DELRICK POV

These past few months have been a blissful, sex and love filled few. We've gotten to know our perfect little girl to the highest degree.

Inside and out.

At least this is what we had thought up until this point.

Annalise has been feeling neglected, and it has just become quite apparent. Being her head dominant I've been thinking of any way to help her as soon as the realization came to me. We want the best for our little girl, complete and utter happiness. Meaning the last thing I or any of my brothers for that matter is for our precious girl to feel neglected.

So, Dominic, Dalton, and I have planned out a vacation. We will be taking time off of work seeing as it has been the main reason for her negative feelings. It's hard to simply take time off when you're the ruler of an entire kingdom, which is why this has been planned out accordingly.

We plan to take Annalise to Paris, a place that she'd always dreamt of going to. She confessed this to us in a rather short lived yet vigorous game of 21 questions. This game has a tendency to get a little heated at times, meaning conversation was not the main focus after about two or so rounds.

"Have all the bags been packed brother?" Dominic waltzes in and breaks the memories of a couple weeks back.

"They most certainly have been. Has Annalise been woken yet?" I turn from my desktop to face him.

His light smile at the mere mention of her name reaches his eyes which seem to catch a glimpse of a sparkle.

"Actually, she has not yet woken. I shall get right on that though." He tells me, happily obliged to gather our little girl and help her to get ready.

"That won't be necessary Dominic, I'm already headed that way." Dalton passes by giving a slight smirk at what he perceives to be a victory.

Dominic huffs and rolls his eyes in annoyance.

Childish little boys.

I chuckle at the low blow that my subconscious had uttered, though as of lately that blow had been filled with some accuracy.

Annalise really encouraged every one of us to be so much more relaxed, so much more carefree. She allowed us to feel something we hadn't truly felt in centuries.

Happiness.

"Oh cheer up Dominic. I'm sure you can manage to catch the little minx's attention by having the chefs prepare a fruit bowl of some sorts for her. She's surely to be hungry before we board the jet." I advised him.

He's quick to follow through with the suggestion as he makes his way to the kitchen.

What's taking Dalton so long?

A small kitten like yawn catches my attention. My eyes connected with Annalise's sleepy form. Her legs hang loosely around Dalton's strong waist, along with her arms that were around his neck. Her little doe eyes were attempting to flutter closed yet again, her head buried in his neck seemingly at peace.

She felt truly comfortable in her daddy's arms. Just as it should be.

Dalton rubs a hand over her small back soothingly, trying to coax her out of the sleepy trance she had seemed to be in.

In turn, she whines and burrows further into him. Her blonde curls that were secured in a delicate pink ribbon swayed at her shift of position.

"Annalise, you need to open your eyes darling." Dalton's voice always carries an underlying stern tone, but it's dialed way back as he speaks to her.

A pout adorns her face yet her eyes remained closed. She's still clad in her soft pink nightgown. I watch as it rises up her milky thighs at each stroke up and down her back.

I shake my head to myself and then decide it was time to take charge.

"Alright Dalton just carry her out to the car. She can have her breakfast once we board the jet." Dalton nods, and mutters something about her being such a spoiled little princess.

Though that's always what we've wanted. Of course a spoiled brat was out of the question, that's simply not tolerated. Though with that being said, we have always dreamt about spoiling our little girl to her every want and need.

Our goal was to have the world beneath her, and us ahead. She'd never yearn for anything, for it would be served to her upon a golden platter.

"I got the fruit!" Dominic comes rushing in excitedly, a look of triumph on his face as his eyes scan the room for Annalise.

I break the news that Dalton has taken her to the car and he scowls. I laugh and slap him on the back in a friendly manor telling him to get moving.

And with this, we make our descent to the packed car, heading to the private jet that was destined to Paris.

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"But daddy!" Annalise whines out, squirming to get off of my lap.

She had awoken quite fussy and grumpy. Part of it was from waking up early, part from the jitters of getting to go to Paris, and the other part was yet to be uncovered.

"Annalise daddy's done warning you. Sit down and eat your breakfast, enough is enough." I pinch the top of her thigh softly but firm enough to omit a small whimper of discomfort from her.

"Behave little girl." Dalton warns her as he catches her open her mouth, most likely to come back with a smart ass remark.

She lets out a groan as she shoves her body backwards into me, intentionally trying to cause me discomfort. Had I been a human it would've knocked the breath out of me.

"That's it." I pull her up and just as I'm about to deal with her Dominic steps in from the bathroom.

"Hey now, what's going on?" He notices Annalise's pouty, tired face and my purely frustrated one.

"She's acting like a brat Dominic." Dalton dismisses it, being fed up with it as well.

He's always been the most hot headed and I just knew the palm of his hand was itching.

"I am not! Daddy's being mean!" She yells out and successfully gets out of my arms.

I go to yank her back to me, but Dominic is quick to pull her into his own arms instead.

"Hush now little doll, no need to fret. Everyone's a little tired. So let daddy take you over there and we can play a little game and eat some breakfast. How does that sound?" Dominic being the peace negotiator he is persuades her.

Annalise nods and kisses his cheek in gratitude, skipping past me and grabbing her food as well as her phone, then skipping right back to him with her own little smirk of triumph.

She believed she was playing the system. Playing her daddy's. Though just because Dominic is more on the caring then strict side doesn't mean he won't punish her if he has enough too, so I don't worry one bit.

It is important that a little girl receives discipline as well as love. We will not have a brat.

I sit back down with a loud sigh and decide to rest my eyes for a bit. Though my plans change quickly after just a mere four minutes.

Annalise was throwing a fit, while Dominic was trying to calm her down. She wasn't having it, and was truly acting out of character as she threw the phone down in frustration.

All yells stop, and all three sets of eyes went to the sorry looking little girl who just realized what she had done.

Dalton says nothing as he goes and swiftly picks up our naughty girl, carrying her into the bedroom of the jet. We follow in suit as we watch him sit on the bed as he stands her onto her own two feet in front of him.

"You will receive five spankings from my hand, five from Dominic's hand, and then ten from Delrick. As these swats are delivered to you, you are to think about what you have done. Am I understood?" Daltons voice is nothing but firm and stern as he stares right at her.

Annalise's chin is taken in a gentle grip, his hand moves her head in a way that she's forced to make eye contact with him.

"I said, am I understood little girl?" Dalton repeats, his face showing just how serious he is.

"Y-yes sir." She whispers softly.

Dalton guides her over his knee, where he flips her pink night gown over her pert ass. All that's left to protect her ass from the blows were a thin pair of lavender panties.

His hand rubs her bottom once over before it lifts and then makes contact the first time. Annalise yelps in surprise and immediately reaches back to cover herself. Though it is of no use as Dalton simply grabs her hand and pins it to the small of her back, and then lifts his knee higher to elevate her body so that she's not touching the ground in any way.

He finishes off her spanking with the last four hard swats, leaving her bottom a glow like hue of pink. Annalise isn't crying at this point, but will surely start soon.

Dominic takes a seat on the bed and she's transferred quickly. He hooks his thumb into her panties and pulls them all the way off of her. He inspects the flesh on her ass before placing a tender kiss to each cheek.

"This is for your own good. Daddy loves you, but he won't have you acting like a brat." He tells her firmly and then starts.

He chooses to give his swats fast and hard, not prolonging anything. Annalise began crying as soon as they started, having no protection as she's spanked on her bare ass.

"D-daddy." She lets out a hiccup as the tears flow freely.

I fight the urge to pull her close to me, and I see the pained expression on Dominic's face. His hand rubs her bottom, hoping to alleviate some of the sting.

"Last few babygirl, take them well please." I tell her and take her over my own knee.

I trap her legs between mine and grab both of her hands, locking them to the small of her back with one of mine.

I unbutton the back of her night gown and watch as it slips off her body, leaving herself completely exposed. I spread her legs some so that I am able to have access to ever are, also maximizing the sting of the spanks as they will be the last.

My hand wastes no time in turning her bottom a bright red, spanning her inner thighs and cheeks as well. She's a sobbing mess at this point and after my ten I stop completely.

"It's over babygirl. You did so well for daddy's." I whisper in her ear and pick her up.

Dalton kisses her head lovingly and Dominic undoes the bed to tuck her in.

With this, we fall asleep cuddling a sorry and well-spanked little girl. Leaving her knowing that she is lover and cared for.

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