A not-safe-for-work excerpt from Her Cyborg Daddy

OMG this one is TOO HOT FOR WORK. Is your granny visiting? Maybe turn your screen a little. More. Perfect.

Her Cyborg Daddy Katie Douglas

Mwahahahaaaa… I don’t normally post things this explicit, but with Her Cyborg Daddy, it’s pretty impossible to find an excerpt that’s hot without being too explicit. So here goes. This scene involves electro-play. You’ve been warned. Don’t go crying to the Internet Daddies if this is too far for comfort.

Zanthia felt something cold swipe against her ass, then the pressure of something forcing its way inside her. Stretching her muscles until they felt very tight against the intrusion, it continued forward until it passed first one, then a second ring of muscle. It was wide, firm, and seemed to be growing warm inside her.

“How does my finger feel inside you?” Mark asked.

“It’s so big!” Zanthia breathed in shock. The warmth spread through her rear passage and continued to grow, filling her with a sensual glow.

“Good girl for answering. Try not to move.” When he said that, he pressed a hand against the small of her back, holding her down, then she felt a pulse of sudden, concentrated energy searing inside her bottom hole. She shrieked in shock as her body juddered.

When it stopped, her ass tingled with residual pain and she quivered over his lap.

“What was that?” The sharp feeling was replaced with icy daggers of fear. She already knew what it was.

“I am heating my finger to warm your bottom on the inside. And I just sent a little pulse of electricity through your rear tunnel.”

Zanthia closed her eyes as another pulse coursed through her. This one was milder, but the unease of knowing what had caused it left her on edge and unable to relax.

“Do you trust me, Zanthia?” he asked. Zanthia thought about it for a moment. Mark had been honest with her so far. While she didn’t always know what to make of him, she did trust him.

“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed, reluctantly giving herself over to his control. If he wanted to fill her ass with his finger then run electricity through it, she had to trust that he had her best interests at heart, and that he would keep her safe. Her other thoughts reminded her that plenty of extremely painful things were completely harmless, and that electric shocks were the epitome of this.

His finger remained where it was, filling her with warmth, and occasionally sending bolts of sharp, pussy-soaking pain through all the nerves in her ass, alternating that with a glowing tingling feeling.

“You are taught to fear pain, yes?” Mark said. Zanthia nodded. “But fear turns you on, doesn’t it?”

She considered this for a moment. Stupid man was right again. Why was he always right? Another sudden jolt of sharp pain ran through her bottom, lasting longer than the previous ones, and she convulsed under his hand and screamed. When it stopped, she gasped for air like she’d been underwater. The residual wobbliness made her feel weak, and tears leaked from her eyes, but her clit broiled and throbbed with tingling desire, and her nipples speared the mattress beneath her, filling her heavy breasts with need. A trickling feeling from her pussy proved how turned on she was from this treatment.

“Most people are afraid of their fears, they shy away from them, but beneath that, you want them, don’t you, Zanthia? You seek them out. You constantly act out in the hope that I will punish you. When you tell me you don’t want to wear your diaper, you mean that you want me to force you to wear it. When you don’t answer my questions, or answer them slightly off-topic—yes, I’ve noticed that—it’s because I’ve brought up something you care about too much. When you feign disinterest in something, you mean that you need it more than you could possibly say.”

He shot another sharp jolt of burning pain through her bottom and she shrieked and thrashed on the bed. If he hadn’t been holding her down, she would have hidden under something by now. Was it all true? How had he figured her out? She began to cry into the mattress as she realized he was right again. Since he’d been punishing her bottom, she had become even more aroused than before, and her desire was like an urgent ache that made her want to beg him for release. Something else she’d needed him to force her to do, in the past.

“Am I correct?” Mark asked.

Zanthia didn’t want to answer him, but that would only prove him right anyway. “Yes,” she said reluctantly.

“Good girl.” He changed what he was doing, so the heat in her bottom was now accompanied by a deliciously gentle tingle, emanating from his huge finger, as he methodically fucked her with it. The sensation felt even sweeter after all that pain, and her gushing pussy urgently needed to get in on the action. She only wanted him to do one thing.

“Please, Daddy,” she began hesitantly.

There was no going back after she asked for this.

“Yes, little one?” Mark’s almost-impassive voice reassured her as he continued to stroke inside her bottom with his hot, glowy finger.

“Please, can y-you hurt me again, w-when I come?” She threw the words out before they crowded together at the back of her throat and refused to leave.

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Totally unrelated question (asking for a friend): Does anyone else struggle to ask for things when they want them too much? Ugh, what even is that?

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

A First Glimpse at Her Cyborg Daddy!

It’s WipItUp Wednesday and I’m sharing something from my WIP, Her Cyborg Daddy!

 

So the question you should be asking is, “Is this… another 24th Century Daddies book???”

And the answer is, YES! It’s finally here! I first wrote this over a year ago, and it’s been sitting in development hell for all that time, then I did a big re-write three months ago, so I’m EXTREMELY excited to announce that 24th Century Daddies Book 3: Her Cyborg Daddy is coming out on 28th October! Think cyborgs can’t be sexy?

The. Sex. Is. On. Fire.

Like, hands down, this is my hottest book yet. Zanthia is a diplomat and she’s been sent to accompany Mark, a cyborg, on his journey around the galaxy, because his people have never seen biological life before. She has to do anything he asks. And OMG the things he makes her do! Mark even made jaded ol’ me blush at times! There are a lot of scorching scenes in this one, as well as ageplay, because it’s in the 24th Century Daddies universe which is basically set up for daddy doms and adult little girls.

 

A hotter, not safe for work (possibly too hot for home) excerpt will be going out in my newsletter, so make sure you’re signed up (and get a free story) here and ARCs are going out shortly after that! But first, here’s a little excerpt from near the start of Her Cyborg Daddy:

“Please follow me, Zanthia; you will not need your clothing on my ship.” His tone betrayed no emotion, and Zanthia followed him.

Regardless of how important this mission was, she decided it was too far to expect her to walk naked around someone else’s spaceship. Her brain, used to the idea of separate beds for married couples, decided that he must have been trying to make a joke when he said it. When they reached a particular door, he turned. Was that the hint of a glare in his eyes?

Zanthia was trying to work out how, exactly, a cyborg could glare, when she found her dress being undone, falling open to reveal her black bra and panties.

“No, you mustn’t. This is considered offensive to biological life!” she protested, but he didn’t listen. Suddenly she was afraid, less for her own safety and more that she was close to losing her shit. Diplomats had been retired from active duty for refusing to do far worse things than being bared by a cyborg. Did Mark even have a sex drive?

He slid the dress down her arms until it tumbled to the floor, then he walked behind her and examined the underwear. Something about the cold, unemotional way he went about his work seemed to fill her tummy with butterflies. What did he plan to do with her? The full reality of her situation became apparent when he slid fingers into each bra cup. His touch was surprisingly warm, and for some reason, Zanthia found that reassuring.

A second later, she heard a clipping sound, then her bra fell away. All three straps had been cut. He slid his fingers into her panties and the clipping sound happened again, then all her underwear was in shreds on the floor. She blushed furiously with the humiliation of being naked and exposed, but he wasn’t done.

He stood to the side of her and wrapped one of his big arms across her chest, stilling her. Before she made sense of the position she was in, he swatted her bottom sharply, forcing her into his other arm, which was pressed against her breasts. She gasped in shock as it hurt more than she cared to admit.

The sting quickly turned into a warm glow that made her clit come alive, and she fought hard to suppress a moan. His hand landed again several more times, filling her with the sharp, surprising sensation, which transformed into a tingling heat that penetrated her soul. Her nipples pebbled against his bracing arm. Extremely embarrassed, she tried to hide how she felt as he spoke to her.

“When I give you an instruction, you are to follow it. You are to remain naked at all times on the ship. Do you understand? Answer, “yes, daddy,” or, “no, daddy.”” His voice was still impassive, but Zanthia knew this was a warning. Would he caution her again? What would he do that was worse than baring her and spanking her bottom?

“Yes, daddy.” She stared at the floor, feeling exposed and vulnerable.

He opened the door and stood aside, saying, “I believe the custom is, ‘ladies first.’”

Zanthia held her breath as she stepped into the room. She frowned. It looked like a very advanced medical lab. There was a raised examination table in the middle of the room and some large devices rested against the metal walls. Around the sides of the examination table, restraining straps dangled ominously. The residual tingle in her bottom faded away as she considered this new information. Her stomach was suddenly full of butterflies, and it was all she could do not to show how afraid she was. Her body wanted to make her eyes pop out of her head then run far, far away in the opposite direction.

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