Twenty-six-year-old
Callie Shaw has needed a father figure in her life for many years, and when she
meets Brandon Clay she wonders if she might have found the man to fill that
role at last. Though he spoils her and loves her dearly, Brandon is not a man
to be trifled with, and when Callie lies to him and puts herself in danger she
soon finds herself bent over her new daddy’s lap for a stinging spanking on her
bare bottom.
Though he does not
hesitate to chastise her firmly when she misbehaves, Brandon never fails to
hold Callie in his arms when her punishment is over, and his strict but loving
discipline ignites a fire in her which can only be quenched by surrendering her
body to his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to trust her daddy
to do what is best for her, even when she has been really naughty and she knows
that the spanking she has coming is one she will never forget?
Publisher’s Note:
Callie’s Daddy is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual
scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this
book.
Teaser 18+ It’s
not nice to lie to your Daddy
“I’ll help you undress
and tend to your spanking after you shower. I know how you hate smelling like
beer.” Despite her concern and anxiety of not knowing what loomed ahead of her
that involved his belt and her behind, she focused on his hands as he undressed
her. “Arms up.” She raised her arms above her head. Brandon removed her shirt
and threw it on the floor in disgust. “I should burn this flimsy piece of
material. Your breasts were on display for all the men to see.” He reached
around and unhooked her bra. Her breasts spilled free, brushing against the
coarse material of his shirt, abrading her nipples. A throaty moan escaped her
lips.
Brandon whacked her ass
hard then squeezed the fleshy globe to seal in the spank. “Dirty girl, teasing
daddy with your tits.” He shook his head sadly. “There will be no pleasure
during punishment.” His hand skittered over her hip, followed the curve of a
rounded cheek and settled between her legs. Heat radiated from her core. He
pulled aside the crotch of her shorts and panties. One finger slid along the
seam of her pussy and slipped inside her. She gasped.
He frowned darkly. “What
did daddy tell you about a wet pussy?”
She shook with arousal.
“Only naughty girls wet themselves before a spanking.”
He grasped her chin in
one hand and held up the other. The lamp beside the bed enhanced his glistening
fingers. “Such a dirty girl you are.” He applied pressure to her jaw until she
opened her mouth. One by one he inserted each finger to the hilt. Callie closed
her eyes and imagined it was his cock she worked over so diligently, but it was
her taste that glided down her throat. As soon as she had cleaned all remnants
of her cream, he immediately dropped to one knee and yanked her shorts and
panties to her ankles. Her own musky scent assailed the air between them. Cream
oozed from her shaved pussy and trickled down her inner thighs. Her legs
trembled and her pussy throbbed with such force she swayed forward, unable to
keep her balance. Her hands gripped his shoulders for support, successfully
closing the small space that had kept his mouth at a distance. His breath blew
hot against her sensitive skin. “Daddy, please…”
Brandon inhaled sharply.
“Lie down on the bed. If you keep up this dirty girl behavior, you will go to
sleep with a diaper on.”
Callie waddled to the
bed, her shorts still bunched at her ankles, hindering her movements, but she
dare not take them off. Only daddy had the right to remove them. She made it to
the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress. Brandon picked her up by the upper
arms and set her in the middle of the bed. She glanced up at him and he arched
a brow in question. With a sigh, she fell back on her elbows and bent her
knees. Sweat beaded on her forehead. Callie understood this sort of punishment
all too well and it was a punishment. Daddy would use his tongue to wipe her
clean and she’d be instructed not to make a sound. It’d be pure torture not to
be able to explode into a million pieces while his tongue lapped her sensitive
skin. She lay back and raised her arms high above her head just the way he
preferred whenever she wet her panties.
He tore off her shorts
and panties and tossed them aside. “Knees bent and spread wide. I want to see
just how wet your pink petals are.” His deep blue eyes smoldered as he
inspected her pussy, but his tone remained firm. “Your cream belongs to daddy,
but only when you’re a good girl, which this time you are not.” Grabbing her
ankles, he pushed her legs until her heels met her backside. Callie closed her
eyes, waiting to feel the wet heat of his tongue upon her skin.
“You are a naughty girl
at times. But you’re my naughty girl and always will be.”
Her hips bucked, blindly
seeking his touch. A slap landed between her legs. Sharp and swift and her eyes
flew open.
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Author Bio:
Mary lives in
Pennsylvania with her husband and a variety of pets inside the house and
outside. Critters are always running around in her backyard looking for food.
Being outside and surrounded by nature is her favorite pastime. She loves to
read and write romances with strong stern heroes and sassy, feisty ladies. She
writes Historical Westerns and Contemporary romances. ‘Callie’s Daddy’ is her
first Ageplay romance.
You can connect with Mary
here
Thanks for hosting me, April :)
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