Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 67320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“Yes, Daddy,” I whispered, my voice muffled by my hands and trembling with humiliation.
“I think a little demonstration is in order,” Jax announced. “My Little Lulu was very naughty yesterday.”
Without warning, his hand came down hard on my exposed bottom. I yelped, the sharp sting making me jerk across his lap.
“You see,” Jax continued, as if giving a business presentation while he spanked me, “I’ve developed some expertise over the years in identifying young women who need the sort of correction men like us can supply. Girls like my Little Lulu here, who’ve gone astray and need firm guidance to find their true nature.”
His hand cracked down again, making me whimper. I could feel the heat building in my bottom as he continued to spank me in front of his criminal associates. The worst part wasn’t the pain—it was the way my body was responding, growing wet between my legs despite my mental protests.
Suddenly, Jax lifted me from his lap. “I think our guests deserve a better look at what we’re discussing,” he said, his voice casual as if discussing a business proposal rather than my body.
Before I could process what was happening, I found myself being placed on the dining table, the fine china hastily moved aside by Rudy. Jax positioned me on my hands and knees among the three men, my body trembling with fear and unwanted arousal.
“You see,” Jax said, reaching for the Velcro tabs of my diaper, “the… shall we say?… merchandising potential is considerable.” The diaper came away in his hands, leaving me completely exposed to their hungry gazes. My face burned with humiliation as he spread my legs wider, showcasing my freshly shaved pussy and anus.
“Notice how wet she is,” he continued, running a finger along the terribly sensitive cleft of my pussy. I whimpered as he collected my arousal on his fingertip and held it up for Viktor and Oscar to see. “Even while being humiliated in front of strangers. That’s how you know you have the right type of girl.”
“This is too much,” I whispered, trying to close my legs. “Please, Daddy, not like this—”
His hand cracked across my already tender bottom, making me yelp. “Did I give you permission to speak, little girl?” Another sharp slap followed, then another. “Did I?”
“No, Daddy,” I sobbed, tears of shame and pain sliding down my cheeks.
Oscar leaned forward, his eyes dark with desire. “May I?” he asked, reaching toward me.
Jax nodded, and I felt Oscar’s hand on my burning bottom, squeezing and kneading the flesh. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “So ready for it.”
Viktor circled the table until he stood in front of me. His cold blue eyes studied my face as I remained on all fours, unable to hide any part of myself. “I like the ones who blush,” he commented, his growing bulge demonstrating the truth of his statement.
“Gentlemen,” Jax said, his hand still possessively on my hip, “would you be interested in fucking my little girl? Once she’s properly trained, of course.”
I froze, my breath catching in my throat. He couldn’t possibly mean to let these men use me. Yet the thought sent a confusing pulse of heat between my legs that I couldn’t control.
“Absolutely,” Oscar replied without hesitation, his accent thickening with arousal. “She’s exquisite.”
Viktor nodded slowly. “I would be most interested in sampling such a unique offering.”
My heart hammered against my ribs. These powerful, dangerous men were discussing me like a delicacy to be shared, and my traitorous body was responding with unmistakable arousal.
To my involuntary, shameful disappointment, Jax shook his head and placed a restraining hand on Oscar’s wrist as the man reached to explore me further.
“Not yet, gentlemen,” Jax said, his voice firm, but apologetic. “She isn’t quite ready for something so… advanced. I haven’t even fucked her little bottom yet.” His hand stroked possessively over my exposed rear. “But I think you can see what a draw Louisa, and girls like her, could be.”
I felt a confusing mix of relief and—to my horror—let-down flood through me. Part of me had been terrified at the prospect of being used by these dangerous men, but between my thighs a very different reaction had taken hold.
“I know where I can get enough bad little girls for a conference like the one I’m proposing,” Jax continued. “I have associates who deal in such things, and wouldn’t mind being in business with us.”
Oscar raised an eyebrow, looking skeptical. “And you think your associates could make certain these girls… let’s say… entertain… a room full of drug distributors?”
“With the right preparation,” Jax replied confidently. “And the right incentives.”
Viktor leaned back in his chair, swirling his brandy thoughtfully. “It’s an intriguing proposal, but risky. Getting all the distributors in one place…” He shook his head. “As I said, many would suspect a trap.”
“That’s why the entertainment needs to be exceptional,” Jax said, his hand resting possessively on my shoulder. “Something they can’t resist.”