Today I have the new age play boxed set– Little Haven. These fabulous authors each have a fabulous story in this set, if you haven’t picked up your copy yet, please click on the links below to get yours!!
Tucked in among the lakes and snowy
woods of Minnesota, the tiny community of Little Haven is a place where
couples who engage in age play are welcomed. Among its inhabitants are
five women—Kara, Angela, Claire, Bailey, and Tabitha—each of whom has a
man she knows as her loving daddy.
Daddy’s Little Angela, by Alex Reynolds
than ready to spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, Angela
sometimes can’t help feeling superior to the other women in Little
Haven, particularly the ones who act the youngest. But her daddy will
not tolerate her being mean to others, and after she makes fun of
another girl and hurts her feelings badly, he decides that some very
thorough, embarrassing discipline is needed. Angela will be spanked,
bathed, made to wear baby clothes, and treated like a very little girl
until her daddy is sure that she has learned her lesson.
Daddy’s Little Sweetheart, by Meredith O’Reilly
wants it to be. During the week she’s an adult with a full-time job, and
on the weekends Jensen is her daddy and she’s his little girl, free to
relax, play with toys, and cuddle in his arms. But when Claire starts
missing meals routinely and coming home from work more stressed than
he’s ever seen her, Jensen knows that something needs to change, and he
decides that Claire needs more than just a weekend as a little. Will
Claire trust her daddy’s judgment, or will she spend the next ten days
with a very sore bottom?
Brody’s Little Brat, by Adaline Raine
Kara, her boyfriend, Brody, decides that it is time for him to take
charge. She needs a firm but compassionate daddy, and he loves her more
than enough to give her exactly what she needs. From now on he will be
ready to spank her soundly when her rebellious behavior warrants it,
build her up when she is down on herself, and even take her to the town
doctor for an exam when she is ill. Kara blossoms under Brody’s tender
care, but can she really trust that her daddy will always be there for
Bailey’s Little Adventure, by Summer Graystone
naughty little girl, and nothing is more fun than dressing like a teen
and bratting her husband, who is always ready to punish her properly
before pleasuring her more than she would have thought possible. When
she discovers that he would like to tie her up so that she is completely
vulnerable and at his mercy, she trusts him to keep her safe, even when
he pushes her past her comfort zone. But when she makes a mistake in
real life that disappoints her daddy, can she trust that he will be
there for her no matter what?
Daddy Knows Best, by Normandie Alleman
excited when her boyfriend, Neal, insists that she take a break from her
high-stress job in Chicago and move with him to Little Haven. Despite
her initial disdain for the town, Tabitha eventually begins to find a
place for herself in her new community, and Neal’s increasing dominance
in the bedroom leaves her longing for more. But she’s been keeping an
important secret from him about her job back in the city. When he
discovers the truth, will it tear them apart or will Neal be able to
forgive his little girl?
spankings, sexual scenes, age play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such
material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Length: 5 books, 167,900 words total
her into the tub. To her surprise, the water was exactly the right
temperature, and the soothing warmth of it relaxed her muscles. She
couldn’t remember the last time she had taken a bath, and she had
forgotten how nice it could feel.
down next to Angela, rinsing the cloth in the warm bathwater. He then
reached over and grabbed Angela’s face wash, which was resting on the
edge of the tub. He squirted a little bit of it onto the cloth and
rubbed it until it foamed.
part of her morning routine could be made into something so humiliating
and punishing. She didn’t feel like arguing again, though, so she shut
her eyes and mouth as tightly as she could. It felt strange to have
someone else washing her face, especially when he cleaned behind her
rinsed the washcloth out in the bathwater, then used it to sponge away
all the cleanser from her face. He then repeated the action, to make
sure she was really clean.
coming next, and her suspicions were confirmed when Charlie reached for
the body wash and began to do the same thing, working some into a thick
foam on the washcloth. He then started to scrub her, washing her chest,
stomach, and back before instructing her to raise one arm, which he then
scrubbed. He washed her armpit, too, and then told her to switch arms.
He repeated this with the other arm. Then he told her to sit back and
put her legs out of the water so he could wash those.
ordered Angela to get up on all fours. The water was not too deep, and
she did this with ease. Charlie then began to wash her between her legs,
which made her blush deeply. It was a strange thing, she thought, how
she could find no embarrassment in being touched there for pleasure, but
his clinical, parental touch made her ears burn. It was even worse when
he began to wash her between her bottom cheeks in the same way.
taking off work, does that mean that I won’t have to get my other
punishment?” I asked, hoping that he would say yes.
weeks and you were deliberately hurting yourself by not eating lunch.
You deserve a spanking, and you know it.”
to give me punishment spankings. I didn’t feel like his good little girl
then. It made me feel like I was naughty, and it hurt me because I knew
I had disappointed him. Also, the spanks were a lot harder and he felt
colder throughout the spanking.
don’t want to have this hanging over my head as I eat.” That was the
truth. If I knew I had messed up and was going to get punished, I’d
rather just get the punishment over with. Otherwise, I’d hardly eat
because I would be worrying about what was going to happen.
helped me reposition myself so the top part of my body was over the bed
and my legs were dangling over his lap.
up over my butt and pulled my panties down, exposing my bare bottom. He
gently rubbed his hand over my behind, sending goosebumps all over my
times. At first, the sound of his hand making contact with my flesh was
worse than the sting, but I knew that the pain would heighten. It always
did with a punishment spanking.
between hitting each cheek in different spots and then sometimes hitting
my sit spots. I soon felt my skin heat up and pain spread throughout my
bottom. But it wasn’t a horrible pain yet—more like a dull ache.
asked, pausing his assault on my bottom as he rubbed his hand over my
heated, sensitive skin.
not feeling well today, but we have to do a few things to see what’s
wrong.” A large hand pulled her to get feet. To add to her
embarrassment, he lifted her onto the exam table, as if she weighed
nothing, and stepped back. He swiftly removed each of her sneakers and
socks, then set them on the floor. “Can you please lie down and roll
over on your tummy?”
down a thermometer, a glass one like she remembered from her childhood,
and his request pointed to an uncomfortable-sounding conclusion. “In
fact, now I’m sure of it.”
it’s going to be over my lap. After I take your temperature, I’ll let
your daddy grab the paddle over there on the wall and teach your bottom a
lesson—one which will remind you how important it is to listen,
especially when we both want you to feel better.”
understand the words ‘over my lap’ along with the process of taking her
temperature. Only little kids had it done that way!
very slowly tilted it up until she could see his eyes. They were a warm
mix of hazel and brown, and they appeared very concerned as they
studied hers. “This is your last chance.”
down into her trembling lip, but to her surprise, he immediately nodded.
It hadn’t been completely about her behavior, she realized. He wanted
her to voice what she needed.
her roll over, and she felt grateful for his help—even though she
didn’t want any part of this exam.
made his way to her side. He laced his fingers in hers and planted a
kiss on her forehead. “Just relax.”
uncomfortable, but I promise it won’t hurt.” Dr. Roberts’ voice came
from somewhere behind her, and she tried not to think about what he was
about to do. “Lower your panties, please.”
one hand, then rested her head on Brody’s arm. “I’m sorry.” She felt an
icy gel tickle across her bottom hole. Then a slim rod, almost as cold,
nose. “Even when you mess up. I love you, Bailey. Like I said, I don’t
expect you to be perfect. I just want you to be open to things, to try.
And if you make a mistake…” He shrugged. “Then you make a mistake.”
was slowly pulling the sheet away from me. “And when you make those
mistakes, you get punished, right?” His voice had gone all rough and
sexy, low and almost scary sounding. A scary sound that I loved. A
little thrill ran through me.
broken obedience, talked out of turn, more times than I could count. I
swallowed hard, nodding.
his voice. I nodded again, and found my voice. “Yes. But…” I panicked,
amazed at myself for even wanting what I was going to ask for.
only for a second. Then he smiled, reached behind me for the silk ties.
He slowly wrapped them around my wrists, tying the ends in a bow.
rose up on my knees. It was awkward not being able to use my hands, but
Ian was there for support. I thought he’d put me across his lap, but he
pushed me down onto my stomach in the tangled sheets. I struggled for a
moment, trying to raise my head. He grabbed my hips, pulling my ass
into the air, until I rested on my knees and my elbows.
lost count of how many times he spanked me. The familiar sound of his
hand on my skin, the sharpness of the first smacks, the heat that sank
into me… it was all there. But then it went past that, into something
else. I could hear Ian’s breathing, hear my own cries in cadence with
his hand hitting my ass, but it all bled together into one rush of
convulsing on the bed. I knew Ian had stopped spanking me, but somehow I
still felt him. With each wave of ecstasy that washed through me I felt
the touch of his hand on my skin, the sharp sting, the incredible heat,
the deep throbbing.
together with electrical tape.” He tapped the ruler-shaped implement
against his forearm. “Cheap, easy, and I have a feeling it will do the
with staccato little beats, as if she were a drum he was playing. The
stick bounced off her bottom, leaving her skin feeling as if it were on
fire. Yet each strike made her groan with desire.
love to spank her so good, and being a source of his gratification was
one of her greatest joys. “Thank you, daddy.”