Twenty-one-year-old Naomi’s life as the princess of the planet Meris is perfect, at least as far as she is concerned. Her greatest amusement is making things difficult for her handsome tutor, Isaac, frequently misbehaving and forcing him to punish her whipping girl in her stead to avoid the wrath of her father. But everything changes when a rebellion breaks out, the king is overthrown, and Naomi is taken as a slave and given to her former tutor to do with as he wishes.
For years, Isaac has been in love with Paula, the princess’ sweet, innocent whipping girl, and now the retribution for Naomi’s mistreatment of Paula will be harsh and shameful indeed. Yet to her shock, Naomi discovers that the painful spankings—and some far more humiliating punishments as well—leave her aching with need. She longs to be made to please Isaac in any way he wishes, and when at last he takes her long and hard she is left begging for more.
As they travel from planet to planet to earn a living, Naomi finds more fulfilment in serving Isaac and submitting completely to his dominance than she ever found living a luxurious, royal life. But when Paula arrives to claim her place at Isaac’s side and in his heart, will Naomi lose the man she has come to love, or can she learn to serve both a master and a mistress?
Author: Rose St. Andrews
eBook Price: $3.95
Length: 32,700 words
“I am not a slave! I am a princess, and that is how you shall treat me, servant,” she sneered.
Isaac’s face grew ominously serious-looking and he became silent as his firm jaw twitched. Naomi wasn’t sure what was going on in his head, but she found herself slightly captivated by his dazzling eyes. He might be a brute, but she had to admit that he was a handsome one.
“Ha, so, it seems you know your place after all,” she said, sticking her nose in the air, and tossed the clothes aside. She felt quite smug and satisfied.
“Yes, I do, and now you’re going to learn yours,” he shot back. Sitting on a crate, he pulled her over his lap. Naomi gasped, and before she could give voice to her indignation, he struck her bare behind. He was spanking her! It was like nothing she’d ever experienced, and if it weren’t for the pain and embarrassment of the act, she might actually enjoy being there. His legs were so very strong and firm.
“Ouch! Isaac, how dare you strike the royal flesh? Release me at once!” she ordered.
“No, I’ll release you once you learn your place, missy,” he replied, continuing the punishment.
Naomi squirmed and wiggled, and tried to throw back her hands to block, but Isaac had anticipated that. He activated her cuffs and they locked together in front of her. Again and again his large strong hand connected with her bare flesh, and she yelped and howled, and cursed him like the workmen she’d once heard talking under her balcony.