Stormy Night Publications Publishers of BDSM and Kink Erotica
Katarina has known what she needs in a man for a long time: one who will not hesitate to strip her naked, dominate her completely, and make her beg for more. When she meets former Navy SEAL Mark Conway while vacationing on a beautiful, isolated island in Lake Michigan, she cannot help wondering if he might fit the bill. But as she quickly discovers, Mark is more than just a dominant man—he is a strict daddy as well.
Almost before she knows it, Katarina finds herself being bathed thoroughly, spanked soundly, and then sent to bed in a diaper. Yet despite her deep embarrassment at being treated in such a shameful manner, Katarina finds that Mark’s attentions leave her more aroused than she ever thought possible. But even as Mark claims both her body and her heart more and more fully each day, Katarina must decide if she is truly ready for a life as his little girl.
Author: D. W. Collins
eBook Price: $3.95
Length: 37,400 words
Excerpt
Her pulse began to quicken when he swooped her into his arms. She gave him her most radiant smile when he laid her back on the bed and opened the towel. “You are a very beautiful little girl,” he whispered as he kissed her exposed body. Her nipples, belly, and sex all enjoyed his attention. “We have a little work to do still. Little girls don’t have hair between their legs.”
That remark got Kat’s attention instantly. “Do you want me to shave myself?” she asked reluctantly.
“Oh, no, little girls should never touch razors; they could get cut.”
“I’ve never let any man shave me there.” Kat had not been bare below the waist for many years.
“I’m honored. Don’t worry, those little curls will be gone in an instant and I’ll make you so glad to be rid of them.” He ran his tongue along his lips suggestively and stepped away. A moment later, he returned from the bathroom with a heavy shaving mug, brush, and razor in hand. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
Kat believed him, but she was still not so sure that she knew what she was doing. Her face flushed as he spread her thighs until his access and view were unimpeded. The stiff brush tickled her sensitive pubic skin as Mark applied the warm lather. Just as he had promised, the hair was gone in an instant. The air felt very cool on her exposed flesh, so she reflexively reached to cover herself.
Mark gave her a stern look and shook his head. “Let daddy see your little kitty,” he commanded.
“I’m sorry, daddy,” she said with a more intense blush.
