Daddy is always right. #SatSpanks

This week on #SatSpanks, there is an excerpt from my brand new bestseller, Daddy’s Little Captive.

This is the first book in this series and it has already reached #1 Best Seller on Amazon. If you haven’t purchased it yet, what are you waiting on?? Grab it today!

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Jared collected the paddle he’d bought especially for Sophie. It was long, relatively wide and pink—just like every other acquisition he had made. He’d not intended to use it to spank Sophie tonight, but after her recent errors, he’d found reason to call upon the new purchase. Running the smooth surface over his palm, he determined to use the thing for the twenty additional strikes she’d earned. He closed the drawer and turned back to the woman in the corner. She was agitated again, her breaths coming in short, fast pants as her fingers splayed behind her back. Jared smiled at the sight of her, taking in the look of her wonky pigtails. He’d have to get better at arranging her hair, but Jared guessed there would be time for that.

Settling on the edge of her bed, Jared placed the paddle on the covers. He would start with his palm—like he’d planned. He’d always loved spanking women, but Sophie promised to be the best yet.

“Turn around and get over here.”

He kept his tone low and firm and she shifted on shaky legs, following his beckoning finger. Jared wasn’t angry with Sophie, in fact, at this point he was barely even irritated. He meant to teach her a lesson with the penance, but more than that, he intended to enjoy every second of punishing her peachy arse. She came to stand in front of him, her gaze low as she waited for his next instruction. Jared wasn’t sure he’d ever seen Sophie so obedient before.

And he liked it.

“What are you here for, little girl?” he demanded.

Jared hoped he wasn’t going to get some smart-arse response. Based on her evident anxiety and contrition, he doubted it, but still, he could never be sure. His experience had taught him that women reacted to this moment in different ways.

“To be spanked, Daddy.” Sophie’s voice was barely even audible.

“What was that?”

She jumped at his tone, her breasts bouncing beautifully in front of him.

“To be spanked,” she repeated, lifting her chin to risk a glance at him for the first time since she’d been summoned.

“That’s right,” he confirmed. “And why are you going to be spanked, Sophie?”

Sophie bit her lip, her eyes conveying an imploring message.

Please, don’t make me say it.

But her plea was futile, and she knew it.

Her lips parted. “Because I lied to you, Daddy.”

She sounded genuinely ashamed as she was made to admit her sins, his cock swelling at her tone.

“And what else?”

Sophie panted. “I tried to run.”

“You did run,” he corrected her.

She nodded miserably. “Yes, Daddy.”

“And why will you be receiving twenty extra swats with this?” His hand shifted to the waiting paddle.

Sophie’s eyes were as wide as saucers as she took in the sight of it. Her breathing was erratic, and it looked like she was struggling to find any composure. “Because I said I was big,” she gasped. “And I didn’t do what you asked of me.”

She finally tore her gaze from the paddle. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

Jared pressed his lips into a hard line, trying to resist the urge to grin at her wonderful admission. She was sorry—or she thought she was. But soon, Sophie would know what it truly meant to be sorry.

Reaching forward, he took hold of her hand. “I’m crazy about you, Sophie. That’s why I went to so much trouble to have you here.”

He paused, eyeing her responses carefully. “But I will punish you each time you disobey me.”

Sophie nodded again, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Were my requests so daunting?” he asked in a softer tone. “I merely wanted the truth and for you to do as you’ve been told.”

She sighed, a solitary tear sliding down her face. “No, Daddy.”

“And I will not accept you putting yourself down, little girl. That’s not what you’re here for.”

Sophie fluttered her lashes as though she didn’t know what to say.

“But most disappointingly, you chose to run from me.” He squeezed her palm. “After I’d given you so much pleasure. That hurts.”

Jared pinioned her with an intense stare. Naturally, he understood why Sophie had tried to flee, but that wasn’t the point. He was going to make sure she never contemplated it again.

“I-I don’t know what else to say,” she stammered. “Apart from I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing you can say,” he concurred. “But you can get over my lap and take your spanking like my good girl.”

Jared felt the tremble that reverberated through her body.

“Yes, Daddy,” she replied wearily. “I’ll try.”

He yanked her to his right side, edging forward on the bed so Sophie would have ample room to hang limp over his lap. “I’m not going to go easy on you,” he promised as he hauled her downwards. “You deserve this, little girl.”

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Author: felicitybrandonwrites

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2 thoughts on “Daddy is always right. #SatSpanks”

  1. Wow! Sounds like he’s had a lot of practice, but that he truly cares for Sophie even if he has a slightly sadistic side to his nature. Dark age play. Interesting combination. I may need to check this one out. I’ve so many in my reading list right now, that even if I did nothing else but read 24/7, it would take me years to finish. And now I’ll have one more to add to my list.

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