Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
He knew her better than she knew herself, darn him. He knew she was doing this not only to test him but because she was curious to see what it would be like to be punished in front of other people. This was the ideal situation because the only people who would witness her discipline were two women. There were no other men or Daddies in the house.
Leah rose and shuffled toward her lifemate, the Alpha Protector who had promised to cherish her for the rest of their lives. She’d also promised to obey him…
When she reached him, he took her hand and lead her to one side of his lap. “Why am I going to spank you, Little one?”
She swallowed. He wanted her to verbalize her crime? “Because I pushed you one more time when I knew the consequences.”
Suzette cleared her throat. “Maybe we should, uh…”
Elias didn’t glance toward the other two women as he spoke. “You’ll stay right where you are, Little one. Both of you. Leah needs to learn a lesson. She needs to know that I won’t go back on my threats and that I will indeed spank her in front of other people.”
Leah wondered if she was in over her head as he lifted her dress. “Hold your dress up. If you let it go, I will take it off. Do you doubt me?”
Leah shook her head. “No, Sir.” She definitely didn’t doubt him one bit, and she wasn’t interested in being completely naked. Having her bottom exposed was one thing. She would feel far more vulnerable if he removed her dress entirely.
Elias surprised her by pulling her panties down to her knees before lifting her over his lap. When he finally did grab her hips, she was panting. She felt confused by a combined sense of humiliation and arousal.
He settled her over his thighs, pushed her dress up higher, and made sure her panties were right at her knees. “Keep your legs parted so your panties don’t fall, naughty girl.”
She whimpered as she spread her thighs wider. Suzette and Jezebel were in front of Daddy, so they weren’t seeing her exposed sex directly, but she felt as if they might as well. She was wet.
Elias set his palm on the small of her back. “I’m going to spank you until I decide you’ve learned your lesson, and then you’re going to stand in the corner with your dress up and your panties down so everyone can see your naughty red bottom while you think about your choices.”
“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled. What have I gotten myself into?
The first swat was more of a warmup. So were the next several. But then her Daddy started spanking her in earnest, covering every inch of her bottom and the backs of her thighs all the way down to her knees.
Leah tried to focus on the burn instead of the need between her legs. She realized part of her punishment was going to be the arousal she was left with because he certainly wasn’t going to let her come. He’d made it clear that she would not be permitted an orgasm after a punishment. Besides, there was no way he would touch her pussy in front of other people. He might expose it, but he wouldn’t turn this into something sexual.
Leah went into her head. She was still aware that two people were watching her, and she felt kind of bad for putting them in this position. Maybe they didn’t want to watch someone get spanked.
Mostly she was absorbing the burn from every swat. Her Daddy was thorough. He didn’t miss a single millimeter of her skin. Plus his pressure was precisely what she needed.
It felt good. She’d had a very stressful few hours, and his palm was giving her some sort of release. In addition, every swat vibrated to her clit and caused her need to grow. It was madness feeling like this in front of people. She wondered if it would always be that way or if it was because their mating was so new.
When he finally stopped, she was panting and shaking. She wanted to squeeze her legs together. He set his hand on her inner thigh just above her knees to keep her from doing just that. He rubbed her skin without saying a word for long seconds before rolling her toward him, standing, and carrying her cradled body to the corner of the nursery.
He stood her on her unsteady feet, angled her toward the corner, and lifted her dress up. “Clasp your hands behind your back to keep your dress from falling. I want your bottom exposed. You’ll stand here until I tell you to move.”
“Yes, Sir.” Her bottom lip trembled as she absorbed this next phase of her punishment. This part was going to be no fun.