Welcome to Fetish Friday here at The House of Taboo! I’m Luscious Lia, your host for this and all events here at the club. This week we have a special treat. It’s the first of two visits by our guest author Normandie Alleman. This week she’s talking about “daddy’s little girl” fantasy/fetish. You’ll just have to come back next week to see what she has in store for us then. I’m going to have a seat at the bar with my partner and love, Tony. He’s made another batch of those hot pink ‘ritas. Mmmmm. Take it away, Normandie!
My favorite part of BDSM is the power exchange. And I particularly love this dynamic when it’s between a Daddy Dominant and his submissive “little girl.” Pain may be a part of the interaction between these two, but it’s usually in the form of a punishment. And it’s the act of submitting to daddy’s will that’s a turn on.
A Daddy Dom will punish his little girl when she is naughty, but he does this to help her grown – not to dole out pain for the sake of pain. He loves to spoil his little girl and wants to help make all her dreams come true. He wants to help her become her best self.
His little girl can feel safe and secure knowing that her Daddy will take care of her – in whatever form that takes. Being his little girl relieves her from some of life’s responsibilities. In exchange, her Daddy is her world and she will submit to him and do whatever he asks of her.
My new release, Daddy Morebucks explores this type of D/s relationship and is Book One in The Daddy’s Girl Series. Here’s the blurb:
From the moment she laid eyes upon him, Marley knew in her heart that James was not just another client, and the difference wasn’t even the large sum of money he offered in return for a single night of submission. No, what set him apart was the fact that when she called James “daddy”, it was her own heart which beat faster and her own body which ached with need.
After that night, Marley does her best to put all thought of him behind her, using the huge payday he provided to get on her feet again and start over… until James knocks on her door and walks right back into her life. He makes her a simple offer: if she will live with him and submit to him whenever he wishes, he will provide for her every desire.
Even before she accepts his offer, though, Marley knows what she truly wants is not money or clothing or even a fancy new car. What she longs for is a daddy who will give his little girl what she really
needs… a daddy who will spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, tie her up and take her any way he pleases, and then cuddle her until she falls asleep in his arms. Can she dare to hope that James will be that daddy?
Locking her eyes with his, she slipped out of her chair onto the floor and crawled on her hands and knees around to his side of the table. Setting her hands on his knee, she attempted to push back his chair. But it didn’t go as smoothly as she had planned. The chair didn’t budge.
“What are you doing?” He wore a bemused expression.
“I was going to ask you if I could please worship your cock, Daddy.”
“Sir,” he corrected. “And I will be the one to tell you what to do, young lady. You are out of line.”
Marley sat back on her heels, deflated. “Oh. Sorry. Sir.”
“My, my. You are a little slut. I think you’ve earned a spanking for that little stunt. Come up here and lie across my lap.”
Obediently, Marley draped herself over his lap, her bottom over his knee.
Slowly, he pulled her dress up around her waist and yanked her panties down to just above her knees.
“Marley, do you know why I’m disciplining you?”
“Yes, Sir. Because I was naughty.” Her voice sounded strange since she was upside down.
“It is because you are to do what I ask of you, not take the initiative.”
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”
“The rules were explained to you before you got here?”
“Yes, Sir,” she lied. She didn’t have any idea she wasn’t supposed to do that. Hell, she thought he would like what she did. But she’d lie there for a spanking for five G’s.
“Then you have earned a punishment for your impudence. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” She steeled herself for whatever was to come.
She flinched when his bare hand slammed down on her naked rear end. Another blow rained down, eliciting a cry from her lips. She clenched her muscles.
“Don’t tense up. Relax. Ease into the pain. It will make it easier.”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice a whimper, she took a deep breath and tried to do as he instructed.
More swats landed on her ass. She imagined it must be getting red by now.
He was right. Not resisting was helpful. Embracing the sting helped her ride the wave of pain as he smacked her posterior.
She moaned under his hand and was grateful when he ceased the spanking and began rubbing her aching cheeks. Gently, he slid his hands over her skin, massaging her hot globes, easing her distress.
“Mmm, thank you, Sir,” she purred, disheveled and drunk with endorphins.
“You’re welcome,” he said quietly.
His fingers dipped down and brushed across her pussy lips. She strained, wanting him to touch her.
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