Happy WIP It Up Wednesday! Today I’m sharing a snippet from His Sassy Girl which will be out on 4/25. Sassy and Dylan are friends with Professor/Daddy Maddox and his girl Libby. The Professor invites them to an exclusive BDSM club for Daddies and Littles. They’re excited to pursure some of their forbidden desires there. Today Sassy is watching her new friend Libby and a club member, Isabelle in the classroom.
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[pullquote align=”full” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]Libby refused to let go of the note in her hand; her Daddy needed to see it, and she declined to let this brat snatch it away. [/pullquote]
“Elizabeth and Isabelle! Let go of that paper now. And if it becomes ripped, you’ll both receive the cane!” Maddox stomped over to them, snatching the paper away from Belle.
The two women glared at each other, but Libby had a smirk on hers because she knew that Belle had sealed her fate with that note!
Maddox slid his glass on reading aloud. “I hate this classroom. And I hate this class because of the son-of-a-bitch professor and his cunt woman.”
All the woman and men gasped in the classroom.
[pullquote align=”left” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]Maddox demanded respect, and if he didn’t receive it, he assured there would be obedience in the future by leaving track lines from the cane on a naughty behind. [/pullquote]
His reputation for leaving perfectly placed and overlapping angry lines on a pair of pristine globes was well known.
He closed the gap between them, squeezing Isabelle’s chin between his thumb and forefinger. “So tell me, bad girl, do you think this ‘sonofabitch’ professor can make you scream and writhe with purple tracks on your ass? And do you think his ‘cunt woman’ will laugh watching?”
“I…I want my Daddy. Guard, can someone get my Daddy, please?” She had backed up trying to put space between them.
“Yes, her Daddy needs to hear this.”
[pullquote align=”right” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]Maddox went to the front leaning against his desk, crossing his legs at the ankle, drilling holes into her with his gaze. “Libby please come see me.” [/pullquote]
Libby shuffled up to him, feeling a little hesitant, not sure if he was angry or not. “Hi, Daddy.”
“Hi, Baby. How did you know she had this note?” He raised an eyebrow at her.
She wouldn’t lie; she’d learned that lesson the hard way over the past four years. “I saw her write the word ‘professor’ and I knew it was about you. So when she turned her back, I grabbed it and read it. I told her that you’d spank her for it.”
His teeth clenched. “Were you happy about that? Did you gloat when you said it to her?”
Ut-oh. This wouldn’t be good; she didn’t like the path this was going down. “Well…I was…yes, kind of.”
“You know that kind words turn away wrath, isn’t that how the saying goes?”
“And Libby Lou, what do harsh or grievous words do?”
She wished she could come up with another answer that wouldn’t make her feel bad, but she couldn’t think of anything on the spot like that. She sighed loudly. “They stir up angry feelings or words.”
Maddox nodded at her. “So looking back, do you think your words calmed her or made her anger rise?”
[pullquote align=”left” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””] “Do I have to answer?” She pushed the toe of her shoe on the floor in front of her, trying she suspected to sweep it under the carpet. “Yes, bad girl.” He tilted her head up. “Now.” [/pullquote]
“Because I was…a little snotty, it made her angry Daddy.” Her eyes filled with tears involuntarily. She hated when he made her come to her conclusions, making her come to the realization of her misbehavior thus sealing her fate.
“I think writing some lines here and at home will help you remember how to speak kindly to everyone – not just your friends. Please take a seat and write this fifty times.”
He pulled out a piece of paper writing: I will speak kindly to everyone. I will not speak harsh or grievous words.
He handed her the paper, swatting her bottom to send her hopping on her way back to the desk.
Libby sat on her still stinging and burning backside. He always hit harder with his hand than any implement. She assumed he didn’t think his hand was hard enough, and she’d probably never convince him otherwise either.
She had only written a few lines when Daddy Logan’s voice bellowed into the classroom. “Isabelle, front and center.”
Belle pivoted, running to her Daddy, throwing her arms around his neck. “Professor Parks is being mean to me, and his wife got me into trouble, and nothing is happening to her. Daddy takes me out of here. She says I’m going to get a spanking.”
Daddy Logan extricated her arms away from his neck, pushing her back a little. “First, let me see what you did. [pullquote align=”full” cite=”” link=”” color=”” class=”” size=””]I’ll decide with Daddy Maddox if your ass should be caned. I want you to be quiet while I talk to him about this. If you speak, you’ll lose your panties and skirt in front of all these outstanding students. Is that clear?” [/pullquote]
Belle blushed from her collar bone to her hairline. “Y-yes, Daddy. I’ll be good.” She stood rooted to that spot while Logan went up front with Maddox. The men whispered and although you could hear a pin drop in that classroom (everyone wanted to know what was happening), not a word could be heard from either of them.
I’ll leave it there 🙂 Hope you all enjoyed it– I’ll have a snippet from the Nursery this weekend.
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