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The Medic’s Little Girl by Pepper North

When stern, handsome army medic Doniphan Williams asks her out, it isn’t long before twenty-three-year-old waitress River Reynolds blushingly admits her need for a firm-handed daddy. But daddies expect to be obeyed, and when River doesn’t keep in touch as instructed while Doniphan is away on a mission she quickly ends up over his knee for a sound spanking on her bare bottom.

As she is held in her new daddy’s arms after her punishment, River feels more safe and loved than she ever has before, and when he claims her properly she is left spent and satisfied. Soon she is quivering with need as Doniphan takes her temperature and gives his little girl a thorough, intimate examination, but when she is put in diapers will the shame be more than she can bear?

 

 

Publisher’s Note: The Medic’s Little Girl includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Pepper North

eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$3.95

Length: 33,900 words

Excerpt

Doniphan tugged the door out of her fingers and closed it behind him. After dropping the large duffle from his shoulder to the carpet, he leaned back against the wooden surface to smile at her appearance. “Hi, little girl!”

Embarrassed, she spoke without thinking. “You’re ignoring me, and I don’t like it. I didn’t invite you in. You can just turn around and leave,” she ordered, dismissively pivoting to go lock herself in her room to dress. River had forgotten that Littles didn’t talk to their daddies like that.

Without a word, the military man wrapped his hands around her waist and picked her up easily from the floor. Carrying her to the secondhand couch that had seen better days, he rotated her body horizontally. He sat down on the edge of one cushion. “Naughty little girls learn consequences for their behavior.”

He lifted the tattered edge of her nightshirt and hooked a finger under the waistband of her pink cotton panties. Pulling them over her now kicking feet, Doniphan practiced his rock-skipping throw and zinged them across the room.

The strict daddy ignored her protests and demands to be released. Lifting one large hand, he spanked her bare bottom. The sound of the swat echoed in the mostly empty room and a sting flashed across her vulnerable skin.

There was a two-second delay before River howled her displeasure. “You can’t spank me. I’m not a kid!”

To her horror, Doniphan didn’t respond but simply swatted her bottom again. He continued to lower his heavy hand on her vulnerable flesh as she yelled and struggled to get away. She could feel her skin heating as the smacks to her bottom overlapped.

Within a few short minutes, her world had shrunk to include the two of them in a very small circle. Her yelling stopped as she collapsed over his lap with a whimper. Instantly the swats lightened.

“What do you want to say, River?” he prompted.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry I didn’t call this morning. I forgot,” she explained in a voice distorted by emotions and crying.

“Did you really forget?” he probed. His hand landed heavily on that sensitive sit spot between her bottom and her upper thigh.

“Ouch!” she whimpered. “Okay! I decided not to call. You never answered. I thought you were making fun of me!”

“What else do you want to say?” he asked. The swats ended and he began to rub her red bottom to soothe her skin.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you.”

“Thank you, sweetheart.” His large hand smoothing over her heated skin made her feel even worse. She had yelled at him like a banshee. What would he think of her now? Hiding her head in her hands, River began to sob in earnest.

Effortlessly, Doniphan lifted her to lie against his chest. River hissed as her weight settled on her punished bottom. She clung to his body. Tears poured from her eyes as he rocked her gently.

“It’s okay, River. Littles have lessons that they need to learn. It’s their daddies’ responsibility to teach them,” he whispered gently.

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