Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49458 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
“I didn’t want you to strain your back,” she explained.
“That’s eight now. Want to push your spanking to ten?”
She shook her head, pressing her lips together. Dread and excitement swirled together inside her at the prospect of punishment. It would hurt. Why did the thought of a stinging bottom turn her on? Essie squeezed her thighs together, feeling the wetness gathering between her legs.
“Turn and face the wall,” he repeated.
Slowly, she followed his directions and peeked back over her shoulder. Zander stepped close and stripped her panties down to mid-thigh. When she straightened, he wrapped an arm around her waist, guiding her bottom out. Essie steadied herself by slapping her hands on the wall.
Immediately, he delivered the first swat. The sting surprised her. Essie bolted up, but Zander held her firmly in place. He delivered the second and third before she could force her mouth to function.
“Wait! That hurts!”
“I’m glad I’ve got your attention, Little girl. Spankings are supposed to help you remember,” Zander said as he spanked her three more times.
The stretch of the elastic around her thighs reminded Essie how exposed she was. Somehow wearing a scrap of fabric felt more revealing than being naked. The heat building on her skin kindled the arousal inside her. Tears gathered in her eyes as he smacked her bottom twice more.
When he released his hold and pulled her into his arms. Essie burrowed her face into the crook of his neck. “I’m sorry!”
“We both have a lot to learn about each other, Little girl. I will not allow you to speak badly about yourself.”
“I didn’t want to hurt you,” she said, sniffing.
“That is sweet of you, however, you take care of Ferguson’s Folly, your new events business, and even other people. Daddy takes care of you. Will you trust me to know my capabilities?”
Essie repeated those statements in her mind. She always acted to help others. That was her personality. Essie never considered that no one was returning the favor. Or that as a Little, her role would be completely different than her running her new company and the estate.
Her shoulders relaxed. A hundred pounds of pressure and responsibility evaporated from her as Essie let go of having to manage both her business and her personal relationship. He wouldn’t let her be in control when they were alone. She had two choices: get her bottom spanked or follow his rules and directions. She wouldn’t even have to think. Relieved, Essie nodded.
“That’s my girl, Essie. Leave everything to Daddy.”
“That’s hard to do,” she whispered.
“But totally worth the effort for both of us. If you feel you’re imposing on me, remember I’m in this relationship for a reason. I want to be your Daddy.”
“Okay.”
“Now, let’s get in the shower and rinse off this dust. Can you step out of your panties as Daddy finishes unwrapping his present?”
She blushed and shifted from foot to foot to kick her plain cotton undies away as he unfastened the back clasp of her bra. “I should have worn something fancier.”
“We’ll choose some Little clothes together. Cute and comfortable rate higher in my book than fancy. I have a few things in mind,” he told her with a sensual smile that boosted the heat inside her. Zander leaned forward to press a kiss to her neck before easing the silky material from her full breasts.
Zander tossed away the bra before cupping her breasts. She shivered when he brushed his thumbs over her nipples. “You are so beautiful, Essie. I am a lucky man.”
“And Daddy?”
“The luckiest. In the shower, stand under the water to warm up. Daddy will wash you.” He laid down the law.
“Yes, sir.”
“Yes, Daddy, Essie. When we’re alone, call me Daddy.”
Essie stepped into the shower and glanced over her shoulder. “Yes, Daddy.” To her delight, she looked at the right moment. Zander eased his boxer briefs over the erection tenting the soft material and dropped the garment to the side.
Unable to tear her gaze away from his fully nude body, Essie backed into the spray. Confronted by his obvious arousal, Essie didn’t feel as self-conscious as she had in the past with men. The hunger on his face boosted her confidence.
Pushing aside her self-doubts, she focused on him. Hard work had honed his physique. His arms, chest, and thighs were thick with muscle, making her feel almost silly that she’d worried about him carrying her. And the monster pointing upward against his corded abdomen? She hadn’t seen a lot of penises. Zander’s appeared huge—thick and long.
“What big eyes you have, Little girl.”
“Sorry. I shouldn’t stare.” She forced herself to focus higher on his chest, fighting the temptation to gawk while she attempted to use her peripheral vision to check him out. “We might have a problem.”
“I’ll fit.”
“How did you guess what I was thinking?” she asked as he dispensed some liquid soap on his hand.