Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38157 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
A string of curse words flew out of her mouth. Cole’s mouth set in a grim line, and he spanked her again. “Well, look what we have here,” he said in a low drawl, bringing the strap down with two more vicious lashes against her upper thighs. “A pretty girl who swears like a sailor. Tsk, tsk.”
Whap! The more he spanked, the more she fought. His arm hurt from having to restrain her so firmly, but he knew now wasn’t the time to stop. She needed a strapping that would break her will, leaving him the decided victor. “Seems to me, little lady, that you need more than a lesson in obedience,” he said, punctuating his words with whistling lashes of the strap. “Seems to me you need a lesson in manners your daddy should’ve taught you.” Whap! Whap! “And since I’m the man for the job, we’re not done here until you call me Daddy.”
Her curses echoed through the woods. He cringed. He’d have to spank her harder. With her over his knee, his range of motion was limited, and he couldn’t rear back to swing the way he would if she’d been up against the tree. Bracing himself, he lifted his hand even higher. The strap whistled through the air before landing in the hardest stroke he’d given her yet. Her whole body jerked from the sting of it, but still, she would not submit. He wouldn’t use anything more severe than the strap. He wouldn’t whip her harder. The point was to make her obey him, break through her stubborn resistance, not cause her real harm. He’d simply have to stay the course until she gave in.
Now he waited seconds between each lash. Whap! He paused, still holding her tightly, noting that now her legs didn’t kick quite so hard and her voice was growing hoarse from screaming at him.
“Say, ‘I’m sorry, Daddy.’”
“Go to hell!”
Whap! Another scream echoed in the woods. He waited again before he repeated his request but again, she refused. Now he waited even longer. Maybe not knowing when the next swat would fall would break her resolve. As he whipped her again, she was silent, this time only flinching as the lash landed. “I’ve got all day, little lady,” he said. “And we’re not goin’ anywhere until you obey.”
Again, the lash fell. She refused to submit. Still holding her under his arm, he dropped the strap. This would not do. He would have to bare her after all.
She put up another fuss as he lifted her chemise, revealing thin cotton undergarments that easily dropped open when he released the drawstring. Her bottom was as red as a ripe strawberry, the bare skin hot to the touch when he placed his large hand against her. His cock hardened beneath her as he ran his hand over her naked skin. She winced and squirmed at the intimate touch, and it took all his self-control not to touch more than he’d planned. Though seeing her restrained over his knee and resisting him made his cock bulge in his pants, now was not the time to take her.
Cole lifted his palm and brought it down on her reddened backside so hard, finger-shaped welts rose on her naked skin. He spanked her thighs, first one and then the other, curving his hand expertly so that she winced with each blow.
“Are you goin’ to obey, Miss Aida?”
She shook her head, but didn’t speak this time, as he administered another half a dozen swats. The sound of his hand on her bare skin rang in the stillness, but still she would not obey.
“All you have to do is say, ‘I’m sorry, Daddy.’”
She shook her head again. Keeping a steady tempo, he spanked her until finally, she bent at the waist, the resistance going out of her.
“I’m sorry!” she moaned, her voice near desperate. “Please, stop! I can’t take anymore!”
He delivered another crisp swat, the slap of his palm on her naked skin echoing around them. “I’m sorry, what?” he asked.
He heard a half sob escape from her mouth. He paused, and when she didn’t speak, he delivered another serious swat. “What do you say, young lady?” he asked.
“I’m sorry, Daddy!”
He closed his eyes, his cock so hard it was painful, as he immediately stopped her spanking. He’d told her he’d spank her until she obeyed, and she’d obeyed. Running his large hand over her scorching hot bottom, he praised her now, though it sounded condescending even to his own ears.
“Very good. Good girl,” he crooned. She was so beautiful.
She was crying freely, and he was overcome with the strong desire to hold her in his arms. But no. That would not do. He had to reinforce the lesson he’d just given her.
“Are you going to behave yourself now, or is Daddy going to have to take you over his knee again?”