Page 35 of The Kingpin’s Angel

She eagerly complies, wriggling her lush body as she crawls toward me.

Fuck, I should change her name from angel toSparkles,the way her eyes light up like a fucking Christmas tree at my words.

I’m enraptured watching her tits jiggle.

She assumes the position, her breathing erratic with excitement as she awaits instruction.

I weave my fingers through her hair, caress her jaw, her neck, shoulders, and all the way down her back to her juicy ass waving in the air.

Smack.

The sting of the spank makes her eyes shine even brighter. “Are you sorry for trying to leave?”

Her nostrils flutter delicately and she nods. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Good. Now you’ll get to show Daddy just how sorry you are.”