.” She kissed my forehead and I cuddled closer.
I realized I wasn’t thinking about spirals or shame or anything else. Just this: her hand stroking mine beneath the blanket, her chest rising and falling beside me, her quiet laugh at the silly moments on the screen. About Master Derek and Sadie and how happy they looked.
I’d never felt more like I was exactly where I belonged.
Halfway through the movie, pizza was delivered to us, and I couldn’t help but squeal a little. The only thing that would have made this even more perfect was ice cream. And we got that before we left.
Chapter Fifteen
Vasiah
I laced my fingers through hers and led her across the property. Her hand was warm in mine, hesitant at first, but she didn’t pull away.
