Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
He thought about that for a moment. “Point taken.” Then he got to his feet and started searching the room.
Huh.
He was actually taking her seriously. She hadn’t really expected that. But she did appreciate it.
Fifteen minutes later, they’d searched the room and were back in their previous positions.
This time, when he reached for the top of her pants, she didn’t stop him.
She had nothing. She was out of excuses.
Darn it.
He pulled her pants and panties right down to the bottom of her feet. “Step out.”
“Are you sure the door is locked?” she asked worriedly.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
“You’re sure you’re sure?”
“I am,” he reassured her. Then he helped guide her over his lap.
Okay.
So this was happening.
It felt different than it had earlier or with Alexei. Of course, those had just been a few spanks.
They hadn’t really hurt.
But Salem didn’t rush. He took his time. He positioned her how he wanted, then rubbed her butt.
“Such a gorgeous bottom,” he told her.
She started to relax bit by bit.
And that’s when he smacked his hand down on her bottom.
He’d tricked her!
Got her all relaxed and happy, then bam!
“Ouch, Daddy!” she cried. “That hurt!”
It hadn’t really, but she figured she should protest. That was what he’d be expecting and it might get him to stop early.
Maybe.
“It’s meant to hurt, Little one. That’s the idea.”
“Well, the idea sucks!” she complained.
“Poor baby,” he crooned.
And then he hit her again!
That really wasn’t nice. She started to wiggle, seeing if there was a way she could get free. But he pressed her down against him, his hand heavy and firm on her lower back as he smacked her again and again.
“Daddy, stop!”
“Not yet, Little one. The only way I stop is when I’m ready to stop or if you say your safeword. Are you saying your safeword?”
Pfft. Say her safeword over a small spanking?
She didn’t think so.
“I don’t need to say my safeword, Daddy.”
“Good girl. You’re being so brave. I’m so proud of you.”
Seemed a bit silly to be proud of how well she was taking her spanking.
But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the way that her body warmed from the inside out.
She liked being praised.
Who knew? Not her.
But it wasn’t like she’d ever really been praised before so how would she have known?
The spanking continued for far longer than she’d thought it would. By the end of it, she was kicking her feet and letting out small cries. There were no tears. But she couldn’t remember the last time she’d cried.
A long, long time ago.
And she wouldn’t be crying today. But she kind of wished that she could because she thought that it might offer some more release.
However, something inside her did feel lighter as he lifted her and settled her on his lap. She was facing him, her legs spread over his lap.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face into his chest as he rubbed her back.
She felt strange. Almost vulnerable. As though she wasn’t quite settled into her own skin.
This was silly.
It was just a spanking.
Tamsyn couldn’t figure out why she felt this way. She’d gone through far worse and not been affected like this.
But it wasn’t about the pain. It wasn’t really about the spanking exactly. She could have gotten free at any time. She’d chosen to stay over his lap and be spanked.
Because she trusted him?
It was a scary thought.
Maybe that was why she felt so vulnerable. Because she’d completely trusted him to take care of her and he’d kind of stripped her bare.
“Little one? Come back to me now. It’s all done. It’s all over now and I need you back here with me.”
She shuddered. She wanted to go back to him.
His hand wrapped around the back of her neck, squeezing firmly.
“Come here. Come to me. Right now. Breathe. In. Out. And again. Back to me.”
The sternness of his voice and the firm hold he had on her helped her take a deep breath and come back into her body. She pulled herself together.
Really. This was ridiculous.
“Sorry,” she muttered, completely embarrassed.
“You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” he told her firmly. He moved his free hand up and down her back.
The gentle way he massaged her was in contrast to the firm hold he had on the back of her neck.
And for some reason, it totally soothed her. It was like he was holding her together, pushing her down against him. But at the same time showing her a softness that she needed.
“That’s it. Good girl,” he murmured. “Just relax into me. You were such a good girl for me. You behaved so beautifully. I’m so proud of you.”
Dear Lord.
Those words just seemed to wrap around her and give her a giant hug.
What should she do now, though? Should she move? Probably. Tamsyn doubted that he wanted to sit here all day with a half-naked woman on his lap.