Welcome to Saturday Spankings. This week a few from MASTER OF HER WORLD, which has just become available on Kindle Unlimited.
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With her own world facing catastrophic environmental collapse, Briella's only option is to seek refuge on the planet Roun, but the cost of her choice will be her freedom. Upon reaching her new home, she is met by Gastion, the stern, handsome man to whom she now belongs, and he wastes no time in making his expectations clear. Briella will obey him in all things and make her beautiful body available to him in every way, or her bare bottom will pay the price.
Gastion quickly demonstrates that his warnings are not to be taken lightly, and when he discovers that Briella has smuggled prohibited contraband from her home planet she is punished thoroughly. But while he is more than ready to be strict with her, Gastion soon proves that a skillful master can bring his slave pleasure beyond anything she could have imagined, and Briella finds herself surrendering willingly even as he claims her in ever more shameful ways.
Their passion blossoms into romance, but there are strict rules governing interactions between masters and slaves, and it isn't long before Gastion and Briella's relationship attracts scrutiny from the governing authorities. Can their love survive the wrath of the planet's powerful king?
Suddenly it hit; one hard, resounding slap on her right buttock. She cried out as the pain bloomed over her skin, then jerked, trying to get away from it.
The sting followed.
“No, keep still.” He gathered her hair in his free hand and tugged.
She stilled as her scalp complained. “Oh, Sir...”
“I wish to see my handprint come alive.”
She bit on her bottom lip. Did all masters on Roun wish for this? She wasn’t sure. Maybe that should be her question.
He was rubbing her buttock again, exactly where he’d hit. “Here it comes. My handprint on you. Beautiful.”
“Does that mean your hand is well, Sir?”
“I believe it does.” He gripped her hair tighter. “Keep still. One more.”
She screwed up her eyes and tensed her butt cheeks.
“No, relax. Don’t do that.”
“Sorry, Sir.”
It took great effort to release the tension in her buttocks. But as soon as she did he struck her again.
She’d been aware of the air shifting around her opposite buttock a moment before a fire- like slap hit down. And when it did, the heat burned against her nerve endings. He’d put solid muscle behind the slap.
“Mmm...” Gast said, pulling her a little closer. His cock was hard against her and his body as warm as hers. “There we go. Good girl.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He chuckled. “You are thanking me for a spank?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good, that means you will get more of them.” He chuckled again. “You obviously like it.”
She swallowed tightly. She wasn’t sure how many spankings she really wanted, or if she liked it. But his hand was better than the flogger.
I'm with her. The hand is better than the flogger any day. Even for pleasure.
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