“Pleeease, sir,” I began.
His hand landed hard on my poor bottom and I squeaked. “No,” he replied firmly.
Having been told, I tried my best to keep my climax at bay, but it was difficult. Anal was my biggest weakness; the fastest way to make me explode. Everything back there was just so much more sensitive, and I loved it.
His cock continued to fuck me and my core kept trying to tumble over the edge, but I somehow held myself there. When he stiffened and came with a low grunt, I couldn’t take it anymore.
I fell into the explosion. Screaming, writhing, pushing my hot bottom back against his cool body and fucking him from in front, I succumbed to the biggest orgasm of my life.
Every inch of my body was filled with a shower of glowing embers. My legs and arms tensed and stretched into odd contortions. I bit into the bed and my toes curled hard.
Bursts of heat radiated from my ass through the rest of my core, while my bottom clamped down on his cock, milking him, pulsing around his hard, thick shaft.
Finally, I came back down.
“Sorry, sir,” I mumbled.
He slid out gently, dealt with his cock in the bathroom, and came back quickly. Pulling me sideways into his arms, he curled his body protectively around mine and held me tight on the bed.
“What are you sorry for?” he prompted.
“Coming without permission, sir,” I replied sheepishly. “I tried my best, but I just couldn’t help it. Everything felt too good, sir.”
He reached into a bag of candy from his nightstand and placed something into my mouth. A strawberry jelly candy. My favorite.
He kissed my hair. “I’m tempted to let you off, since it was a first offence, but that wouldn’t teach you a lesson, would it?”
“No, sir.”
“I saw the room service menu included a knob of ginger, which can be sent up either peeled or unpeeled.”
I tensed in horror. My completely-fucked ass was going to be destroyed in the morning, anyway. If he added ginger, the soreness would be off the charts.
“I shall request one tomorrow evening,” he conceded, and I relaxed again. I had to know he was going to punish me, and he would need to follow through with it, but at the same time, he was looking out for my wellbeing.
Could he get any more perfect?
“I have another punishment which I’m going to demand from you,” he murmured into my ear.
“Sir?”
“I don’t care how busy you are. At some point in the next six months, you’re going to get on my private jet, be whisked to London, and see Othello .”
My heart clenched. I could refuse. This was way beyond the sort of stuff I’d agreed to obey. But… I really wanted to follow through with this. Especially since he was pursuing it so passionately.
Since divorcing Fenton, I’d set up my boundaries and policed my privacy quite heavily. Maybe I needed someone in my life who wasn’t scared to force me to take breaks every now and then. Perhaps it was time to let the world back in again. Like the Castle itself, I was finally ready to start over.
“Well, I wouldn’t want to back out of a punishment, sir,” I conceded.
“Good girl.”
“I’ll just have to find a time when there isn’t a last-minute emergency happening.”
“What do you do, anyway?” he asked. I took a deep breath, hoping he wouldn’t judge me too harshly.
“I’m a war reporter,” I replied. “Or, if you ask my mother, I’m a Pulitzer-prize winning journalist for the New York Bugle.”
“Oh.”
“Does that scare you?” I knew a lot of men felt threatened by women in high-powered roles. Even in the BDSM community, it could be awkward. I didn’t really understand it.
“Should it?” His tone was inscrutable.
“Go on then. I showed you mine. What do you do?”
“I own the New York Bugle. Along with quite a lot of other media holdings.”
I laughed at the sheer ridiculousness of his statement. Then I realized he was serious.
“So… I just fucked my boss…” I couldn’t quite wrap my mind around that one.
“Your boss’s boss’s boss’s boss… perhaps with a few more employers thrown in for good measure,” he replied.
“No wonder you have a private jet.” Okay, so my job definitely wasn’t going to intimidate him. Cool. Could I get over the fact he had the power to call my editor and have me fired in a heartbeat? Probably. After all, The Washington Times would snap me up. And there was a small chance he didn’t own it.
“It’s worse than being naked in front of you, telling you what I do in real life,” I remarked.
“I know the feeling. But it’s okay. Just like being undressed, the slight apprehension will fade as we get used to one another.”
“I guess that means there’s a we now…” I felt a little sassy as I said it.
“Young lady, your performance on your last test left a lot to be desired. You need a full-time regime of private tuition if you ever hope to get your A-levels.”
“What are A-levels?” I asked.
“School leaving certificates? Like a baccalaureate…” he flailed adorably for a direct translation, but I’d figured it out.
“A high school diploma,” I said.
“Of course! It was on the tip of my tongue,” he teased.
“Well, I’d hate to fail out of high school. I guess we’ll just have to work together to get my grades to improve.”
“I warn you, I’m a very strict teacher. Laziness will be punished.”
“I’m counting on it,” I replied wistfully, already missing the fact that I wasn’t over his knee right now this very minute being spanked some more.
“But good behavior will always be rewarded,” he added gently, slipping another candy into my mouth. This one was orange, and hard. I tucked it into my cheek and sucked on it.
I smiled. He knew exactly what I needed, and he wasn’t afraid to give it to me. He kissed the back of my hair and, once the candy was gone, I fell asleep in his arms, feeling completely cared-for. It was a new experience, and I loved it.
Nobody had ever held me while I slept before, and I just knew this was the beginning of something profound. Maybe even the beginning of the rest of our lives together.
I was excited to find out.
The End
Katie Douglas
USA-today and worldwide number 1 bestselling author Katie Douglas is the sort of incorrigible British girl you'd find at St. Trinian's. Luckily, her husband knows exactly what to do about that!
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Addi’s Adventure
Delia Grace
Chapter 1
A ddi peered out the window of the bus and squealed. “Gosh, it’s huge ! Daddy—look!”
Daddy put his hand on her knee and spoke in a slightly firm, but mostly bemused tone. “It’s lovely, but you need to calm down. We don’t want to disturb the other guests.”
Blushing, Addi sank down deeply into her seat. She had forgotten that she was in a bus with twenty other people. Sometimes she just got so excited, it escaped.
Hiding her head in
side of her turtleneck shirt, she mumbled, “Sorry.”
Pulling the material away from her face, he gave her a genuine smile. “I’m not mad, and I don’t think anyone else is either. Look at that little girl over there.”
Peeking her head out of her shirt, Addi giggled. A pudgy woman in a frilly skirt and bleached blonde curls was literally jumping up and down in the aisle, shrieking.
“I guess I coulda been worse.”
He stroked her head and kissed it.
“Do you think Mommy missed her flight again?”
A dark look crossed his face. “I’m not worried. I’m sure she will call soon.”
Addi’s tummy flipped. Even though she wasn’t the one in trouble, she knew that Mommy was in for a doozy when she finally called. They had all been supposed to meet at the airport, but Mommy hadn’t been there when they’d arrived. Normally this would be a major concern, but this was the third time in the last month Mommy hadn’t shown up when she’d said she was going to. She was on a business trip and she kept extending it. Addi had overheard Daddy on the phone last night saying that if Mommy missed even a day of this trip, she’d sorely regret it. And Addi believed him, even if Mommy hadn’t. Daddy was not only creative and consistent, but he could be sadistic when he wanted to be.
The bus stopped and Addi pushed past the others to be the first one off. Once outside, she just gaped.
It was like Hogwarts. Except the wands here wouldn’t be producing patronus as much as pleasure.
Daddy gripped her shoulder firmly. “This is your one warning, Adaline. You may not run off, understood?”
She nodded, barely paying attention. Embarrassing herself in front of others was mortifying, but this was just Daddy.
“Daddy, do you think we can explore the whole thing? Or just the parts for age play? I wanna see the ponies!”
He grabbed both of her shoulders, forcing her to focus on him. “A nod is not sufficient, little girl. You may not wander off, is that understood?”
She blinked and nodded again, this time looking him in the eye. “Yes, Sir. Aye-aye, Captain. Okey-dokey, Daddy.”
He ruffled her hair. “That will have to do. And I’m not sure if the ponies are on display or if you need to be part of that program, but we can ask. Is that something you’re interested in pursuing? Pony play?”
Addi made a disgusted face. “Heck, no! I don’t want anything stuck inside my butt! I just want to see them up close!”
Daddy laughed. “Noted. It looks like everyone is heading over towards that door, so let’s follow them.”
Addi skipped along and considered the wonders that awaited her. She was nervously excited about trying out the school. Being away from her parents in Little mode was going to be a very new experience for her. She also wasn’t sure if she was okay with other people spanking her. But, a fantasy from childhood was to be paddled at school and then again at home, and this was likely her only shot to fulfill that desire.
After a boring talk from boring people who were obviously not her peers, the tall lady giving the orientation called for all the Dominants to stand up. Addi had half a second where she almost panicked, but Daddy gave her hand a squeeze.
"Remember what I said on the bus," he told her, with that warning look that both tightened her tummy and calmed her again. "We'll only be apart for just a little while, and then I'll meet you up at Wardrobe. Be a good girl while I'm gone. I will know if you're not."
He was right too. As soon as Daddy and the other Dominants went inside, the other submissives were quickly separated into their program groups. Addi and the pudgy blonde girl from the bus were collected by two ladies dressed like Victorian nannies, who took them up the front courtyard steps and through the huge wooden doors.
There was a coolness as soon as they entered the Castle. Not the artificial drop in temperature that came from air-conditioning, although she was sure the Castle was equipped with it, but the almost icy feeling of stepping into a cave or a historical monument. The walls themselves held an air of history, carrying the icy breath of the Scottish plains that she could feel whispering over her all the way up to the costume room. Her real-world clothes were stripped away and stuffed into a sack that she was given to hold on to, while she herself was stuffed into the dress she would get to wear while here.
Looking in the mirror, Addi felt like her inner and outer age had dropped several digits. She was dressed in a tartan jumper, white blouse, navy blue tights, and black Mary Jane shoes. She liked it.
Stepping just outside the Wardrobe door, she waited quietly just where Daddy had told her to be.
This place was a dream come true, one that had been a long time in the planning. Just being here now was almost too much for her, and she shivered.
Daddy immediately put his arm around her. “Are you okay, little one?”
She nodded and burrowed her head into his side. “Mmhmm, it’s just so beautiful.”
Daddy nodded. “That it is. Let’s get settled in our room and then we can explore. School doesn’t start until the morning, so we have plenty of time to get ourselves acquainted with all the resort has to offer.”
Addi skipped along beside him happily. They lived their family life openly ordinarily, but there was something so freeing about letting her Little out 110% without having to worry about judgment.
On the way to their rooms, they passed once more along the long second-floor balcony hallway. Looking down into the massive grand foyer below, she noticed Maybe’s Candy Shop. She and Daddy would definitely be making a long stop there!
Their room was nice and accommodating, but she wanted to get a move on! There was so much to see at the Castle, and she felt like the days they had here wouldn’t even be enough to scratch the surface of all the resort had to offer.
“Daddy, where to first? I wanna ask somebody in charge ‘bout the ponies, and then I wanna go to the playground and the pool, and then …”
Daddy put a gentle finger on her lips. “First, we are going to take a little catnap. You barely slept last night and didn’t even blink on the airplane. In order to truly enjoy our time here, you need to stay healthy and refreshed.”
She batted away his finger indignantly. “Heck no, we’re not! A nap? Are you insane? We’re already going to have a hard time seeing everything! We don’t have time to sleep !”
Without even taking time to scold, Daddy sat down on the bed, pulled her over his knee, and started firmly spanking her bottom.
“You do not speak to me with such disrespect, little girl. For one thing, we are not peers. You are the little girl. I am the Daddy. When I say we are taking time to rest, you say yes sir and see how fast you can get under the covers. For another, your tone and words were rude even leaving aside the discrepancy in our stations. My little girl does not yell or ask others if they are ‘insane’. Is that perfectly clear?”
While he lectured, he kept up a steady rhythm on her bottom. Even with him using just his hand over her tights, Addi immediately wished she hadn’t reacted so rashly.
Partly from the stinging in her rear, but mostly from the shock of being unceremoniously thrown over his knee and disciplined, Addi was in tears before he even finished his speech.
“Yes Sir! I understand! I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m sorry!” Addi cried and kicked her legs.
He sat her up on his lap and kissed her slightly damp cheek.
She was surprised the spanking was over already. Daddy never let her off so easily!
“I know this is a new environment and you’re excited, but the same rules still apply. I am in charge and you are not. If you have an opinion or desire that you would like to make known, you know how to do so respectfully.
She sniffled and nodded her head. “Yes Sir, I do. It’s just so hard to remember when I’m so excited.”
“Well, I’m here for the times you forget. I will remind you as many times as is needed.” Daddy gave her a slight smile.
She pursed her lips, but held in the sarcastic reply she
wanted to give. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Now, take off your shoes and climb into bed. I’ll read to you for a bit, and let’s see if you can sleep a little. I promise we will get to see everything your heart desires.”
This time, she obeyed without complaint. She and Daddy were in the middle of The Good Witch and she had to admit, she was anxious to see what would happen next!
Crawling under the covers, she closed her eyes as Daddy’s accented voice made the story come to life. Before he had even finished the chapter, she was asleep.
Chapter 2
A ddi woke up to her tummy growling. Disoriented, it took her a moment to remember where she was. The Castle! Sitting straight up, she looked around and saw Daddy asleep in the chair he’d been reading to her from. She smirked; apparently she wasn’t the only one who’d needed a nap.
Climbing out of bed, she crawled into his lap and began to stroke his cheek. “Oh Daddy… it’s time to wake up. I’m starving. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.”
She tickled under his chin as she repeated his name.
He stirred and squinted at her.
“Daddy bear! Baby bear is hungry, and there’s no porridge in here! Come on!”
She began to move her tickles to his armpits.
He pinned her arms and nuzzled her neck with his day-old facial hair.
“Oh little one, you know you’ll never win the tickling game. I am far superior to you in that regard.”
She started laughing hysterically. Her most sensitive spot was right where her neck met her torso—and he knew it!
“Daddy, stop! I can’t breathe! I’m gonna pee!”
He laughed and dumped her gently on the floor.
“Well, then go use the facilities. Diapers are on both of our hard limits lists, and I’m not into golden showers.”
She laughed and scrambled to the bathroom. After she had washed her hands, she came back. He was standing up now, and all merriment was gone as he grimaced at his cell phone.
“I still can’t get through to Mommy, but her Instagram says that she and some coworkers were at a local carnival as of an hour ago.”
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