Bad Cupcakes (Little Cakes #20) Read Online Pepper North, Paige Michaels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic Tags Authors: , Series: Little Cakes Series by Pepper North
Series: Paige Michaels
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Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
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“Thinking of making one for us?” Callen asked. “It looks like this one is tiltable to several angles.”

“I wasn’t thinking about it, but it’s not that complex to create,” she answered, peeking up at him to judge his reaction.

“Let’s see the demonstration. I bet it would make spanking punishments interesting,” Callen said with a wink.

“That’s not funny, Daddy. I’m a good girl.”

“Even good girls need spankings,” a familiar voice commented from behind.

Jordi whirled to see Tarson standing behind her. The large man was familiar to her. He’d manned the door of Blaze every day. “Hi, Bear. Are you going to watch this demo, too?”

“I’m going to lead it. Daisy got stuck at work with a rush job for a wedding. Want to stand in for her?” he asked. “This will be very light demonstration of techniques.”

“Oh. I don’t know. My Daddy…” She looked back at Callen. He was the only one she’d ever felt comfortable in playing with.

“Could you coach me, Tarson, and I could be the one spanking this naughty girl?” Callen asked.

“Daddy! I am not naughty.” Jordi squelched her inclination to stomp a foot in protest.

“That would work perfectly, Callen,” Tarson agreed with a knowing wink at Jordi.

She didn’t try to debate anything with him. Just blew out a gust of air to signal how much she didn’t agree with Tarson’s obvious agreement with her Daddy. A swat on her bottom made her attitude disappear. Her Daddy’s hands were huge.

“Sorry,” she said, looking at Callen.

“Apology accepted. Tarson will find someone else if you’re not intrigued by experimenting with this,” her Daddy pointed out as he rubbed her back to soothe her.

Jordi looked at the St. Andrew’s cross. She did have a fluttery feeling in her tummy just imagining it. “I think I’d like to try it.”

“Perfect. I’ll make sure your Daddy rewards your bravery,” Tarson told her. “Stay right here. I’m going to welcome the group and introduce myself before we get started.”

“Hi, everyone! I’m Tarson. My submissive got tangled up at work and can’t be here so Jordi and Callen agreed to demo impact devices. Say hello to these two!”

Cheerful “Hello, Jordi” and “Hello, Callen” filled the air.

“Okay, first let’s talk about impact play safety.” Tarson ran over the body locations never to strike.

“Now with the safety considerations established, let’s have some fun. Here are some different implements you may wish to sample. Do you think you’d prefer thuddy or stingy sensations, Jordi?”

She shrugged her shoulders and confessed, “I have no idea. Thuddy would be like a paddle, right?”

“Very good. Here’s a leather paddle and a wooden one. Which one do you think you’d like more?” Tarson asked.

“Leather. It has to be softer than wood,” Jordi guessed.

“Let’s try them. Step up to the cross and align your hands and legs with the supports. We won’t restrain you as we experiment with different things,” Tarson assured Jordi.

Swallowing hard, she stepped forward and leaned against the spokes of the device. Jordi gripped the ends with her fingers as she tried to relax. She listened intently to Tarson.

“Jordi, does your Daddy have your permission to experiment with some toys with you? Do you remember your safe words?” Tarson asked to get her consent.

When she nodded instead of answering aloud, Callen prompted, “Use your words, Jordi.”

“Yes, I remember them. I give Daddy my permission. I want to see what they feel like,” Jordi answered honestly. She’d seen so many toys but had no idea what they felt like.

“Let’s play then. Callen, using the same light force, apply each of the two different paddles to Jordi’s bottom. Try a couple strokes with each one. See which one you like better, Jordi.”

Callen popped her lightly on the bottom with the wooden paddle.

“Oh!” Jordi gasped at the heat that built through her jeans as he used the first one.

“Here’s the second,” her Daddy warned her. He then used the leather paddle.

“What’s your favorite, Sunshine?” Callen asked.

“The second one. It was stingier—and the sound was great,” Jordi confessed.

“I liked that one, too,” Callen agreed. “It was the leather one.”

“How can you know what you like?” Tarson asked the crowd.

“By trying them all?” Aria guessed, speaking out from the crowd.

“Exactly. And trying different variations. Like watch this,” Tarson invited the audience.

He picked up a small wooden paddle and a large one. Moving where Jordi could see them easily, he asked, “Which one would you prefer your Daddy to experiment next with?"

"The little one," she said without hesitation.

"Callen, do the honors for us,” Tarson directed. “Stay at the same level of force.”

When her Daddy popped her with the small paddle, Jordi gasped and exclaimed, “Ouch!”

“Did I hurt you, Sunshine?” Callen asked quickly as he smoothed his hand over her bottom.

“I’m okay. I’m glad I had jeans on. It just surprised me. Why’d you hit me so hard?” she asked.


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