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Tessa winced, keeping one eye on the door and the other eye on the clock. She didn’t care so much about the spanking threat, but if they were loud after midnight, everyone would have to go home or to their own rooms and who knew when they’d get to have another sleepover.

“We don’t need half of those,” she muttered. “I am not putting a cum slut tattoo on my butt.”

“Awww why not?” Luna pretended to pout. “Can’t you just imagine your Daddies’ reaction?”

“I can. That’s why I don’t want it,” Tessa said with a glare.

“Add to cart!”

“Luna!” they all cried in unison. At least she wasn’t alone in her protest.

“Oh freaking relax!” Luna hollered. “We don’t hafta use those ones. But it was a whole package and I wanted the other ones. Chill out!” Her voice had risen to a yell.

Tessa heard it then, the tell-tale sound of footsteps in the hall. Jade hurried to switch the lamp off, and they all slithered deep into their sleeping bags, pulling the covers over their heads, even though they knew it was too late.

The light flicked on. “Girls,” Baze admonished sternly. “What did I say?”

Nobody spoke. Tessa held her breath, remaining perfectly still in her bed.

The floorboard creaked underneath his feet as he stepped further into the room. “I know you aren’t asleep.”

Tessa opened one eye just enough to peek around the room. All her friends were still pretending, like they actually thought it was gonna work.

“Luna,” Baze warned, clearing his throat. “I heard you hooting and hollering not two minutes ago. I know you are not asleep. Now sit up and march over here and get what you’ve got coming before you make it a lot worse for yourself.”

Silence. And then finally a loud sigh as Luna did what she was told. Grabbing the straight-backed chair from the desk, Baze dragged it to the center of the room, and sat down in it wearing only his blue flannel pajama bottoms.

“Hi, Daddy,” Luna squeaked when she got near.

“Hi yourself, little one.”

Knowing all their gooses were cooked, Tessa opened her eyes the rest of the way and snuck a peek at her House Daddy. Baze looked tired, and slightly annoyed but also amused. “What did I say, little one?”

“That you didn’t wanna hear us past eleven o’clock.”

“That’s right. I didn’t say that you had to go to sleep or that you couldn’t talk at all. Just that I better not hear you. And yet, the later it became, the louder you got.”

“Yes, Daddy.” Luna cast her gaze at the floor and blushed. Tessa didn’t blame her. Baze was a very effective lecturer.

“What did I say would happen if you woke me up?”

“Spankins.”

“That’s right. You’re each gonna get your bottom spanked. Every single one of you. And then you are going to bed with hot bottoms.”

Taking Luna’s hand in his he pulled her face first over his lap and suddenly the whole room sprang to life, each of them anxious to see what happened next.

Tessa herself was riveted. Baze generally had a pretty good sense of humor and he put up with their harmless pranks, but Tessa couldn’t anticipate his reaction.

As Luna’s nightgown came up, and her pull-up came down, Baze seemed to notice that his audience was on the edge of their seats.

He looked up and frowned, then looked down with a gasp. “What in the world is this?” he exclaimed.

He didn’t look mad as he poked at the ink with one finger.

“It’s a tattoo, Daddy!” Luna exclaimed. “Do you like it?”

Her whole bottom bounced as he poked it again. “As long as it’s fake, then I like it very much. It is fake, isn’t it?”