I’m so excited to finally be able to access the internet again on my laptop! i can hardly believe in a few short hours it will be 2015. As I contemplate the new year and all it has to offer I am munching on my favorite black jelly beans and sipping licorice tea. This might be licorice overkill but hey I like it. 🙂
This week I am sharing a snippet from my current WIP, Glory in the Morning. Glory is an erotic author with a bit of problem. She’s still a virgin at the ripe old age of 35. She and her friends discuss the problem over several drinks and Glory decides this is her year. She devises a plan to go to a local bdsm club for research and to rid herself of the problem once and for all. Of course the best laid plans…
In this snippet Glory opens her door to find Gabriel; the Dom she’d run out on earlier before their scene was finished after he provided her with some delicious orgasms because Glory didn’t want to answer his questions. The Dom was quite disgruntled with the troublesome author and decided since the scene hadn’t ended and Glory hadn’t used her safe word they simply had a change of venue. Glory is about to experience her first punishment after years of fantasizing about being taken to task by a stern man.
Let’s see what happens!
Glory barely had time to change into her favorite flannel gown and wash her face before the door bell rang.
She frowned, who would come over to her house this late? Maybe Nat and Jess couldn’t wait until tomorrow to ask about her evening.
That had to be it! With a grin she swung the door open, “You couldn’t wait until tomorrow?”
The sight of Gabriel standing on her door step with a pair of lacy panties in his hand brought her hand to her throat in alarm.
“I certainly couldn’t young lady,” he said firmly herding her back into her hallway and pushing the door closed behind him. “In the future you’re not to answer the door without asking who it is and definitely not unless you’re dressed.”
Glory blinked up at him, still trying to process the fact that he was standing in her house at all, much less giving her instructions about stuff that wasn’t really his business.
“Am I understood?”
“Huh?” she asked as she licked suddenly dry lips.
“I asked if I was understood,” he explained helpfully.
“Understood about what? Why are you here?” Glory asked. “We finished didn’t we?”
Gabriel quirked on eyebrow at her and folded his arms across his chest as he studied her, apparently prepared to wait her out.
She flushed and plucked at her gown anxiously, “I mean…we…well…I er…I was kind of done and it was late…soo…”
“Did I or did I not tell you to wait for me in my office?” he asked succinctly.
“Well…I…guess…sort of,” Glory finished lamely, still avoiding eye contact.
“Morning Glory Walters, I asked you a question and I expect an answer,” Gabriel said firmly.
She gulped, raising her flushed face to meet his stern gaze, “Oh my gosh, did you just three name me?”
“Glory,” he said her name warningly.
“Ok. Yes! I confess! You told me to wait and I left. I was kind of in a hurry so I…,”
“You panicked and ran away,” Gabriel finished for her. “Our scene was not finished and you knew it.”
“I must have misunderstood,” she said rather lamely.
“Glory, you already have one punishment coming. Do you really want to add to it by lying to me?”
“P.punishment?” Glory began to back carefully down the hall away from the big Dom.
Gabriel smiled and stalked slowly towards her, rolling up his sleeves as he advanced towards her retreating figure.
Glory’s eyes widened at his approach then turned in a blind panic to run and ran straight into a wall. Gabriel caught her politely preventing her fall when she bounced off the wall backwards straight into his arms.
Gabriel bit back a laugh at the startled expression in her hazel eyes when she found herself back in his arms.
“Good girl,” he told her with a grin as he steered her towards the living room with the arm he had wrapped around her waist. “It’s always best to face a punishment immediately. I’m proud of you sweetness.”
“Wait…what? I wasn’t…I mean I…,” Glory stammered as if she wasn’t quite sure how she found herself standing between his legs as he sat down in the center of her cream colored sofa.
“What do you have to say for yourself young lady?” Gabriel asked her sternly, his eyes pinning her in place.
Her face filled with color, “I just couldn’t stay and…”
“You didn’t want to answer my questions,” once again he finished for her.
She looked down, “No sir.”
“Eyes on me Glory,” he barked. Wide hazel eyes sprang back up to his and her chin began to quiver quite enchantingly. “You knew I expected you to be waiting in my office when I got back.”
“Yes sir,” she said softly her shoulders rounding dejectedly.
“You were naughty weren’t you?” he asked her watching her responses closely.
Eyes dilated, Glory gave a shudder before, swallowing visibly and answering, “Yes sir.”
There it was the delicious response of a submissive who knew she’d earned a punishment she both feared and craved.
“What happens to naughty little girls?” Gabriel asked her continuing to hold her gaze.
She shuddered again, letting her breath out in a little gasp, before she squeaked her answer, “They get spanked.”
“That’s right, naughty little girls get spanked on their bare bottoms,” he told her as he took her arm firmly and pulled her down over his lap.
“Wait! No! You can’t!” Glory came back to life struggling to roll off his lap but Gabriel held her easily in place.
“Be still!” he said delivering two crisp swats to her flannel covered bottom.
“Oh!” she cried out as she jerked in response to the swift spanks.
“Why are you here?” Gabriel asked firmly. “Why are you over my lap about to get your bare bottom spanked?”
“Stop saying that out loud!” she yelled, beginning to twist her body a little frantically.
Again he held her easily in place, marveling at the deep red color filling her face and neck as she looked up at him over her shoulder in a panic. Shaking his head with a sigh he pulled the hem of her gown up to reveal her naked backside.
“Obviously I need to help you focus on the issue at hand,” he told her resolutely as he lifted his hand high and brought it back down hard on her white bottom. It bounced delightfully beneath his hand as he delivered swat after swat to her wriggling posterior.
“Oww! Ohh! Please! I’m sorry sir!”
Raining his hand down hard and fast, Gabriel paid special attention to the under curve of her generous bottom as he delivered five swats to each sit spot before stopping the stroking his hand over the area he’d just spanked.
“What are you sorry for young lady?”
I hope everyone has a safe and Happy New Year!!!