It’s the weekend, and you know what that means? Get ready for your weekly dose of spanking from Felicity! 😉
This week’s snippet comes from a brand new WIP, and I’d love your feedback on the beginning of this punishment scene…
“Madelaine.” His voice is stern, and it makes me move, my feet jumping into action, as I stumble towards him. “Shirt off,” he commands as I approach. “I don’t mind you wearing my clothes, in fact, I kinda like it, but this spanking is about reminding you of your place.”
“And that means I have to be naked?” I whisper, risking his wrath at my impertinence, as my fingers begin work on the buttons of the shirt.
Jack’s brow arches again, and he inhales as though he’s considering my query. “It means,” he says, his voice slow and steady as he replies. “That you will be whatever I ask you to be. Women on Ultruon will need to be compliant to their men, and anyway, Madelaine, you forget one important factor.” He closes the distance between us again, helping to strip my body of his cream shirt.
“What’s that, sir?” I murmur, gasping from his sudden proximity.
He smiles. “I know how much you enjoy this…”
I draw in a deep breath, allowing the idea to wash over me. Nothing makes me feel more nude, more vulnerable, and more damn sexy than being naked in front of him, when he stands fully dressed, and so damn smart before me.
“You may not recall all of the Q and A’s we had, Madelaine,” he continues, lifting one finger to trail the digit casually down my left arm. I shiver at the contact, my nipples hardening into stiff buds. “But we had a lot of them, and in those sessions, you divulged a lot of deeply personal things about yourself to me.”
Swallowing hard, I gaze up into his alluring eyes. “I did?” I murmur, barely recognising the sound of my own voice.
Jack smiles down at me. He’s so close now that I can feel the heat of his breath against my face. “Yes, you did,” he tells me. “Not at first of course. At first you were restrained, holding yourself back from me, but after a while you started to open up. You told me how much you desired to be taken in hand by a strong man. You told me how many nights you’d fantasized about being held to account for your actions, and spanked by a man who cared for you.”
Oh. My. I swear I don’t take a breath as he speaks, my eyes widening with his every word.
“Do you remember, Madelaine?”
My mouth opens and I gasp. “Yes, I think I do, sir,” I reply, my mind trying to flit between the memories and the hot analogy Jack’s painting with his words.
“And then I took you into the red room, and I bound you, and spanked you for the very first time.” He pauses, those dark pupils dilating as the recollection fills his mind. “Madelaine, you were so fucking wet for me. My discipline made you wild with desire.”
I squirm where I stand, shifting my weight from one hip to the other. “I know,” I whisper, “it still does.”
His lips twitch at my admission, and the hand at my arm rises to my chin. He holds it in place, lifting my face to meet his eye again. “Then be a good girl, and submit to your punishment,” he purrs. “It’s what you deserve, and…” He hesitates, his face leaning in so that our lips graze. “We both know how much you want it.”
He is gone in a second, his body moving back towards the recliner before he seats himself in place. Tapping his lap, he gazes up at me. “Are you ready?”
I’m not sure if I’m breathing, but I know my feet are move, and I shuffle to the side of where he sits, lining my body up alongside his knees. The look of Jack’s lap looks so daunting from here, and all of a sudden, I wonder if I can really do this. “What will you do to me, sir?” I ask, trying to sound respectful as my voice waivers.
Jack looks at my face, his expression calm. “I already told you,” he answers. “You’ll be spanked hard for your disobedience, but I’ll only use my palm. I might hurt you, Madelaine, but I’ll never cause you harm.”
I gulp at that, nodding my understanding. “Yes, sir.”
“Now, quit stalling, and get down here.”
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