Ethan toys with his pet, Lily in this week’s #SatSpanks

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“Is it so bad?” Ethan’s seductive voice washed over her. “Being my little pet?”

Lily gulped at the question. What the hell was she supposed to say to that?

“The truth, little one.” His reply was instantaneous. “That’s always what I want from you.”

She considered that, her mind recalling the rollercoaster of events they’d shared in the last few days. Lily supposed Ethan had always given her that much—he’d always been honest when she’d demanded it.

“It’s overwhelming,” she replied. “Sir.”

There she’d said it. And it was the truth.

Ethan nodded. “Of course.”

He sounded sincere enough. “But what else, little one? How does it make that gorgeous little pussy?”

Oh God.Lily’s eyes squeezed shut at his query. He was going to make her say it, again, wasn’t he?

Ethan’s laughter told her the answer.

Yes.

“Shall I see for myself?” His amused tone made Lily’s eyes fly open again, and all at once, he was right there with her, one of those large hands already reaching down between her legs.

Lily panted. “Please, sir.”

This was too much. More than she could bear. She should have just forced the words out when she had the chance, but it was too late now. Ethan’s fingers were already pressing through her soft nest of hair in pursuit of her desire, and Lily knew what he would find.

“Oh, Lily,” Ethan’s gaze widened as his fingers swept through her evident moisture. “You are so wet for me.”

It was bloody miserable to admit, but he was right. She was soaking. Lily could feel how wet she was.

Ethan shifted his position, coming to kneel beside her right hip. He dropped the end of her leash, using the hand to push back her hair. She was revealed to him now. All her humiliation, all her burning need—no doubt obvious from his close proximity.

“Don’t be ashamed,” he murmured, and as he spoke, his fingers pressed harder at her sex.

One digit stroked her swollen clitoris while the other pushed inside her wetness.

And fuck, it was so good.

“You have nothing to be ashamed about.”

Lily gulped at the certainty in his voice. She wished she could believe it, but it simply wasn’t true. She had every right to be ashamed, and it went much deeper than this act of debauchery. It resonated all the way to the core of their relationship. The way she had yielded to him; supported him and stood by him. Even when Lily had found out about the murders—even when she knew the truth. She’d still stayed silent.

She was complicit.

“Stop that.” His tone was harder now, matching the pace of his fingers.

Lily gasped. “I can’t.”

The sensation at her needy little nub was so good.

“It’s true, sir. I’m guilty, and now all of this—it’s too much.”

Her voice caught as Ethan slipped a second finger inside her pussy, his rocking palm slowly pushing her closer toward the hedonism she sought.

“You are not guilty,” he whispered into her right ear. “None of this is you, Lily. It’s all me.”

She shook her head, pulling in a deep breath. That just wasn’t true.

“I’m the killer,” he told her in a low tone. “And I brought you here by force, remember?”

“No,” Lily panted. “That’s not how it happened.”

“Oh, really?” Ethan’s hot breath tickled the side of her neck and all the while, his fingers continued their relentless rhythm. “Did I not bind your wrists and ankles for most of the journey?”

Lily glanced toward his face. He was so bloody handsome, and he had her now—in more ways than one.

Ethan’s free hand shifted, swatting her exposed behind hard. “Didn’t I, Lily?”

Oh, God, that feeling between her legs was building, and right on cue, Lily’s legs began to shake.

“Yes, sir.”

She barely even recognized her voice now.

“So, how can this have been you?”

Lily’s lips parted. “I…” she started, but the stimulation was too much, stealing whatever words were coming next.

“Answer me, Lily,” he growled. “I will take my belt to you if you defy me.”

Oh fuck no. Not the belt. Anything but that!

She was trying, wasn’t she? Couldn’t he see she was trying to answer?

“I should have run.” She was almost hyperventilating now, and each new breath seemed a struggle. “I should have reported you.”

Ethan pressed his lips into her nape, the sensation clouding her head further.

“You aren’t going to report me, little one,” he purred. “You were never going to report me, were you?”

Lily shook her head. She wasn’t sure how much longer her thighs could withstand the passion he was creating.

“What was that?” Ethan yanked the end of her leash, jerking her body toward him.

“No!” she gasped. “No, sir.”

“What you’re going to do is come for me, Lily.” His voice was as insistent as his fingers. “Isn’t that right?”

The pleasure was crescendoing, making it impossible to think.

“Yes!” Lily cried out. “Yes, sir.”

Ethan’s arm snaked around her, holding her steady as his fingers curled inside her. “Good little pet,” he cooed. “Do it then. Come for me now.”

 


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A day of pleasurable torture in this week’s #SatSpanks

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“Ethan!”

His name escaped her lips in a panic as she felt the final tug of the binds against the wood above her head, and a moment later his face came into view.

“Lily?”

His face was so calm and his expression so in control. It was as infuriating as it was sexy as hell.

“Please, sir, don’t leave me here!” she whimpered as he settled against the side of her body. “I’m sorry I abandoned you yesterday, but please don’t.”

A part of Lily hated how pathetic she sounded at that moment, but there was no choice—she had no choice—and if this was the only chance she had to plead, then plead she would.

“Little one,” he crooned, and he actually smiled as he gazed down at her, waves of his sumptuous dark hair falling between their faces. “I am not going to leave you. I am never going to leave you. Didn’t I tell you to stop worrying?”

She gasped at his words, her mind still racing despite his assurances.

“Now,” he purred, tracing a finger along her exposed midriff as he continued. “All you need to do is lie back and listen. Can you do that?”

Lily nodded, though if truth be told, she was more than a little distracted by the path of his finger, which was right at that moment circling one, and then the next breast with soft caresses that made her want to pant.

“Yes,” she whispered in reply. “Yes, I can, sir.”

“Good.”

He was gone then, rising to stand beside the bed before he strode to the end climbing back onto the covers between her naturally splayed legs.

“The rules for today are really simple, Lily,” he told her in a tone that made her hips roll forward. It was as though he had hypnotized her body somehow, and now it was obeying his orders, and not her own. “Your job is two-fold.”

Their gazes locked as he edged closer toward her sex, his knees nudging her legs even wider as he went.

“You will endure for me whatever I choose to bestow upon you.”

Ethan’s words echoed around the small master bedroom as though they were an edict from the gods, and in a way, they were. Ethan was the closest thing Lily was ever likely to get to a god, especially now that she was effectively harboring him from the law, and as she eyed him between her thighs, she was struck by just how powerful the man seemed. All of a sudden, it was far too easy to imagine him extinguishing the lives of all those women. The potent combination of his charm, looks, strong muscular body, and his ability to know what others were thinking would have meant that none of them even had a chance.

Ethan was a predator.

She could see that now. Maybe he was even the perfect predator…

“And the second part of your job.”

The steel in his voice shattered Lily’s thought process, and she locked eyes with him again as he delivered his final verdict.

“Do you want to know what it is, little Lily?” he goaded, pressing his palms down at either side of her chest, and lowering his sculpted body over her soft skin.

She gasped as their flesh made contact, arching her back and squeezing her eyes closed as a spike of pleasure whipped through her. “Yes,” she panted with obvious need. “Yes, sir.”

“The second part is that you do not, under any circumstances, have my permission to come.”

Lily blinked her eyes open at him, certain that she must have misheard the man.

“No,” he told her with a soft, taunting laugh. “You didn’t mishear, beautiful. That is your punishment. I am going to keep you on the edge all fucking day, and you’re not going to be allowed even an ounce of pleasure.”


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Lydia admits she has disobeyed in this week’s #SatSpanks

This week on #SatSpanks, we follow Lydia as she admits she had disobeyed Thomas and is going to get punished!  Due to the amazing demand, I have decided to extend the sale for Taming Lady Lydia

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“You can either be a good girl, behave and obey my requests…” He pauses, watching my responses carefully. “Or, my love… you can resist me, try me, and be soundly spanked for your trouble. Do you know which you have chosen tonight?”

I swallow at the question, my hips raising beneath our entwined bodies as though they choose to answer for me. “I have disobeyed you,” I whisper.

He smiles, his brow rising wryly at my comment. “Yes,” he agrees, kissing me chastely on the lips. “And so you will be spanked.”

“I am sorry, Thomas,” I whimper, not really sure if I am truly sorry, or whether I just enjoy playing the heroine to his bondage scene.

He is already moving down my body as he replies. “Thank you, my love,” he replies, and there is genuine warmth in his tone. “But you know the rules. You are to be punished and then you will be pleasured.”


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Lydia gets spanked for her disrespectfulness in this week’s #SatSpanks

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The depth of the authority in his voice stirs me, sending energy coursing around my body. It pools at the apex of my legs, causing delicious tingles there. “I am sorry to have pressed the point,” I say, and I mean it, although I cannot help but wonder if it is his discipline which I really crave and have missed this last week.

I swear he senses the answer as he reaches for me. He sinks the fingers of his right hand into my hair and draws my body toward him. “Lydia,” he says, his voice almost a low growl. “Are you being intentionally disrespectful, I wonder?”

A silent gasp leaves my mouth as I look upon him.

“Oh, so you are…” he says with a knowing smile. “That is what this is about…”

I flush, knowing that there is little point denying what we both already know to be true. I glance up to him, my eyes imploring the messages I long to say. He pulls me closer, pressing my head against his warm chest. “Have you missed me, my love?” His voice is a deep murmur into my right ear.

“Yes…” I just about manage.

“And so you have chosen to be intentionally disobedient, to garner my attention?”

I shift my head, looking wildly into his face. “It is not my intention, My Lord,” I whimper.

“Oh, really, little one?” he asks, as that brow arches once again. “I think that is an untruth. I think you did intend to disobey me, and I think you did so because you have missed my discipline. Am I correct?”

I am trembling as I reply, utterly startled by his ability to read me. “Perhaps, yes, My Lord, but I did not want for you to be angry with me.”

He smiles. “Lydia,” he coos. “I am not angry. But you and I both know what happens to naughty, disobedient young ladies, don’t we?”

My mouth parts reflexively. “Will you spank me?” I whimper.

“Yes,” he says, pulling me toward him as he reseats himself. “I realise that I have been remiss in my duties to you, and for that I apologise. I intend to make amends right this moment.”

In an instant he pulls me forward and down toward his lap. “But, My Lord!” I exclaim as I lurch headfirst over his breeches. “Not here, Thomas! What if somebody finds us?”

“We have had this conversation, Lydia,” he says firmly as he hoists me into position, “and I have assured you that I will spank you either with, or without, an audience.”

I gasp, feeling the skirts of my gown, petticoat, and stays dragged up my back, leaving my behind exposed and vulnerable. Almost immediately, his hand lands against my bare skin, the sound resonating around the study. I squeeze my eyes shut, stunned by the escalation of events. I pray silently that none of the staff will hear us and enter the room unexpectedly.

A further four swats are landed on my bottom, and they are hard and intense spanks. I am forced to bear each one, feeling the sting and then warmth they leave after his palm has left. From this angle behind his desk I can see very little, except for the expensive rug at my fingertips.

As the next strike lands, I hear Thomas’ voice from over my head. “Why are you being spanked, Lydia?” he asks.

I notice his voice is calm, but there is just the slight edge of arousal laced there.

“I was disobedient, My Lord,” I reply, my own voice trembling as I do.

“Yes,” he agrees, swatting me hard on the rear again. “You disobeyed me in order to get the attention you require, instead of coming to me and telling me about your needs.”

His hand lands on my behind again. “And for that reason, little one,” he says firmly, “you will receive a sound spanking on your bare bottom, and you will thank me for it.”

I whimper as the next strike lands, catching the pulsating need between my legs. “Yes, My Lord,” I moan from over his lap. “Thank you.”

Five swats land quickly, and instinctively I mean to get up, arching my back as I try to move.

His hand holds me down decisively. “You will stay over my lap, Lydia,” he calls out, and I flinch at the volume, hoping that nobody else will hear him. “You need this punishment, do you not?”

“Yes,” I whine, wincing as the next spank lands.

“Yes, you do,” he says, reaffirming my own thoughts. “So just take it, little one.”

I swallow hard, loathing the way he calls me his little one as he spanks me. The label, of course, helps to reinforce my subservience to him. The onslaught continues, and the stinging sensation is intense. He pushes me on, the utter indignation of the punishment both riling and arousing me. At some point I lose count of the swats, feeling the tension between my legs growing and building. I know I am wet, and I long secretly for Thomas to explore me there.

His palm eventually pauses, pressing itself against the warmth of my bare bottom. “How do you feel now, my love?” His voice is filled with passion.

“Thank you for my spanking, Thomas,” I murmur, unsure what else to say.

I hear him laugh, and slowly, teasingly, his fingers dip between my hot cheeks.

“Well done, my love,” he soothes, as one and then two digits slip against my wetness.

I mewl and groan, loving the intensity of his touch already.

“So wet and beautiful,” he whispers adoringly. “I yearn for our wedding night, Lydia, when I can finally possess you as a man should claim his wife.”


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Lily admits she needs regular spankings in this week’s #SatSpanks

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She was bent over the arm of his leather couch a few moments later, her glorious breasts dangling tantalizing close to his left hand, and her arms trapped by the confines of her dress. Ethan sat watching her trembling body for a moment, before he yanked up the end of her dress, exposing her little white panties. He eased them down to her thighs, ignoring the excited little grunts she issued.

“You need to be spanked?” His question echoed around the room. “Is that right?”

Lily gasped, and he watched as she licked her lips before she continued. “Yes, sir,” she conceded. “Yes, please.”

The sound of her words made him heady, and his palm rose in excitement, crashing back down over her upturned cheeks. Ethan watched with satisfaction as the reverberations of the strike rippled down her thighs, and then he swatted her again—harder.

“Oh!” she panted.

“What was that?” he barked, getting into the swing of his pace as he spanked her over and over again.

“Thank you, sir,” she panted, and even though there was a trace of some pain in her tone, Ethan could tell she was enjoying it.

He paused, sweeping one digit down the soft hairs that covered her pussy and along her seam. Lily was already soaking with obvious desire—a fact that made his erection thicken beyond reason.

“Do you need to be spanked regularly now, Lily?”

Ethan’s tone was demanding, but he was genuinely interested to hear her answer. Lily seemed so receptive to the sting of his palm, and as he gazed down at the reddening skin of her exposed arse, he could barely believe how lucky he was. No wonder he didn’t just want to cut her down in her prime like so many others—Lily was one to consider keeping.

“Yes,” she moaned, and he watched as she bit her lip as the next swat landed. “Yes, I think so, sir.”

“And what about fucking?” he growled, ensuring he peppered her sitting spots with hard, intense spanks as the question resonated. “Are you going to need to be fucked regularly, too?”

She was definitely panting now, her body squirming over him as she tried to absorb everything he had to offer. His free hand shifted to her luscious breast, trapping the nearest nipple between his thumb and finger and massaging it until Lily groaned.

“Yes!” she squeaked. “I hope so, sir!”

Fuck, he closed his eyes as the myriad of hot sensations washed over him. He hoped so, too.

“Wiggle those panties off,” he ordered. “And spread your legs.”

Ethan reached under her body as she complied, grasping her other nipple just as Lily’s stance widened. His spanking hand shifted at once, the fingertips caressing the underside of her pussy and massaging her excited little clit for a moment before he once again lifted his palm and brought it crashing down. This time, he caught her sex intentionally, watching her face as a guttural groan left Lily’s lips.

“Do you remember who owns this pussy?” he snarled as he spanked her wonderful little cunt again.

Fuck, Ethan couldn’t wait to have it.

“You,” she croaked, rocking her hips back in search of his palm once more. “You do, Ethan.”

“You’ve got it, beautiful,” he told her in an approving tone. “And soon you are going to get it, but first I want you to have your pleasure again. Grind yourself against the arm of my chair. Go on, show me what a dirty little thing you can be.”

“Oh God,” she mewled, her mind apparently prepared to protest the point, but it was futile. Lily’s body was already doing what he’d commanded and was writhing like a serpent over the leather, jumping to the strike of his hands as he delivered them.

She was mesmerizing to watch, her upturned arse reddening under his hard strikes, and all the while her hips gyrated, taking Lily closer and closer toward the hedonism she sought. Ethan pinched her nipple, eliciting a cry from her lips, but it was soon replaced by an erotic moan as he slid a finger into her wetness.

“Come for me,” he commanded. “Come for me now, little flower.”

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A spanking good time in this week’s #SatSpanks

For this week’s #SatSpanks, I am bringing to you a sexy spanking scene from my new release, Flawed! This book will be out on May 7th! Pre-order here today!

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He lifted his hand, bringing it crashing back down over her covered behind, and he watched with satisfaction as her lips parted.

Holy fuck.

“Why are you being spanked, Lily?” he asked her as he delivered another three swats in fast succession.

She gasped, her eyes blinking wildly as she replied. “You… you want me to answer?”

Ethan chuckled lightly. She was so fucking adorable. “Yes, beautiful Lily,” he told her. “I want you to bloom for me, to come alive under the weight of my palm. And for that, you must answer.”

He heard the gasp of air Lily pulled in between her teeth. “I wanted it,” she responded, and Ethan could hear the trace of irony and disbelief in her tone at the admission. “I wanted you to spank me.”

Lily was right. She had wanted this, and as he spanked her over and over, he wondered whether or not she was regretting that choice now. He hoped not, and as he glanced down at her face he couldn’t see any fear in her eyes. There was some shock, and perhaps even concern, but not fear.

And Ethan knew what fear looked like better than most.

There was definitely no terror in his little flower, but there was the genesis of something else—the dark promise of her dilating pupils and her splaying knees beneath her virginal gown. There was the tantalizing prospect of her arousal.

“That’s right,” he crooned from over her bent body. “You did want it, little Lily, and I believe you need it, too. I think you’re the kind of woman who would benefit from a spanking most days.”

His right palm connected with the sitting spot of one and then the other pert cheek of Lily’s behind. “What do you think, young lady?”

Her lips parted again at his query, and he could see just by looking on her face how much she both loved and hated being labelled that way. No doubt she found the name denigrating in some way, but that was alright. Ethan could tell how much her body wanted to be treated that way—her desire to yield and her fast, panting breaths were evidence enough of that—but he also knew something else, something Lily didn’t know yet. Ethan wanted to denigrate her. He wanted to push her right down into the depths, if for no other reason, so that he could be the one to make her soar again.

“Yes,” she rasped, gyrating her body over his lap although he had never commanded her hips to move. It was hypnotizing to witness. “Yes, I do.”

“I know you do, beautiful,” he confirmed as he rained down a fresh torrent of smacks on her upturned bottom. “But you don’t have to worry. I’m here now, and I can help you scratch that little itch.”

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A special surprise in this #SatSpanks!

In this #SatSpanks edition, I’m thrilled to share an excerpt of my new book, Flawed. This is a prequel to the hugely successful, Taken, Tamed and Entwined, so get ready for more Dark Necessities. 🙂 It’s with my editor right now—and I can’t wait to get it out there to your kindles! Read the sexy snippet, then add it to your TBR now…

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He lifted his hand, bringing it crashing back down over her covered behind, and he watched with satisfaction as her lips parted.

Holy fuck.

“Why are you being spanked, Lily?” he asked her as he delivered another three swats in fast succession.

She gasped, her eyes blinking wildly as she replied. “You… you want me to answer?”

Ethan chuckled lightly. She was so fucking adorable. “Yes beautiful Lily,” he told her. “I want you to bloom for me; to come alive under the weight of my palm. And for that, you must answer.”

He heard the gasp of air Lily pulled in between her teeth. “I wanted it,” she responded, and Ethan could hear the trace of irony and disbelief in her tone at the admission. “I wanted to you to spank me.”

Lily was right. She had wanted this, and as he spanked her over and over, he wondered whether or not she was regretting that choice now. He hoped not, and as he glanced down at her face he couldn’t see any fear in her eyes. There was some shock, and perhaps even concern, but not fear.

And Ethan knew what fear looked like better than most.

There was definitely no terror in his little flower, but there was the genesis of something else—the dark promise of her dilating pupils and her splaying knees beneath her virginal dress. There was the tantalizing prospect of her arousal.

“That’s right,” he crooned from over her bent body. “You did want it, little Lily, and I believe you need it, too. I think you’re the kind of woman who would benefit from a spanking most days.”

His right palm connected with the sitting spot of one and then the other pert cheek of Lily’s behind. “What do you think, young lady?”

Her lips parted again at his query, and he could see just by looking on her face how much she both loved and hated being labelled that way. No doubt she found the name denigrating in some way, but that was alright. Ethan could tell how much her body wanted to be treated that way—her desire to yield and her fast, panting breaths were evidence enough of that—but he also knew something else; something Lily didn’t know yet. Ethan wanted to denigrate her. He wanted to push her right down into the depths, if for no other reason, so that he could be the one to make her soar again.

“Yes,” she rasped, gyrating her body over his lap although he had never commanded her hips to move. It was hypnotizing to witness. “Yes, I do.”

“I know you do, beautiful,” he confirmed as he rained down a fresh torrent of smacks to her upturned bottom. “But you don’t have to worry. I’m here now, and I can help you scratch that little itch.”


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Goldie makes a discovery in this weeks #SatSpanks

In this weeks #SatSpanks edition, Goldie wrestles with the idea maybe she actually wants to be spanked!?

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“You don’t have to be alone,” I begin, raising my hand slowly to stroke the soft strands of fair hair from her face. I pause, absorbing its rich honey tones, and wondering at how beautiful she is.

“What will you do to me?” she asks, her eyes loaded with sin, as though she is at this moment considering all of the debauch options.

“What would you like me to do?” I reply, deliberately throwing her one of my most devastating glances.

Her lips part at my question, and I swear I can hear the pounding of her heart. “I don’t think I’ve ever been with someone so…” She pauses, eyeing me up and down again before she continues. “Big before?”

This time I have no choice, and I laugh gently at the thought. “Do you think you can handle me?” I say, deliberately wishing to provoke her.

Her right eyebrow raises for the briefest second, and I know she has taken my bait. “Of course, I can handle you,” she says flatly.

“So then,” I answer her with a chuckle. “You have nothing to be worried about.”

“Hmmm,” she replies, “not unless you…” Her voice dries midsentence, and something about the resonance makes my cock throb painfully at my waistband.

“Not unless what?” I murmur, pressing myself against her sweet body.

An unconscious groan leaves her lips as she feels, apparently for the first time, just how keen I am to keep her company on this stormy night. “Logan,” she breathes, her gaze coming to rest upon my own once again.

“Not unless what, Goldie?” I repeat, allowing my exasperation to show just a little in my voice.

She stills, acknowledging the tone. “Not unless you spank me again,” she whispers, her dilating pupils evident even in this light.

I watch her with interest. What an intriguing young thing you are, I think. The one thing that you protested so vehemently, now appears to be the one thing on your mind…

“If you behave, then you won’t need to be spanked again,” I say, maintaining eye contact with her as I speak.

Her cheeks flush, although I can’t tell if it’s with arousal or an evocative blend of her excitement laced with the obvious fear she feels. She swallows, evidently trying to play it cool. “But what if I want to be spanked again?”

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See Lilly’s first time in this #SatSpanks

Take a peek at this little something I am working on. Right now, it’s a surprise, but I can confirm this will be another Dark Necessities novel, and I am having a whole load of fun with these characters! See what happens when Ethan helps Lilly experience her first time in this #SatSpanks.

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Without waiting for a response, Ethan’s attention shifted, and he used his right hand to yank her white skirt up until the fabric pooled at her delicious hips. He was afforded the most scintillating view he’d had in waking hours, with Lilly’s long pale legs kneeling over him, topped by the most adorable set of white, cotton knickers. His cock roused again at the sight of her. Shit, the things he wanted to do this woman, and for a second, Ethan had to pause and catch his breath.

“Now, just relax down over me, little Lilly.” He used the same hand to press down gently on her lower back, helping to persuade the woman into position. Once she there, Lilly seemed to relax just a little, her face pressing into the leather, and her arms flung out in front of her.

Instinctively, Ethan wanted to command Lilly to shift her face and look in his direction, but he didn’t. Not yet. Let her have her privacy for now if it helped. This was all new for Lilly, and Ethan could only imagine at how she was processing all the associated emotional responses. Of course, he could have closed his eyes and reached into her mind to find out precisely how she was dealing with them, but once again, Ethan chose not to. He wanted to enjoy the spanking without the interruptions of Lilly’s thoughts.
His left hand rose to Lilly’s upper back, and he rested it between her shoulder blades. There was no force in the act, but he hoped it would be enough to send the message he wanted to convey. Lilly didn’t get to move now. Lilly got to stay in place and take what was coming to her.

Taking a deep breath, Ethan steeled himself. This was it. The moment he’d dreamed about for fuck knows how many months. The moment he finally got to spank her, and now he just had to make it count. He raised his hand and brought his large palm crashing back down on top of her cotton under wear. As his skin connected with the material, Ethan’s arousal soared, the sound of the impact doing nothing to quell his fervor. There was something so God damn kinky about those knickers–they were so pure and innocent—so totally Lilly, and yet utterly in contrast to him, and the things he had in mind. Ethan had spanked women in various states of undress over the years, but never in his life had he taken a woman over his knee in such virginal panties.

But then, Lilly was a virgin, he reminded himself. He’d do well to remember that fact.


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Connor swatted her again, pausing to admire the way the impact passed over her cheeks. “Do you need this spanking, kitten?” he demanded, noticing his voice had fallen to little more than a growl.

He didn’t know why he asked, having already determined for himself that the answer was yes, but somehow, there was always something so bloody satisfying about hearing it from Molly’s lips.

“Yes, Master,” she breathed as he landed a fourth strike, followed by another three in fast succession. “Yes, I need it.”

“Yes. You. Do.” Connor agreed, accentuating each word with a new swat. “Just think about how many months you’ve gone without my discipline.”

Connor landed another hard spank, conscious of his cock throbbing gloriously at the groan that left his kitten’s lips. “How many spankings have you needed?” he asked her. “How many have you missed?”

“Too many, Master,” she panted as he continued, spanking her gorgeous backside time and time again as if to reinforce the point.

“Yes, too many,” he agreed. “I know you, kitten, and naughty little pets like you need regular spankings to keep them in their place.”

He paused, watching as her hips rose of their own accord. It was as though Molly’s body was actually looking for his palm. “Don’t they?” he demanded.

“Yes!” She was almost screeching now, though Connor didn’t think he’d been very hard on her so far. Allowing his gaze to drink in the length of her body, he concluded with a wry smile that his pet’s desperation was more to do with her burgeoning arousal, than her pain threshold. He knew from experience that she was well-equipped to deal with a lot of pain. “Yes, Master. They do. I do!”

“Yes,” he agreed again, and as he spoke, Connor shifted his palm and aimed his next strike directly at her pussy.

Molly yelped at the new strike, but the sound morphed quickly into something of a moan.

“You like that, kitten,” he mused mockingly. “Don’t you?”

Her wide-kneed stance made it easy to access her wet seam, and even the swat he’d just delivered hadn’t made her legs close.

“Yes, Master,” she admitted, her voice a strangled sound which conveyed her very obvious misery on the subject.

“Tell me, then,” he commanded as he smacked the area again. “Tell your Master what you like, you naughty little pet.”

Molly moaned at the instruction, her hips grinding against his legs as he gave the order. Her body language was more than clear; Molly wanted more. Much, much more.

“I like it when you spank my pussy, Master,” she panted, pushing her face into the fabric of the cushion as she made the concession.

Connor smiled to himself. That wasn’t a bad first effort, but she’d have to do much better than that if she wanted her pleasure.


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