Another Saturday another Saturday Spankings! Here's a few more deliciously dominant but rather stinging slaps from STEPBROTHERS, my hot new reverse harem release.
Not one, not two, but three sexy new stepbrothers. Hell yeah, life is about to get real interesting!
This is exactly what’s happened to Clarice Miller. Her mother’s fourth husband has three sons, all unique in their own way, and also handsome, dominant, and, so it seems, madly attracted to their new stepsister.
And she can’t deny she’s all aflutter whenever they’re around; her pulse rockets and her skin heats. Which one to choose? But should she choose any? They’re her new brothers, right, isn’t that kinky as fuck?
The matter is quickly taken out of her hands when she displeases city boy, Parker, and he tips her over his knee for a spanking and then gives her what she’s been searching for. Hugh, a hunk of a fireman, doesn’t have a problem with his brother’s firm hand and soon shows her his wild side.
But can she handle the eldest brother on top of Parker’s and Hugh’s passion-infused demands? He's a too-hot-to-handle killing machine who turns up fresh from a war zone all brooding and mysterious and with very particular needs.
Only time will tell if Clarice can keep her cool when life reaches boiling point. If she’ll be able to bend to her brothers’ will, and if her body is up to the challenge of taking everything they have to offer—at the same time.
EXCERPT
“Why didn’t you send it?” Hugh asked. “I told you to. It’s important not to delay if you want to get on a course this academic year. Which I believe you do.”
“Yes, I do.” She looked at him and then Parker. “I just…”
“What? You forgot, couldn’t be bothered, put it off for no good reason?” Parker asked,
“I just…I’ll do it tomorrow.”
“You’re at work in the café tomorrow, you should have done it yesterday when you had all day.”
“I know I should have. I’m…I’m sorry.” It felt strange apologizing to them, but perhaps it would lighten the mood. Take the irritation from their expressions. Blow that damn cloud away.
“How does sorry help?” Hugh took her hand in his big one.
She kind of shrugged.
“The word ‘sorry’ doesn’t get the form submitted, does it, Clarice?”
“No.” She shook her head.
“You do know there will be consequences for not following my instructions,” Hugh said. “I was quite explicit.”
“What? But I—”
“Clarice,” Parker interrupted. “Actions have consequences, some are rewarding, some serve as punishments.”
“What? No, I don’t want a punishment.”
“You should have thought of that.” Hugh tugged her to the bench until she was standing at the end of it. “And done what I’d asked. It was for your own good. Now you’ll have to be reminded what happens when you don’t behave.”
“Reminded? I…oh…”
He’d tipped her forward at the waist so her chest pressed on the leather upper of the bench. Instinctively, she squirmed and tried to stand.
“No,” Hugh said, deftly capturing her wrists in just one of his hands and pinning them to the small of her back. “Keep still.”
“And have some dignity,” Parker said. “You’ve brought this on yourself.”
“Dignity!” She twisted and glared at Parker. “You have got a nerve and…oh! Fuck.”
Hugh had flicked her dress up, exposing her small pair of pink panties. He was going to spank her, she knew that. His brother had taken his hand to her behind already. It was clearly their thing.
A few seconds later, her panties were pulled down to her knees. A tremble went over her buttocks, and she screwed up her eyes. What had her life become? Tipped over with her rump in the air, helpless to stop a spanking.
“You will remember next time,” Hugh said and set his big cool hand over her ass cheeks. “To do as you are told.”
The air shifted a fraction of a second before the first spank swiped over her ass. She cried out and tried to push away. The pain bloomed instantly, heating her flesh. “Let me go.”
“Don’t fight us,” Parker said, coming to stand at her head. His groin level with her face. “You will only make it worse for yourself.”
“How could it be worse?” She gritted her teeth and glared up at him.
“Believe me,” he said and stroked her hair. “We have very good imaginations when it comes to discipline.”
“You are both…ouch!”
Hugh had spanked her again, twice, one fast slap on each buttock.
She went up onto her tiptoes, grinding forward on the bench.
Another spank, and another, a rapid raining down of his hand on her ass. With each strike she shunted on the bench. After a few moments she noticed her clit was rubbing over the smooth leather in a firm, rhythmic way. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the good sensations.
“She’s pinking up nicely,” Hugh said, pausing to stroke over her buttocks.
She held in a moan. Her pussy was dampening, she was sure of it. The spanking was turning her on. She had no idea how or why.
“She has such a pretty ass,” Parker said, also caressing her butt. “Shame she’s so naughty, huh, and it has to keep being spanked.” He chuckled.
“Yeah, quite the chore for us,” Hugh said lightly.
“Fuck you.” She yanked at her arms. Talking about her like that, as though she was a plaything.
“Stop it,” Hugh said, tightening his grasp. “Keep still.” He brought the flat of his palm down on her behind again and again.
She cried out, arching and bowing, her clit swelling and giving her something else to think about other than the red-hot discomfort.
“Keep the noise down,” Parker ordered.
“Stop smacking my ass, and I will.”
Hugh didn’t let up. He rouged her ass from the lower curve of her buttocks over their plumpest points. He even delivered a few that were dangerously close to her pussy lips.
“Oh fuck…fuck…” She let out a wail. “Ouch…I…”
“Jesus, shut her up, will you, Parker,” Hugh said, palming her left ass cheek and squeezing. “I’ve still got a way to go.”
“No, please, no more. I’m sorry.” She squeezed her eyes closed. “I’m sorry.”
“You should have thought of that,” Hugh said.
Parker cupped her chin. “Open up.”
She opened her eyes.
“Not your eyes, Clarice, open up your mouth.”
He was fiddling with the zipper on his shorts. Behind it she could see the outline of his erection.
Bloody hell. Is he really going to…?
He tugged his cock free and held it in his fist. The end was dark and glossy. Veins stood flush on his shaft.
“Clarice.” He squeezed her cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth. “If you can’t be quiet, I’ll give you something else to do with your mouth.”
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He's awfully brave. I'm not sure it's wise to put such a sensitive item in the mouth of someone being spanked. He could lose it.. Great snippet, Lily! - BTW- The link you provided failed, so I fixed it.
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