Blurb: After a bleak childhood in foster care, Kelly's growing mistrust has her running away again and again. Homeless and penniless, with no relatives to harbor her and a penchant for escaping her caretakers, Kelly is finally handed over to one of the few parish orphanages remaining in existence until she turns eighteen, when she is released.
Possessing only a little money, few skills, and even fewer resources, Kelly's attempts at job hunting end up with her prowling the streets in desperation – until a wealthy stranger makes her a proposition she is too cold and hungry to refuse. Though it isn't until he takes her home that she realizes just what she's gotten herself into.
Publisher's Note: This book contains elements of power exchange, and dynamics of age-play as well as discipline. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
Excerpt: He turned the spigot to stop the flow then helped her into the tub. "You are never to climb in or out of the bathtub unless Daddy is here to assist you."
"May I take a shower?"
"No. Little girls only take baths. Should you disobey me in this, you will be spanked. Understand?"
Unfortunately, she was starting to get the picture. "Yes… Daddy."
He nodded. "Good girl. I expect you will slip up from time to time, and I will correct you if you make a mistake. Using the wrong honorific isn't punishable as long as you use either of the two I've allowed you."
Kelly was beginning to think she'd never remember all these rules when her daddy started to bathe her. Actually, what he did was closer to scrubbing than washing. At one point, after he'd slipped the soapy washcloth between her legs, he scoured her with a touch more force, until it burned.
"Oww, Daddy! That hurts, please don't."
She thought he'd apologize, but he scowled at her instead. "You were a very dirty little girl, Kelly. I regret the need for Daddy to rub your tender flesh so harshly, but you can't go to bed with the filth of the street still on you, so I must be unusually rough."
That scared her a little, so she tensed her thighs against him. She totally didn't expect him to pull her halfway out of the tub and spank her when she did.
"I warned you never to close off any part of your body to your daddy. Do that again, and Daddy will be forced to take a paddle to your bottom."
Surprised and hurting, Kelly found herself whimpering in protest. She never cried, not since the night her parents were murdered, but her eyes grew unexpectedly damp as she wailed like the child he wanted her to be. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I won't do it again. I promise," she begged, hoping he would stop, but he kept at until she imagined her behind catching fire.
"You were a bad, bad girl, Kelly. So, Daddy has to be especially strict with you tonight. You need to learn this lesson," he insisted, not slowing down one bit.
"I have. I promise, Daddy. I'll never pull away from you again, even when you hurt me."
He gave her three more hard swats before he eased her back into the bath. Kelly cried out again as the heated water and soap suds burned her very sore bottom. "Ow. Oww. It hurts, Daddy," she pleaded, struggling to get up, but he held her in place with a frown.
Tears still streamed down her cheeks as she gazed at him. But the moment she stopped resisting, he released her, crouched at the side of the tub, and simply glowered at her.
"What do you say to me," he asked sternly.
"I'm sorry, Daddy," she whimpered, but he shook his head. That wasn't what he wanted or expected from her. She tried to think, but her bottom hurt, and she couldn't remember what he'd told her.
He touched her chin. "Look at me, Kelly."
She didn't hesitate to obey him this time, though her lower lip quivered in response to his scowl. Then, he surprised her once again, this time by giving her a warm smile.
"Is Daddy's little girl really sore?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle.
Unnerved by the sudden change, Kelly sniffed and nodded.
"Is Kelly sorry for what she did that made it necessary for Daddy to punish her?"
"Yes, Daddy," she parroted back, beginning to understand.
"Is Kelly grateful her daddy takes such excellent care of her that he punishes her when she's been bad, even though it hurts him to do so?"
Another nod. "Yes, Daddy."
"What do little girls say when they are grateful?"
Now she realized exactly what he wanted. He'd punished her, and he expected her to express appreciation for his attention. "Thank you, Daddy."
"That's my girl," he whispered, leaning forward to place a kiss on her forehead.
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About Kathryn R Blake
Although Kathryn is relatively new to the spanking romance market, she is not new to stories where the hero spanks the heroine. In fact, most of her novels have some sort of spanking in them. However, even in Kathryn's novels where the hero firmly believes in using spanking as a deterrent, he has no desire to cause the heroine injury and takes no delight in hurting the woman of his heart. In fact, sometimes he finds it extremely difficult to follow through on his threats or promises.
To date, all of her heroes are dominant, alpha males who are extremely protective of the women they love. However, part of that protectiveness includes the need for a certain amount of control. They do not suffer defiance or disobedience lightly. Even so, these men aren't infallible, and they do make mistakes, but love and respect will always triumph in the end.
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