Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 479(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
She stared from the pillows then back to him. “Clint? I’m… I’m a little scared.”
He drew her into his arms immediately, rocking gently back and forth. He’d never used a paddle on her before, it was understandable she’d be nervous. “Do you trust me, Charlotte?”
“Yes.” No hesitation. Considering her past, that was a huge thing and he knew it.
“And you know that I would do nothing that would hurt you.”
“I see where this is going… but I’m pretty sure a paddling will hurt!”
“It’s meant to. If it didn’t hurt, it wouldn’t leave much of an impression. I want you to know, without a doubt, that I take your safety very seriously. And I hope this is enough to ensure you never put yourself at risk again. But what I meant was that I would never seriously harm you. A paddling will cause pain. But I won’t do any permanent damage and I would never, ever take you beyond your limits.”
“But what if you don’t know where my limit is?” she wailed.
“I know,” he said confidently. “But if you truly believe I am taking things too far, then you say red, remember?”
He had given her a safe word when they’d first met. She hadn’t ever used it. She nodded, looking calmer.
“Want to be bound?”
“Yes, thank you,” she said quietly.
He moved into the wardrobe and pulled out his large bag of toys. He drew out the handcuffs and put them on the bed. They were made of a thick black leather. Then he pulled out his paddles. He wanted her to have a good look at all of them. The first one he grabbed was large and circular and made with real leather. It didn’t have a handle, but instead had a strap that you slid over your hand. The second was just as large, but was rectangular with a soft plastic core covered in faux leather. The next one was wooden with holes cut into it. She whimpered when she saw that one. Yep, not only did it look intimidating, but it packed a hell of a punch. No way was she ready for it, but she didn’t need to know that he wasn’t going to use it today.
He drew out the last one. It was small and was actually two thin leather pieces joined together at one end to form a handle. It was called a slapper and not only did it land a good sting but the sound of it was extra effective in keeping a naughty little girl on edge. He flicked that one back and forth and she jumped a little.
“Makes a nice sound, doesn’t it?”
She gave him an incredulous look.
“Now, which one to use.” He rubbed his chin.
“Not that one,” she said quickly.
He raised an eyebrow. “Do you get a say, little girl?”
She stuck her lip out in a pout. “No, Daddy.”
He picked up each of them, looking them over as though trying to decide which one to use as she waited nervously. Okay, it wasn’t very nice of him. But it didn’t even touch on the worry he’d suffered while she was missing.
Finally, he settled on the one he’d been intending to use all along. The faux leather one with the soft plastic core. He put the other paddles away. He knew from her wide-eyed look that she had no idea that he was going easy on her. This one probably looked huge and scary.
“Lie over the pillows, little girl,” he said in a low voice.
She studied his face, probably searching for any leniency. Then with a shaky nod, she placed herself over the pillows.
“Hands together on your back.”
She pushed her arms back and he quickly locked the handcuffs around her wrists. Now he moved quicker, not wanting to draw this out. He didn’t want to cause her as much pain as he was about to. It hurt him as well.
But he would do it.
He rubbed the paddle over her bottom. She was nicely supported over the pillows, her ass raised so it provided a good target.
“Spread your legs a bit more,” he commanded.
She whimpered but pushed them apart so he could catch a glimpse of her pussy lips. He rubbed the paddle over her ass. He tapped one cheek lightly. Then the other. He heard her let out a deep breath. Probably relieved that didn’t feel so bad.
Ahh, little darling, you have no idea what’s coming your way.
Okay, those first two weren’t so bad. Neither were the next ones. Her ass stung. It wasn’t comfortable. But it wasn’t the huge pain she had built it up to in her mind.
Another two landed, covering both butt cheeks. She hissed. All right, now it was starting to hurt a bit more.
“That was the warm-up, Charlotte. I want you to thank me for being kind enough to give you a warm-up first.”