Saturday Spankings – Sometimes Sarcasm Stings
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It’s Saturday, so it’s Saturday Spankings Day! I know you’ve been waiting for this day for a whole week. I’m sure the authors on this hop are going to make it worth your while.
For my part, I’m sharing eight sentences from my latest release, Discipline Down Under. It’s the story of Peggy Fisk, dilettante would-be nature photographer, and Tripp Ruf, her Aussie outback guide.
In this segment, Peggy is getting her first spanking from Tripp. She’s not much into it and isn’t having a good time, though, in reality, he’s not being too hard on her. It’s gone on for a few minutes by now.
Fire spread down her behind to the junction of her legs and cheeks. “Oh, stop! I get it. You are the lord and master. The patriarch of our little clan! I promise I’ll be good.”
He snorted. “Lord and master and patriarch. More sarcasm. Extra for that.”
Snippy isn’t a good idea when you’re already in the doghouse.
Thanks for joining me here for a little Saturday fun.
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