A Little Easter Escapade: A Holidays at Rawhide Ranch Story by Laylah Roberts & Rawhide Authors

A Little Easter Escapade: A Holidays at Rawhide Ranch Story by Laylah Roberts & Rawhide Authors

Author:Laylah Roberts & Rawhide Authors [Roberts, Laylah & Authors, Rawhide]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Hot Romance Inc
Published: 2023-03-29T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter 16

Marcus hated standing in the corner.

It. Sucked.

He sulked. Silly mouth. Sometimes it just got away from him. And really… who could stay quiet for a whole five minutes?

He’d set him up to fail!

Although he had to grudgingly admit that Eliot had gotten Isla to talk about her needs. Which was actually a hard thing to do.

So, he guessed he had to give him kudos for that.

But this wasn’t cool. Nope.

He’d actually thought he’d gotten away with disobeying Eliot when the other man didn’t immediately punish him. Seemed he’d just been waiting.

“Here, little one. Take some painkiller. I’m going to get you a heating pad. And perhaps rub some cream on your back. If there isn’t any in the First-Aid kit here, I can call for some.”

“Oh no, I don’t think that’s necessary. The painkiller will be enough.”

Marcus waited for his reply. Would he listen to her? Let her get away with pushing aside her needs?

“I think I best look at your back to see what you need. I don’t like the way you keep wincing.”

“She’s bruised all over,” Marcus told him. “The cream might be a good idea.”

There was silence.

Oops. Too late, he remembered that he wasn’t supposed to talk.

“Marcus, what are your hard limits?”

“Uh, no humiliation. No whips. I don’t like the noise they make. No diapers. I don’t like to be ignored.”

“All right. Safeword?”

“Beans.”

“Good. Little one, you?”

“My safeword is red. I wanted something easy to remember.”

“And your limits?” he asked.

“I don’t much know. Definitely no humiliation. Or blood. I don’t know about spankings yet, but definitely no implements like whips or canes or anything. I don’t think I could be tied down. Or blindfolded or gagged.”

“Good girl. More things might come, but that’s a good start. And no matter what, you can both say your safe word and I’ll stop. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” Isla said.

“Yep, Sir.” It didn’t feel right to call him Daddy. Not when this was temporary.

“Marcus, for talking while in the corner, you’ve earned yourself five spanks.”



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