When twenty-five-year-old forensic sociology student Lily Jamison travels to a small town in West Yorkshire to investigate the mysterious disappearance of a young girl, she expects to be working alone. But then Ben Tyler offers his help, and before Lily knows it the handsome former Chicago police officer has taken charge and made it his business to keep her safe, even if that means baring her bottom for a painful, embarrassing spanking when she disobeys him.
Ben’s firm-handed dominance and strict correction leave Lily deeply aroused, and when he takes her in his arms and shows her how a man masters a woman properly, she cannot help begging for more. But as Lily gets closer to the truth, she becomes ever more reckless. When she pushes things too far with her impulsive behavior, will Ben be prepared to punish her as thoroughly and shamefully as necessary to convince her that he is the one making the rules?
Author: Ashe Barker
eBook Price: $4.95
Length: 74,400 Words
“I need to come. Please, Sir…”
“Soon, Lily. After your spanking. This is a punishment, remember?”
“Sir…” she wailed, as he abandoned her clit and started to trace the delicate line of her outer labia, then her inner lips. He dipped just one finger into her entrance and swept it around inside her, sought out her G-spot again and paused to rub there. He stopped when she started to buck, her movements ever more desperate, more frantic as she sought the release that was so close.
He pulled his finger out. Lily groaned but said nothing.
“You can close your legs now.”
“I don’t want to.”
“You said you didn’t want me to spank your pussy.”
“I don’t care,” she wailed. “Anything. You can do anything you like, just let me come. I want to come. Now. Please. Sir.”
“Ah, such a needy little sub. You really are quite a slut, my lovely Lily.”
“Yes, I know. Just… please. Ow!”
She yelped as he resumed the spanking, harder now, causing her bottom to darken to a deep crimson. He paused, laid his palm on her buttock and relished the heat rising from her flesh.
She squirmed and moaned.
He lifted his hand and started to spank again.
Lily let out a sharp cry with each stroke. She was gasping now, and tears leaked from behind her closed eyelids. Ben doubted she even realised she was crying. Her thighs were spread wide, and he picked his spot, right across her swollen labia.
The slap he delivered to her cunt was lighter, but still enough to draw a sharp yelp from her. Ben didn’t pause though. He resumed the spanking on her buttocks.
“One more on your pussy, then the next will be on your clit and that’s when you’ll come for me. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir…” Her voice was breathy, almost inaudible.
He dropped another light spank directly onto her pussy. There was no scream this time, just a low, throaty moan. She was close.
So. Fucking. Close.
Ben resumed his steady, rhythmic circuit of her butt cheeks, loving the way her deep red skin rippled and indented under his hand, then sprang back in readiness for the next slap. He increased the intensity, turning up the dial just a fraction more, just enough to push her right to the edge.
She opened her eyes, parted her lips, the words hovering there.
Ben dropped the final spank, softer now, right on her clit. “Come for me, girl,” he commanded.