As the youngest executive in the Science Directorate, twenty-five-year-old Katherine O’Sullivan is well-suited to lead a mining operation on a remote planet. But her plans go terribly wrong when her team is attacked and she is taken captive by a clan of the primitive savages who inhabit this wild, untamed world.
Quentin, the huge, handsome clan leader, is not a man to be trifled with, and Katherine’s sharp tongue and defiant attitude quickly earn her a trip over his knee for a bare-bottom spanking. After the humiliating chastisement, Quentin decides that Katherine is in need of both loving attention and firm-handed correction, and he informs her that from now on she will be his little Kathy, he will be her daddy, and the other members of his clan will be her aunts and uncles.
Though Katherine is shocked by this shameful treatment, she cannot hide her body’s response to Quentin’s dominance. She soon finds herself yearning for him to take her hard and thoroughly, and when he claims her at last his masterful lovemaking is more satisfying than she would have thought possible. But is she truly ready to embrace her new life as a savage’s little girl, or will she flee from his arms when the chance to return home presents itself?
Author: Rose St. Andrews
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“What are you doing?” she demanded. “Put me down! I have the right to control my own life. Don’t you dare touch me!”
Smack! He swatted her with the palm of his hand.
“You are mine, and now you will learn the folly of trying to escape,” he snapped.
Setting her down, he pulled her easily over to the grate, despite her best effort to pull away. He was far too strong to resist. They tied the supple rope (it was very soft and didn’t irritate her skin at all) around her wrists, hoisted her aloft, and then secured her ankles together. She blushed as they bared her, her shorts and panties going down to her knees. Looking about, she shivered as she heard Quentin take off his belt.
It was a very big belt!
“Don’t you dare touch me with that! You do and I’ll kill you. Do you hear me? I swear by all I hold sacred, I will end your life!”
She seethed as laughter encircled her. It was clear they were not impressed. Quentin remained silent, but took up a position behind her. Kathy stiffened, the cool breeze across her bare butt causing goosebumps, which she found a tad ironic. Her ass was cold, but wouldn’t be for long.
“Little Kathy, I hate to do this, but there is no choice. Defiance of this type cannot be tolerated,” he said.
Crack! The wide leather cut a red rectangle across the center of her cheeks. Kathy tightened her arms, lifting herself up as if she could climb out of range of his swings.
Whack! A second blow gave her a bright red X.
“Well, that makes things easy for you, eh, Quentin?” Oisin chuckled. “X marks the spot.”
Whack! That horrid belt sliced across her defenseless flesh over and over, and Kathy went from squeals of pain to howls of torment within a few minutes.
“Arrrggg! Ouch! Stop this, stop it at once. This is inhuman, barbaric, and I won’t allow it. Yvette, what was that about no beatings? Ow! What do you call this?” she screamed.
The fire grew in her ass, her cheeks growing hotter and the sting becoming an inferno of pure molten pain. She struggled, swung about, and kicked her legs in an endless effort to escape that terrible belt. All of it proved pointless. Her wails of pain blended with the crack of the leather against her skin until she finally hung limply and just sobbed. Her lungs once more burned, but this was from her wails, and the tears flowed freely down her face.