Captured by the Highlanders Hits the Top 50!

I am so pleased to announce that my latest book, Captured by the Highlanders, has steamed to number 48 on the Amazon top 100 for Scottish Historical Romance, and it’s still climbing! There isn’t a category for “historical fantasy BDSM menage” but if there was, that’s where this book would be!

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Check out what all the fuss is about here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073T4P1PT

A big thank-you goes out to everyone who has bought and read my book so far, and to all my reviewers, and to everyone at Stormy Night Publications for making this happen!

Lots of Love,
Katie xxxx

A sneaky preview of Captured by the Highlanders

It’s WipItUp Wednesday, the blog hop where writers share their works in progress or recently published work, and I’ve got an exciting excerpt to share with you!

Oooh this one is a ménage! 3 guys, one girl, and it’s all about her! Isn’t that the best sort of ménage? In case the title didn’t give it away, the 3 heroes in this story are all Highlanders, although the action takes place in the Lowlands.

Set in 1899, it’s the story of a sassy Irish girl who’s escaping an evil English duke who kidnapped her. When she meets three Highlanders, they think she’s part of the duke’s entourage, so they try to kidnap her to ransom back to the duke. Sparks, of course, fly, when they find out her true identity, and decide they need to rescue her… if only her smart mouth would just stay closed long enough to let them.

Here’s an artist’s impression (OK, I totes DIY’d it) of the three Highlanders:

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I can’t wait to see what the cover will look like! And here’s a steamy excerpt (play nice 😉 as I haven’t got the copy-edited version yet) from a scene with Bridget, Jacob and Kieran:

Kieran suddenly turned to the door, and Jacob followed his gaze. When he saw Bridget standing in the doorway, holding some folded sheets, he frowned. Had she heard their conversation?

 “The polite thing to do is to knock before entering someone’s room,” he chided her, semi-sternly.

She seemed to recover herself, then, and she cocked her head defiantly.

“Don’t get your knickers in a twist; I’ll be quiet as the grave. I only came to bring your fresh linens for you as the innkeeper forgot to change them afore we took the rooms. Now, are you going to let me change the bed or would you rather threaten to stick pins under my nails or some such?”

“Oh no, little lady. I’ve got a much better idea what we can do with a willful young lady who can’t be polite,” Kieran told her. Jacob caught his eye and saw it was twinkling with amusement. He’d been waiting for a reason to spank her, and Bridget had played straight into their hands.

“I think you can both go and whistle up a rope,” she retorted. In a moment, Jacob was across the room and closed his hands around her soft arms. Kieran swiftly joined him and took the sheets she held, placing them on the dresser, then closed the bedroom door.

“I think I saw a hairbrush in that drawer,” Jacob remarked, and Kieran grinned wickedly.

Jacob lifted Bridget off her feet and carried her to the bed, where he sat on the edge of it and arranged her over his knee. He slid her dress and petticoat up, and groaned softly when he saw the delicate white skin of her cheeks.

“I won’t let you do whatever you’re planning,” she blustered.

“You’re over my knee, your bottom is bared for me to see, and you cannae move. How do you plan to prevent me?” Jacob asked, as he gently caressed her bottom.

“Why are you doing this?” she demanded.

“Aye, it’s less of the ‘I won’t let you’ and more of the ‘why,’ now,” Kieran observed.

“We are doing this because you need to know who is in charge around here,” Jacob said. He admired her shapely curves as his hand trailed over her skin. He could feel his hardness pressing into her belly already.

“Ye dinnae have a very good attitude, lass, and we think it’s high time ye learn that we won’t stand for any nonsense,” Kieran added.

“Ye ken what this is, aye?” Jacob held the hairbrush in front of her face.

She nodded. “It’s for getting rid of tangles.”

“It’s got its other uses, too,” Kieran’s voice was filled with mirth. Jacob wondered how long they could keep this up before they just bent her over the nearest piece of furniture and filled her with their cocks. She was so hot, innocent, and feisty all at the same time, and he wanted her so much.

Jacob took the hairbrush from Kieran and swatted Bridget’s right bottom cheek with the back of it. It left a fine oval imprint that turned from white to red. She inhaled sharply and he watched her fists clench as she tried not to show how much this hurt. He wanted her to know she was his, just as much as she was Callum’s.

“You’re going to get six of these from me, then you’re going to thank me, then it’s Kieran’s turn to spank you,” Jacob told her conversationally. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kieran nodding emphatically.

Liking symmetry, Jacob brought the back of the hairbrush down on her left cheek, this time, and watched as it colored to match the other one. She gasped and squeezed her fists hard. Jacob landed the brush twice more, so there were four nice red marks on her white skin, then he paused for a moment and caressed her soft bottom with the tips of his fingers, lightly swirling them over the cool white and hot red areas. The contrast under his fingers was highly arousing. Before he’d been doing it for long, she moaned.

“This isn’t fair!” she complained.

“Are you not enjoying yourself down there?” Jacob asked.

She shook her head fervently and her black curls bounced on the wooden floor.

Suspecting she was lying, he put his hand between her legs and felt her sex. It was soaking wet and she cried out when he touched her most sensitive area.

“I think the next two swats should be extra hard because you’re not being very truthful, young lady.”

He brought the hairbrush down on the place where her thighs met her bottom cheeks, hard, and delighted when she whimpered in surprise.

“What do you have to say for yourself?” he prompted her.

“Thank-you.” Bridget said it through gritted teeth.

“Good girl. Now it’s Kieran’s turn.” Jacob tipped Bridget upright and got to his feet as her skirt tumbled back down to her ankles. Kieran gently led her to about three feet away from the window.

What’s Kieran going to do with Bridget? Find out on Saturday, when Captured by the Highlanders comes out!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

A Sexy Spanking Extract From Sharing The Princess

Sharing the Princess came out last week, and today’s post is a sexy extract from one of spanking scenes. In this one, Cedric is teaching Elspeth a lesson because she was topping from the bottom:

He leaned over her, and she felt his cock stir beneath her belly as he murmured into her ear, “I think you should go and stand in the corner and think about how much I’m going to spank you for topping from the bottom.” This time, she could hear the authority in his voice.

He helped her carefully up off his knee, and she went to stand where he’d told her. It wasn’t technically a corner, complained a thought at the back of her mind. She was actually against a flat wall flanked on one side by an ivy-covered marble statue of an ancient goddess with no arms.

Maybe she should have been less critical. She had, of course, met people in the past who hadn’t dished out a spanking in their lives. However, none of them had ever wanted to spank someone, and more to the point, none of them had ever wanted to spank her. She wondered if there was any way she could give him pointers without undermining him. If only Lea was amenable to the idea, Elspeth knew she could show Cedric what to do on Lea’s bottom. It wasn’t going to help right now, though.

She tried to feel even a tiny bit submissive, but it was so far against her nature that she struggled without some outside help. She’d submitted before, years ago, but it had been bondage, not spanking, that had piqued her interest back then. In the intervening years, she’d grown quite fond of spanking other people. Ben was the only man she’d ever permitted to spank her, and his dominance radiated from every inch of his perfectly formed body. She tried to think about how she had felt when Ben had corrected her. When he’d held her down with his huge paws, powered by those devastating biceps, her pussy had gotten so wet. Soon she was feeling more submissive. A tingling sensation shot through her core as she remembered Ben’s hand landing on her bottom.

“Come here, please, Elspeth.” Cedric’s voice interrupted her thoughts. Elspeth turned and walked toward him. “Tell me why I’m spanking you,” he instructed her.

Elspeth tried not to giggle as her face began to flush. Where had that feeling come from? Did she really feel embarrassed about how she had behaved? She almost never felt embarrassed about anything. Ashamed, occasionally, but never outright humiliation.

“Because I was topping from the bottom while you were trying to spank me,” she said in a small voice.

He pulled her over his knee and turned her skirt back, and this time, it stayed where he put it. She felt his hand caress her cheeks through her panties. Before she could suggest that he might want to pull her underwear down, she felt his hand land on her bottom. It was much harder this time, and she gasped involuntarily. He rubbed her skin again, and the warmth was vivid even through her briefs. He spanked her slowly, five or six times, pausing between each swat and sending tingles to her clit as he massaged her bottom. She felt his cock stirring under her, and she moaned with desire. What he lacked in forcefulness, he more than made up for in sensuality. A finger dived between the waistband of her panties and her slightly spanked skin, and he slid her underwear down. Her cheeks felt the cool air, then his hand swatted her again, a little harder and faster this time, making her roll her hips as she felt her cheeks starting to warm up. He paused again, and his caresses made her arch her back and try to grind her pussy into his leg.

“You have been a very, very naughty girl, and you’re going to have to make amends by sucking my cock then letting me claim that bottom hole of yours. Has anyone ever been back there?” His voice was heavy with obvious lust, and Elspeth felt a little liquid trickling out of her wet channel as she heard how turned on he’d gotten from spanking her.

“Yes.” She was mildly amused by the idea that she might be any kind of virgin after the life she’d led, but he wasn’t to know, and his earnest gallantness was endearing.

He spanked her bottom again, and her skin tingled where his hand had touched her. Then a finger dived into her pussy before he used her own juices to lubricate her ass. She had just enough time to be surprised at the sudden invasion, then he withdrew his finger again.

“I’m a knight, so that’ll be, ‘Yes, sir,’ from now on. Do you understand?” His words made her melt slightly, as she realized he was really doing this. Another swat to her bottom made Elspeth squeak.

“Yes, sir.” Her clit twitched as she spoke.

“Good girl.” He resumed spanking her at a much faster pace than before, and although his swats weren’t very hard, they built up fast. Elspeth soon had to catch her breath while her bared bottom burned.

When Cedric stopped, he tipped her upright and gently rubbed her stinging cheeks, then he unbuttoned his pants. His cock sprang out and it was just as hard and thick as the time Elspeth had caned him. She got down on her knees on the flagstones and leaned forward. His huge cock was pulsating and glowing in the eerie light, and when she opened her mouth to take him inside her, the musky taste made her pussy yearn to be filled more than ever. She moved her head down on his shaft and felt his tip touch the back of her soft palate. It must have been years since she last sucked anyone’s cock, but now she remembered how much she enjoyed it. Why had she stopped submitting to anyone? When had that happened? She had always loved the rush of seizing control of someone, but at some point she had forgotten that she needed to balance that out, or the power went to her head. Was that why she’d practically thrown herself at Ben a few days ago? Because after five years of being queen, she needed to stop being in charge for an hour or two?

As she twirled her tongue around Cedric’s shaft, she tried not to shake her head. Ben was hot, any red-blooded woman would have done the same if he’d bent them over a table and firmly disciplined their bottom. And although she was remorseful for fucking Lea without asking Ben, it had been worth it. Lea was damn sexy, even without being paired with the hottest blacksmith in the kingdom.

Cedric was hot too. And he seemed to fit with her so well, in a number of different ways. His cock was the perfect size for this. He seized the back of her head and his member went further down her throat, making long-unused nerve endings tickle as she let him move her along the length of his cock.

He kept going for several delicious minutes before he slowly slid her away from him, then he held her face at arm’s length and regarded her.

“You did that nicely. Maybe if you take my cock in your ass without a fuss, I’ll let you come on it.”

Buy Sharing the Princess now on Amazon.com!

Lots of Love,
Katie xxxx

Sharing the Princess is out now!

Are you excited? I’m very excited! Remember how I mentioned recently that my latest book was out this weekend? Well, Sharing the Princess is out now and you can find it on Amazon.com. I can hardly contain my excitement!

Here’s the blurb from Amazon:

After Princess Leandrina falls in love with a blacksmith named Ben, the couple take refuge in the kingdom of Queen Elspeth of Dovedale. Leandrina’s father offers a great reward to any man who brings her back home, but the knights who take up the quest quickly discover that the princess is quite ably protected by the stern, handsome blacksmith and the beautiful, powerful queen.

When Leandrina puts herself at risk with her disobedience, however, she soon finds her bottom bared for a sound spanking from her firm-handed protector. The shameful chastisement arouses the princess deeply, and she seeks comfort in the arms of Elspeth, but after Ben hears of it and punishes them both soundly, he and Elspeth decide that from now on they will share the princess.

Their situation grows more complicated when Elspeth falls in love with Sir Cedric Wilmslow, one of the knights who had sought to capture Leandrina, and decides to aid him in his quest to free his captive brother. When the princess, the queen, the knight, and the blacksmith end up facing off against a marauding dragon, will they emerge victorious?

Publisher’s Note: Sharing Her Princess includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

And this is what the cover looks like (a bigger version is on its way), I had to share it with you as soon as I could, because it’s so beautiful! It was, of course, designed by the incredibly talented Korey Mae Johnson:

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You can read a free excerpt, which (spoiler alert) includes a menage scene and an extremely steamy spanking scene, here on Amazon.com.
I hope you like it!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Exciting News! New fantasy menage out soon!

It’s that time again! I blighted literature once more by attempting to write something. For those of you who are into that sort of thing (books, I mean), there’s a new one coming out this Easter weekend, and it’s a cracker.

It’s a fairytale story set in a magical kingdom about a golden-haired princess who wants to marry a blacksmith, and an evil queen who isn’t so evil after all, and a knight who tries to rescue the princess, because he gets a bit confused. They’re all over 18, of course (I mention this because you can never tell with princesses), and much spanking and menage-y goodness ensues.

I haven’t got a blurb for it yet, so I took the liberty of writing one myself:

When valiant knight Cedric arrives at the evil queen Elspeth’s castle ready to rescue the princess Leandrina, he is in for a big surprise. Not only is the princess not kidnapped, she is in fact set on marrying a handsome blacksmith, Ben, and they’re both very good friends with the evil queen, who isn’t so very evil after all. But Cedric faces a dilemma; he was promised half the kingdom as well as Lea’s hand in marriage if she were safely returned to her father, the king of a nearby country. While Cedric is happy for Lea to marry whomever she likes, he needs that money to rescue his brother who is being held ransom. When the queen canes him and imprisons him in her dungeon for attempting to steal Lea away, he is at a loss about how to rescue his brother. To make matters worse, he finds he’s falling in love with the beautiful, dominant queen Elspeth, who appears to also be in love with Lea and Ben. But when Cedric finds his own dominant side starting to emerge, can he find it within himself to command respect from a princess and a queen?

In a nearby cottage, Princess Leandrina is struggling to learn her new role in life. She cast aside her upper class life in a castle, preferring to live in the village with her beloved, dominant blacksmith Ben. When she jeopardizes that, however, Ben shows her that he has no compunction about bending her over the kitchen table and administering strict discipline to her bared bottom. No matter how hard she fights Ben, Elspeth and Cedric, she will be shown how to submit to them. Only then can she find her happily ever after. 

Will any of them get together? Obviously!* It’s more of a question of how often, with whom, and (since Cedric and Elspeth are both switches) in what configuration! I’ll leave that for you to speculate upon, until the book comes out.

*This is romance; a happy ending is guaranteed, unless you’re JoJo Moyes or David Nicholls, who incidentally are persona non grata on my bookshelf. I want my happily ever after to be iron-clad with none of that depressing people-die-at-the-end nonsense.

Lastly, I’ve seen the cover art for this one, and OH MY FREAKING GOD IT IS BREATHTAKING. I still don’t know what the title’s going to be, so once I’ve got a picture of the cover art with the finalized title, you’ll be the first to know what it looks like!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Serving the Immortals is out now!

My latest sizzling-hot spanking novel is out today and it’s completely different to anything I’ve written before!
Yearning for some girl-on-girl(-on-girl) action with the same feel as a M/F or M/M/F erotic spanking romance? It’s here at last.

Serving the Immortals is a story about a girl who gets tangled up in the dark underworld of vampires in Central Europe. Sabine Fischer has been searching her entire life for meaning, substance, or the thing that would make her feel complete.
Then, not one, but TWO hot female vampires come along and sweep her off her feet.

This is the exact book I wish had existed eight or nine years ago (you remember; when a person could still browse the entire back catalog of Literotica in a quiet afternoon… that would probably take weeks or months nowadays) when I first discovered that the internet was full of sexy stories about lesbians, about vampires and about spanking… but none of it seemed to be in the same story! #thereifixedit.

So, if your thing is lesbian BDSM vampires who like spanking, dressing up in maid costumes, hanging out in dramatic European locations and fighting the patriarchy (and kicking cardboardy vampire tropes in the face), you’re gonna love this one.

If not… you’ll have to wait until my next book comes out. #sorrynotsorry #thereisaidit

Want to know what happens in this story? Here’s the blurb:

Sabine Fischer’s life is changed forever the moment she sets eyes on Monique Araignée. The beautiful, mysterious woman is unlike anyone Sabine has ever met, and she cannot help obsessing over her. But when she takes her curiosity too far, Sabine ends up over the tall, stern woman’s knee for a painful, humiliating bare-bottom spanking.

Though the encounter initially leaves her confused and unfulfilled, after Sabine is visited in the night and thoroughly dominated by Monique’s servant, Hannah, she learns that the two women are vampires and that from now on she will be expected to serve them.

Sabine quickly finds herself drawn irrevocably into a dangerous yet exciting new world, and surrendering to Monique and Hannah’s skillful mastery of her body brings her more pleasure than she would have ever thought possible. But when another powerful vampire seeks to harm Sabine, will her mistresses be ready to do whatever is necessary to keep her safe?

Publisher’s Note: Serving the Immortals includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

And here is the tantalizing cover art from the extremely talented Korey Mae Johnson:
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Serving the Immortals is available now on Amazon, published by Stormy Night Publications.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Katie answers some spam comments (and book announcement)

I get literally dozens of these comments every day; I’m not sure why, but one blog post in particular seems to get most of the comments. Bizarre. I can tell if they’re spam because the link doesn’t match the email address and the name is usually not filled out with a name; it’s been given a spammy headline instead, like “Get Cheap Bobble Hats Here” (sadly, they’re never, “Get Cheap Canes Here”). Then there is the content of these comments. They’re irrelevant, they’re often senseless, and almost always written in broken English. So here is a miniature hall of shame for some of the silliest ones (and at the bottom, there’s a HUGE announcement about my next book). To view each comment more clearly, zoom in with the buttons “ctrl +” and zoom out by pressing “ctrl -” or zoom out by clicking the magnifying glass in the top right of the screen when you’re zoomed in.

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Dear Ade (may I call you Ade? I mean it’s usually short for Adrian but in your case it seemed appropriate),
Thank you for making me aware that you have compiled a listing of the highest rated and hottest trainers. Do you mean the footwear (i.e. sneakers) or a list of people like the lady at the gym, who yells at me to do more stomach crunches? Would love to hear more,
Katie xxxx

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dear seaside spammy comment burn

Dear S.R.,
I’d like to make you aware that in the last 30 days you have posted at least 17 times. Unfortunately, the comments you have written are both nonsensical and off-topic; additionally I suspect that your contact emails are a fake. Does anyone have 17 different email addresses? I think not. So far, your emails have claimed to be from Wilhelmina, Jeremy, Lester, Jeannine, Greta, Fae, Celeste, Lara, Marisa, Oliver, Hollie, Alberto, Shavonne, Octavia, Brittny and Madeleine. Some of you either have dreadfully unfortunate parentage, or you appear incapable of spelling your own names. I would make you all stand in the corner, but I’d need a room the shape of a dodecahedron to fit you all in.
Please do watch out for brussels.
Katie xxxx
P.S. Here are some examples of your comments:

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Dear Message,
Thank-you so much for your comment. I’m assuming you’re human, although robot is a possibility. Your name and website URL imply that you want to write Valentine’s messages for people. I think your time would be better spent learning to write sentences that make sense, and which are relevant to the post on which you are commenting. Furthermore, this is 10 days late for Valentine’s day. I am curious as to who Nicholas S. is, who “she” is (is “she” Nicholas S?), and where on my entire website you found a guide to anything at all.
Katie xxxx

dear supervisor comment burn replying to stupid comments

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Dear Yeezys,
Thank you for bringing this to my attention. Shopping bodily sounds ghastly, like some sort of strange world where unclothed torsos are wandering around with nowhere to put their credit card. I think I’d much rather go to a mall.
Katie xxxx

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Dear Curry,
Thank you for your comment. Please do not put curry in your footwear. The stains will never come out.
Katie xxxx

dear curry stupid spammy comments burn

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Dear August,
I’m so glad your workfellow purchased you dinner as a result of my article. Please do let me know how his analysis went. I’d love to see a Chi-squared of spanking literature.
Katie xxxx

dear august spam sick burn troll comments

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And then there’s the ones that don’t make any sense no matter which way you stare at them:

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Dear The Three Stooges,
I would like to make you aware that this is a spanking blog. You want a gobbledegook blog. Here’s one: http://blog-o-nonsense.blogspot.co.uk/
Knock yourself out. Literally.
Katie xxxx

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dear forieng language spam trolls get burned

Dear Fietskadertop,
If you understood enough of my blog post to feel moved to comment, you are capable of doing so in English.
Katie xxxx

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In other news, Her Vampire Mistresses, a girl-on-girl-on-girl three way erotic spanking romance, is out next Friday! It’s time to put your Kindle in the deep freeze for a week because this one is smoking hot! It’s set against a backdrop of stunning European scenery such as the city of Prague, a ruined castle in the south of France and a mountain chateau in Switzerland. I’m sure you’re going to adore it.

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

Katie Reads Mastered by the Highlanders!

My second video has just gone live on Katie Reads, the Youtube channel where I read excerpts from my books!

In this video, I read an excerpt from Mastered by the Highlanders, a bestselling menage set in early 18th century Scotland.  You can find my latest video here:

https://youtu.be/FkZQaIWeh00

You will need a gmail/google/Youtube login to view it, as I’ve age restricted it.
Enjoy, and let me know what you think of it (if you dare)!

I’m also super-excited that my latest book, Her Daddy and Her Master, has had such lovely reviews, and I wanted to say a big thank-you to everyone who has taken the time to write a review of my book!

And lastly, my latest webcomic page can be found here! Thank-you to everyone who’s voted this month on Top Web Comics; I can’t believe Corner Time Now is in the top 1000 webcomics and the top 200 in two categories in barely a month since I began drawing it!

Lots of love,
Katie xxxx

A steamy excerpt from Her Daddy and Her Master

Wondering what sort of scorching scenes to expect in Her Daddy and Her Master, my latest book? Here’s an excerpt from about halfway through, when Laila is being punished for not wearing her butt plug every day. It’s not technically an entry for SatSpanks because it’s too long, but this is Saturday, and someone is getting spanked, so you can make up your own mind whether it counts or not:

“Go to the staircase and stand in front of it,” Flin said. Laila turned and walked toward it, feeling Flin’s eyes on her naked bottom. She stopped before the first step, and waited for further instructions.

“Bend over, hold onto the railings,” he ordered. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that he still held the rope. She hated the idea of being restrained.

“Please don’t tie me up.”

“What color are you feeling?” came the response.

“Orange,” she said.

“Then bend over, hold onto the railings,” he reiterated. With a sigh, Laila complied. As she felt him tie her hands to the handrails, she closed her eyes and tried to center herself. This was happening, she told herself, whether she wanted it to happen exactly like this or not. Laila tested whether she could pull free while he wasn’t looking, but even though the rope didn’t feel too tight, he had managed to hold her fast.

A few seconds later, she heard a swooshing sound, then a stick was thrust in front of her.

“Know what this is?” he asked.

“No, master.” She had a fairly good idea that it was going to be used on her bottom, but hoped he would prove her wrong and that it would turn out to be a special hi-tech chocolate summoning stick or something.

“It’s a switch cut from a Telian Whip Tree. On my home planet, a Whip Tree is specially grown near all dwellings, and the sticks are cut from it for one reason; to chastise naughty bottoms.”

There it was, Laila thought. She knew it had been something like that. The chances of it being a stick for summoning chocolate had been too remote.

“Usually, the punishment duration is dictated by the longevity of the stick. When the stick breaks, that’s often the end of the punishment, but it is not unheard of for particularly unrepentant individuals to get up to seven sticks, although seven is the limit due to Telian laws regarding punishments,” Flin said. Laila looked at the stick with a growing sense of horror. “Out here, in space, of course, there’s no such laws. In your case, however, I won’t be breaking any sticks. After all, where would I get another one, this distance off-world? Count fifteen please.”

Laila was surprised by the rapid shift from the geography lesson to her chastisement, and the first stroke caught her unawares.

“Yeeeoooooowwwww!” she shouted, as she strained against the ropes holding her in place. The stick sliced across her bottom and burned.

“That’s not a number, Laila. Back to zero. Count fifteen, please,” Flin seemed totally insensitive to Laila’s pain as a second stroke scored agonizingly into her flesh.

“Owwwwww! O…one!”

He leaned in and pulled her hair as he said, “Don’t forget to address me as master or I’ll add extras.” The following strike was just as bad, bringing tears to her eyes already.

“Two…ooo…oooh, ma…aa…aaster!”

At the next stroke, she was astounded that her pussy twitched, despite the searing pain slicing across her bottom.

“Threeee owwwww m…m…master!” She tried to imagine something nice, to distract herself from the pain, but the only thing that came to mind right then was the feeling of standing too close to a bonfire.

“Fooourrr… maa…aaster!” She began crying, and as Flin continued to strike her unprotected bottom with the switch, her sobs turned to howls as the tears continued to fall.

As they got into the higher numbers, Flin varied his speed, and Laila never knew when to expect the next one, with some happening in short succession and others being minutes apart. They reached fifteen, and Laila went limp in her bindings, still sobbing, hoping Flin would untie her now. Her pussy was soaked and she was barely able to believe that she craved his attentions, despite the pain of her punishment. She gasped as she felt something pressing at the entrance to her back passage.

“What’s that, master?”

“Your butt plug. You’re very wet, my dear.” Flin continued working it into her. She hated the part where it went in. It was the hardest. Until it came back out again, anyway.

 

What happens next? Find out in Her Daddy and Her Master!
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