When Liam McCormick decided to take a vacation at his remote mountain cabin, the last thing he expected was to find his ex-fiancée waiting for him there. Elena Reeds was the love of his life, and when she called things off between them it broke Liam’s heart. Unable to stand the thought of her being sad and forlorn, he doesn’t hesitate to give her a second chance, but this time he isn’t going to let her run away from her need for a firm but loving daddy.
Soon enough Elena is standing in the corner to think about her naughty behavior before being taken over Liam’s knee for a long, hard spanking on her bare bottom. More embarrassing still, after the punishment she is shaved properly so everything will be fully on display for her daddy, then thoroughly and intimately bathed, dressed in cute pajamas, and put down for a nap.
Over the coming days, Elena grows accustomed to Liam’s stern discipline and tender care, and being held in his arms and made his own is better than anything she’s ever experienced. But when the time comes to leave the cabin and return to their daily lives, will Elena’s fear that Liam will lose interest in her come true or can he prove to her that she will always be his little girl?
Author: Maggie Ryan
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 50,000 Words
“What are you doing?”
Shrieking, Elena’s heart pounded as she looked up to discover Liam in the doorway. It took a moment before she realized that she’d drawn her legs up and her hand was beneath the quilt rubbing against her sex. Snatching her hand free, she felt her face heat and her bottom clench.
“I-I didn’t mean to. I was thinking about you. I’m sorry…”
“Little girls do not rub themselves, Elena Michelle.”
“I know, but—”
“No buts,” he said, crossing the room in far too few steps. Pulling the quilt and sheet back, he reached for her. “I didn’t expect to have to demonstrate the effectiveness of this drop seat so quickly, but you just admitted you knew better.”
“No, Daddy, please don’t spank me!”
“Yes, Elena, every time you are naughty, remember?” He pulled her across his knee, dropping his leg over hers and had the buttons undone and the drop seat lowered before she could blink. The first swat landed and was immediately followed by another.
“Daddy, I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!”
“Won’t do what, Elena?”
“I won’t touch myself down… down there! Ow, please, Daddy!”
Her plea didn’t stop his hand from landing, swat after swat alternating from cheek to cheek. When she thought he was done, she discovered he’d only paused to pull down her new panties. The spanking resumed on her bare bottom. It didn’t take near as many strokes to have her squirming and bucking as her bottom was still tender from her first trip over his lap only a few hours earlier.
“Who is the only one allowed to touch your pussy, Elena?”
“Who decides when you get to come?”
“You do… ow, please!”
Each crack of his palm caused a new cry as the fire built.
“And who earns a spanking every single time she is naughty?”
“I do!” she wailed her answer, her feet drumming against the floor, her hands clutching the colorful rag rug beside her bed.
“That’s right. You do. And the next time Daddy catches you with your fingers anywhere near where they don’t belong, you will not only get your bottom spanked, you will then bend over the bed, lift up onto your toes, and offer your red, hot bottom to my belt. Is that clear?”