Hanna longs for a life outside her tight-knit Amish community, and as her nineteenth birthday approaches she finally works up the courage to leave her home for good. Her first taste of the outside world comes courtesy of an English neighbor, Ben Foster, who gives her a job and a place to stay. He also gives her butterflies in her stomach and some very improper thoughts that she doesn’t quite understand.
The moment Hanna shows up at his cabin and shyly asks for help, Ben finds that ignoring her sweet feminine presence isn’t possible when she’s suddenly wearing form-fitting clothing and sleeping under his roof. In spite of his growing passions Ben does his best to make Hanna feel welcome in his home. After she disobeys him during a trip to town, however, she does something unexpected—she comes to him and pleads to be punished. The act of chastising her changes the nature of their relationship, and when Ben asks Hanna to think of him as her daddy things take a passionate turn.
Hanna blossoms under Ben’s attentions. She’s never experienced such love and care, and she softens inside every time he calls her his baby girl. Though it leaves her blushing bright red with shame, being undressed and bathed sets Hanna on fire in a way she has never felt before. Her daddy can also be firm when it is needed, and Hanna soon learns that naughty girls get their bare bottoms soundly spanked.
Even as she tries to enjoy every second with him, Hanna knows that her future with Ben is uncertain. They’re both running away from their past, and Hanna has always planned to run far, far away. Are their paths only meant to cross for a short time, or will they discover a new road to walk together?
Author: Sue Lyndon
Word Count: 31,700
eBook Price: $3.95
“I’m afraid I can’t allow you the protection of your skirt. Naughty girls get spanked on their bare bottoms.”
“Mr. Foster! You can’t!” She squirmed in protest as he flipped her skirt back, tucking it around her waist. When she’d imagined him spanking her, it had been with the protection of her dress.
“Not Mr. Foster. Daddy. We’ll be going out in public again, and I don’t want another slipup, so you will call me Daddy from now on, even at home.” A single swat stung her thigh. “Settle down, Hanna. You asked for this. Trust Daddy to give you what you need.”
She froze, and he yanked her panties down to rest at her knees. He could see her. Her backside was bared to him in a most humiliating position. Could he see anything between her legs? At the thought, she tensed up and pressed her thighs together.
“Young lady, you will relax that bottom right now. Good girl. Now spread your legs a bit. That’s it. I want you to feel every slap I give you.”
Humiliation coursed through her in sharp waves, but she did as he asked with minimal hesitation. To ease her guilt over her nudity in front of a man who wasn’t her husband, she told herself she didn’t have a choice in the matter. Besides, she trusted him. If she didn’t trust him, she wouldn’t have asked for a spanking.
“That’s perfect. Now give me your hands.”
She awkwardly reached back, only for him to pin her wrists down, holding them in the firm grip of one large hand.
“I’m going to spank you now, Hanna. Be a good girl and keep as still as possible. Don’t you dare start fighting me.”
Fight him? The idea hadn’t crossed her mind. But after the first slap landed on her right cheek, the searing pain of that single blow made her second-guess asking for this spanking. Her left cheek came next, and he masterfully alternated smacks between her bottom cheeks, paying equal attention to them both. The sting built up quickly, blooming across her skin, and she couldn’t help kicking her legs a few times.
She stilled when her panties fell to her ankles, determined not to lose them completely. As if holding on to the scrap of material provided her an ounce of modesty. He spanked hard, even moving lower to spank the tops of her poor thighs.
Despite the pain, she was glad he wasn’t letting her off easy. She’d disobeyed him in public. This was a fitting punishment, exactly what she needed, just as he’d said. Trust me to give you what you need.