By Normandie Alleman (Guest Blogger)
Thanks
Lisabet for having me by today to talk about my second book from the
Daddy’s Girl Series, Daddy’s Game, an erotic BDSM novel about a
Daddy Dom who is a football star and his curvy artist babygirl.
I
love writing about Daddy Doms because they are usually more nurturing
than sadistic. They want to dominate their subs and keep them in
line. It’s important to a Daddy Dom that his little girl be the
best person she can be and he guides her in the right direction and
punishes her when she deserves it. His little girl is the most
important thing in the world to him and he treasures her above all
else.
One
of the biggest challenges for a Dom is when he loses control, and
that’s what happens to Natron in my new book. See what happens when
football and kink collide and the game’s biggest star tries to
convince a beautiful artist to play Daddy’s Game?
Blurb
Sparks
fly when up-and-coming artist Carmen Harris meets football star
Natron Dakers at her first gallery opening. Carmen soon discovers
that Natron is the type of man who sees what he wants and goes after
it… and apparently what he wants is her. Almost before she knows it
Carmen finds herself taking everything Natron gives her and begging
for more, and when he reveals that he wants to be her dominant daddy
and her to be his submissive little girl, she doesn’t hesitate to
agree.
At
the top of his profession, Natron has money, fame, and all the perks
that go with them, and now at last in Carmen he has found a woman he
wants to share it with. His life feels complete… until in a split
second everything comes crashing down when a devastating injury
threatens to end his season—and maybe his career. Natron fears he
will lose it all, but will he self-destruct or can he dig deep and
fight hard for himself, his teammates, and his little girl?
Excerpt
With
the flip of his wrist he brought the first strike down on the
alabaster skin of her back. The leather made a soft thudding sound as
it made contact with her flesh.
She
flinched, but otherwise seemed intact.
He
let fly another stroke of the whip. And another until he developed a
pattern that ran from her buttocks up her torso, up one side then
down the other. The smell of leather wafted through the air as he
pulled his arm back to prepare for the next blow, and the welcome
sound of pleasure rose from her lips.
“You
like that, babygirl?” he crooned.
“I
do. It doesn’t really hurt. More like a little sting, but it feels
good.”
“That’s
it, baby. Go with it.”
“Yes,
Sir.”
He
raked the tails across her backside until her skin began to pinken.
At that point he set the flogger down and stood behind her.
“Now
back up a step and lean over and grab your ankles.”
This
flustered her. “What?” she asked, clearly stalling.
“I’m
going to inspect you.”
“For
what?” she asked leaning over hesitantly.
“My
pleasure.”
“I’m
not sure I can grab my ankles. I’m not very flexible.”
“Hmm.
You might want to work on some daily stretches then. But for now grab
your legs as low as you can go.”
“Yes,
Sir,” she said and grabbed her lower calves.
He
cupped her sex with his hand, and he could feel the heat coming from
her most intimate region. Smacking her pussy a few times elicited a
small cry from Carmen, and he could tell it was the first time anyone
had ever done that to her.
Breaking
in a virgin to BDSM was an intoxicating experience. No one would need
drugs or alcohol when an experience like this was available. He
caressed her ass, her warm globes feeling heavenly under his touch.
When he spread her cheeks to inspect her asshole, her whole body
tensed.
“Relax,”
he said.
“That’s
easy for you to say,” she muttered.
He
laughed. “The point is for you to trust me, become comfortable with
me exploring your body.”
“It’s
embarrassing,” she whined.
“It
shouldn’t be. I want your body to belong to me. Everything about it
is beautiful. Allow me to enjoy it. Do you think you can do that?”
“I
guess so.”
“Did
you mean to say ‘Yes, Sir’?” he prodded.
“Yes,
Sir,” she said sounding like a chastised schoolgirl.
“That’s
more like it,” he said spanking her ass before wetting his thumb
between his lips then slowly inserting it into her rear entry.
She
flinched, but remained silent.
“Good
girl. Relax and it will start to feel good.”
He
found her lips with his other fingers and worked them in and out of
the complex womanly folds between her legs. Dipping in and out of her
ass and her pussy at the same time had begun to arouse her. Her hips
shifted slightly to meet his attentions and she coated his hand with
her sweet nectar.
“Be
still,” he commanded and he felt her struggle to control the urge
to ride his hand.
His
middle finger sought the center of her lust, and he flicked back and
forth over her clit until he felt her muscles tightening more and
more. Just when she was about to tumble over the edge he withdrew.
“Stand
up.”
She
obeyed, her legs wobbly.
“Turn
and face me.”
She
whirled around and he saw the confused look in her eye. The look that
said, why?
With
the pitifulness of a baby harp seal, she looked up at him. “Daddy,
I was about to come. Why did you stop?”
His
big Dom heart almost stopped. She was too adorable, too perfect for
him. How could he deny her?
Clearing
his throat he said, “Because your orgasms are mine. I tell you when
you can come and sometimes you will have to wait until I give you
permission.”
Daddy’s
Game Buy Links:
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Amazon
UK: http://tinyurl.com/pf4xaws
Barnes
& Noble: http://tinyurl.com/qcdqo3a
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website: www.normandiealleman.com
2 comments:
Thanks for hosting me today Lisabet!
Hi, Normandie! Sorry I wasn't here to welcome you earlier. I was busy all day Saturday with a presentation for work.
I love the sound of this. The warmth and affection between the main characters shines through. Good luck with the book!
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