Total pages in book: 248
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
He gave her a nice long series of swats that covered her entire backside, and then he stopped, saying, “Wait right there.” But when Carter took his hand off her back, she immediately started to push herself up.
He shook his head. “Uh-uh. What did Daddy just tell you?” This time he punctuated the command, “Stay!” with a few full-arm spanks that rocked her whole body and drew a yelp from her.
This time when he let her go, she stayed. “Good girl.” He let the approval show in his voice, as he turned to examine the walls. They were covered with all kinds of essential tack, neatly organized and grouped by type. This wasn’t the gaudy stuff they put out for the guests—most of that was kept in another room. All of this was for the cowboys and ranch hands who did the real work.
It didn’t look as pretty, but it was all sturdy, well-made gear. Plenty of leather to choose from with the cinches, bridles, and assorted leather straps, but he couldn’t resist plucking a nice slapper from the wall. It looked new, which made sense because they didn’t use them on the ranch much. It was mostly for the cowboys who did rodeos. He’d made some extra cash that way once upon a time, and the slapper felt good in his hand.
He took his position behind her, ignoring the way she tried to twist to see what he was doing. “Those jeans are giving you too much protection, so let’s try some leather.” It was all the warning she got, before the slapper began flying through the air. The crisp swats were quieter than they would have been on bare flesh, but she wasn’t.
From the moment the slapper came down, Ally started kicking her legs and making all sorts of noise. Most of it, he was sure, was for show. The slapper wasn’t much different from toys they had at home, and with her butt covered in denim, it couldn’t possibly be stinging that much … yet.
Carter put in some real effort to make sure she felt the leather through the jeans. Swinging hard and fast, and aiming for the same spots over and over helped to make an impression. He was really starting to enjoy himself when the door to the tack room flew open. He was so startled, the slapper flew out of his hand and hit the wall with a clatter.
Pa stood in the doorway, one eyebrow hitting his hairline. He took in the scene and coughed. “Not exactly what I expected to find,” he commented.
Carter could feel the heat crawling up his neck. “It’s not what it looks like.”
His wife had suddenly caught on to the fact that they were no longer alone. “Who is it?” she asked as she struggled to rise, but his hand was still holding her in place. “Oh my god, let me up, Carter!”
“It’s not?” Pa asked. “Looks to me like someone’s getting their backside tanned. I’m hoping it’s your wife.” His voice was completely deadpan.
Well, he wasn’t wrong. “Okay, it is what it looks like but…”
“Hey, missy, you alright over there?” Pa raised his voice to be heard over whatever excuse Carter could have come up with.
“Um, yes. Fine, thank you,” Allegra said awkwardly.
“I assume this is consensual and all that?” The question was pointedly directed to her.
“Y-yes. Um, we like this kind of thing…”
Carter knew that her face was as red as his own, he could hear it in her voice. He actually couldn’t imagine a worse way to get caught playing kinky games.
“Well, that’s alright then. I like to check the barn after everyone turns in. Lotta times we catch couples canoodling in here during the first week. But this is a new one.” His mouth seemed to be fighting to turn up at the ends. “Sometimes marriage needs a spanking or two, as long as everyone’s on board. I know ours has had more than a few.”
“Y-yours…?” It was a question, but not one that Carter actually wanted an answer to. He regretted it the moment it came out.
“Sure. You didn’t invent the sport, you know.” Pa chuckled and shook his head. “Anyways, seems like no rules are being broken here, so I’ll leave you be. I suggest you both hit the hay soon though. Morning comes early. Night, kids,” he said as he closed the door firmly.
There was silence in the room for a whole minute. Finally, “Can I get up now?” Allegra wiggled in a demanding way, and Carter removed his hand mechanically.
She huffed as she got to her feet, brushing her hair back out of her face and fixing her shirt from where it had gotten rucked up in front. “That was fun … until it wasn’t.”
“Yep.” Carter had no idea how he was going to face the man after this. He shook his head and went over to retrieve the slapper. It went back on the wall.