#SatSpanks – Thomas’ Rules – Unorthodox Therapy

Hello spankos! It’s been a while since I’ve shared some weekend corporal punishment goodness so it’s time to catch up. I have a delicious offer this Saturday. Unorthodox Therapy, my first full-length novel, is on sale for 99 cents until the end of August. So, have a slice of the cake so you’d decide if it’s your flavor of kink.

Blurb

She was his boss at work and his submissive at all times.
LINA
I’d never noticed him before.
He was just a lonely, scared boy when I hired him.
I was too busy to notice the lust in his eyes.
Now I’m at his feet begging for every bit of pleasure and pain he’ll unleash on me.
THOMAS
She enthralled me.
Her body. Her mind. Her wicked laughter and unreadable eyes.
She was out of my league yet I knew what she longed for.
I only had two months to kill her nicotine addiction and make her crave me.
I’d use every trick I had to claim her as mine.

Teaser

Thomas kept his distance and crossed arms over his chest. He had undone his black shirt and the small silver key was dangling on his well-defined torso. He was far from a classic, steroid-filled gym freak but the sight of the firm abs he had spent so many hours on made me salivate. My gaze slid down to his jeans and I found myself wondering what he was hiding there. Either way, I craved for him to fuck me until I was raw and chafed, to not show me any mercy, to ride me long and hard while I was on my knees, without a care for the consequences. The desperate, painful need was enhanced by the knowledge that he wouldn’t let me have him so easily.

It was clear, even in my lustful state of mind, that he would torture me until I broke.

“During this entire course of therapy…”

Oh, fuck it! Did he still insist on calling these sex games ‘therapy’? Stubborn asshole.

“You’ll be my property and a valuable pet. I can’t stress enough how I hate repeating myself but I want to make sure you understand it, boss. I’m the kind of master who wants the best for his property.”

I should have been seriously disturbed by him speaking to me in such a way, dehumanizing me. He came closer and put his finger under my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes. I tried to shift my gaze away at first but Thomas tightened his grip around my face.

“You gave me the right to own you but it doesn’t mean you’re a voiceless, dumb slave who is good only for her holes. I consider that you are a reflection of me.”

His lips curled into a cruel, satisfied smirk.

“So I insist that my good pet will always be in top shape – wet, dripping and ready.” His fingers slid into my womb for way too short a time. “But also happy, confident, and in perfect health.” Thomas dug his nails into my chin in a harsh, cruel way and practically hissed, “And what have you been doing so far, bad girl? You’ve been ruining your good health for years.”

Curious to read more? Here are the links where you can grab your copy.

Universal link – https://books2read.com/UnorthodoxTherapy

Amazon – https://mybook.to/UnorthodoxTherapy

Now, whether you have chosen to 1-click or no, go back to Saturday Spanking HQ and have your fair share of fine writing, kink and punishment.

4 comments

  1. I like his approach. Sometimes the quiet shy ones have hidden depths in him, and it sounds like Thomas is one of those individuals. Great snippet, Lilah

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