As part of WipItUp Wednesday, where writers share excerpts from their works-in-progress and published works, I’m going to share an excerpt from my up-and-coming book with you all!
I am very excited to announce that book 2 of my sci-fi series, His Little Earthling, will be out next Saturday 17th June! I am even more excited to tell you that book 1, Her Daddy and Her Master, is going to be 99 cents from Monday 12th of June until Friday 16th! So, if you haven’t read the first book already, it’s the perfect time to get it, especially since, if you buy Her Daddy and Her Master for 99c and His Little Earthling when it comes out, you will spend about $6 and you’ll receive almost 200,000 words of steamy summer vacation reading. How good value is that?
For some background, the heroine of book two, Sarah, awakens from cryogenic freezing to find herself 300 years in the future; it’s now the year 2320, and she’s on a distant planet. Ral, the alien who finds her, takes her in and looks after her like she’s his little girl. In this sneak preview, she was already in trouble for lying to him, but now she’s in more trouble for hiding his wooden spoon, which he had planned to spank her with.
“I’m going to count to three. That spoon better appear or I’m taking you to the store right now to buy a bigger one, then punishing you in a discipline room.”
“What’s a discipline room?” Sarah asked.
“It’s a public spanking room, usually found next to blocks of public restrooms, for the sole purpose of punishing disobedient bottoms. Go and get the damn spoon, Sarah,” Ral said. What kind of society had public rooms for spanking people? Minos Kerala was ridiculous. “One.”
Sarah panicked. Should she hold out or fold?
She was rooted to the spot. There was no way she was giving up the spoon.
“Okay! Okay, I’ll go get it.” She ran back to her room, where she’d stowed it under her pillow. Blushing furiously and trying not to cry, she put it in his waiting hand. Instead of moving or speaking, he just stood there, a stern look on his face.
“Look, I’m sorry, okay? I actually am sorry. Not that you believe me. You just want to see my ass again.”
“Guilty as charged. Take off your jeans and get over the ironing board.” He pressed a button and a little padded platform slid out of the wall at exactly waist height. Sarah shook her head.
“There is no way that will take my weight.”
“I wouldn’t suggest it if I didn’t know it was safe. Jeans off and get over the ironing board right now Sarah.”
With a sigh like the weight of the world was on her, Sarah went to the ironing board and pressed down on it with both hands. It seemed solid enough. She slipped out of her jeans and perched over the ironing board. It was slightly uncomfortable, despite the padded surface, and she didn’t like being balanced so precariously.
Ral rubbed the surface of her bottom with the back of the spoon; all Sarah could do was close her eyes. She hated that spoon so much.
When the first blow landed, it came down hard and all Sarah thought about was how much it hurt. Ral was taking no prisoners today, and barely a half-dozen swats had landed solidly on her cheeks before Sarah was trying to get out of it.
“Please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend your spoon!” she cried, her legs kicking.
“Remain still or you’re getting extras,” Ral replied dispassionately. Sarah wailed in response, but the threat was scary enough that she resolved to try and stay still.
“Please, daddy, I’ll do anything you say, just stop spanking me!”
Ral spanked her twice more then stopped, but before Sarah thanked him, he leaned down to her ear and said, “Oh, I know you will; it’s the things I don’t specifically tell you that are the problem. It should go without saying that you should be truthful to people, yet you keep telling me that you can do things when you actually can’t. If you just ask for help when you need it, you will save a lot of time and effort instead of pretending you’re able to do things.”
Sarah began to cry then.
“But I want to be able to! And I’m used to being independent and doing everything by myself! Why would I assume you’re better qualified to…to… get me out of a rolling ball, or to paint a wall, for example, any better than I am? Am I supposed to just expect you to do all this?”
“Of course not. That would be silly. What you should do is acknowledge your limitations. Then you can ask for help when you need it.”
Is he going to continue spanking her? What did she lie about to end up in trouble? Find out in His Little Earthling, which is out on Saturday 17th June!