by A. Anders
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What follows is the first best seller that I ever had. Before this book I was writing a series of standalone novels jumping from genre to genre. I could barely give away any of those books. But after I published my first book in the ‘My Boyfriend’s Dominating Dad’ series, my life changed forever.
Foreword
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Note from the Author
Spanking Her Curves
Spanking Her Curves 2
Spanking Her Curves 3
Spanking Her Curves 4
While My Family Sleeps 1-4
While My Family Sleeps
While My Family Sleeps 2
While My Family Sleeps 3
While My Family Sleeps 4
My Boyfriend’s Twin 1-4
Mirrored Image
Seeing Double
The Man in the Mask
Two Hearts
My Boyfriend’s Dominating Dad 1-4
Caught & Commanded
Tied Up
Handcuffed
Stripped Bare
Dying for the Rose
Prologue
Island Candy: Prequel
Titles by A. Anders
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MMF Bisexual Romance
Island Candy: Prequel & Paperback; Island Candy & Paperback
Bittersweet: Prequel & Paperback; Bittersweet & Paperback
Before He Was Famous: Prequel & Paperback; Before He Was Famous & Paperback
Beauty and Two Beasts & Paperback
Bane: Prequel & Paperback; Bane & Paperback
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RULES FOR SPANKING
A. Anders
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Copyright © 2017
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Table of Contents
Foreword
Rules For Spanking
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Note from the Author
Spanking Her Curves 1-4
Spanking Her Curves
Spanking Her Curves 2
Spanking Her Curves 3
Spanking Her Curves 4
Note from the Author
While My Family Sleeps 1-4
While My Family Sleeps
While My Family Sleeps 2
While My Family Sleeps 3
While My Family Sleeps 4
Note from the Author
My Boyfriend’s Twin 1-4
Mirrored Image
Seeing Double
The Man in the Mask
Two Hearts
Note from the Author
My Boyfriend’s Dominating Dad 1-4
Caught & Commanded
Tied Up
Handcuffed
Stripped Bare
Note from the Author
Dying for the Rose
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Note from the Author
Island Candy: Prequel
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Rules For Spanking
Lucy
Chapter 1
Lucy entered the small Mexican bar crackling with excitement. She had been there before, yet she had no idea what to expect.
“ID?” A barrel-chested asked just inside the door.
Lucy’s cheeks reddened as she reached down into her clutch. Following Cristiano’s command, she had worn a jacket and short skirt without a blouse or underwear. The cut of her jacket made that clear. And feeling the bouncer’s eyes bathing the delicate skin of her chest, she retrieved her ID and handed it to him.
Lucy had never been an exhibitionist. She had always been a little heavier than her friends causing her to want to cover up. On top of that, she was the daughter of a billionaire. She had been raised to dress to her position.
That was one of the things that thrilled her so much about Cristiano. He pushed her far past her comfort zone. She felt like a different person when she was with him. And about to meet him inside, she collected her ID, lifted her chin, and continued into the richly colored bar.
Lucy scanned all of the occupied tables and bar stools as she walked through. People were staring at her. She wondered how many of them could tell what she was up to. Could they guess the game that she and Cristiano were playing? Probably not, she decided.
But even saying that, she couldn’t help but feel naked and exposed to everyone in the crowded bar. The sensation thrilled her. And spotting Cristiano seated at the bar next to an open bar stool, Lucy’s heart thumped suddenly confronted by what the night would hold.
“Hi,” Lucy said getting Cristiano’s attention.
Cristiano slowly turned around. His perfectly tanned Spanish complexion was as smooth as melted chocolate. His jet black hair spiked in the front and then spread across his head in waves. Built like a world-class soccer player, Cristiano could only be described as mouthwateringly gorgeous. Just looking into his hazel eyes made the flesh between her legs clench. Feeling his strength emanate off of him, Lucy had to do everything she could to prevent her knees from buckling.
“Sit,” Cristiano said barely offering a smile.
Lucy did as she was told finding a glass of red wine in front of her.
“Tonight you will be drinking Pinot Noir,” he told her firmly.
“Thank you,” she said feeling heat waft from her body.
Before Lucy had even said it, Cristiano had turned away. With his hand clutching the Margarita in front of him he was now ignoring her. She needed his attention. But knowing there was nothing she could do to get it before he was ready to give it, Lucy stewed in her desire and took a sip of her wine.
“Tonight, there are three rules,” Cristiano said breaking the silence.
It was then that Cristiano turned and peered deeply into Lucy’s eyes. The force of his gaze made Lucy melt. Cristiano continued.
“After drinking a third of your wine, you will get the first rule. After another third, you will get the second rule. Once you’ve finished the glass, you will get the final. Do you understand?”
“I think so,” she said feeling her body ignite with pleasure.
“Good.”
Not wanting to seem hurried but desperate to get the first rule, Lucy took another sip of wine. It was then that Cristiano briefly lowered his mask.
“So, how have you been?” He asked shifting her kne
es between his and resting his hand on the outside of her thigh.
Lucy remembered that she wasn’t wearing underwear. She imagined him working his hand slowly between her legs. How many people around them would see it? Would they think that she was his slut? The thought of it turned her on even more.
She was Lucynthia Hollingsworth after all. She could bring a waiter to tears just by suggesting that her steak was overcooked. Having someone who could make her feel weak and vulnerable was more than just her fantasy, it was something she lived for.
“I’ve been good. I told my father that he could screw himself he thinks I’m going to marry Peter just so he has someone to run the company.”
Cristiano smiled. “I don’t understand you and your family.”
“What you mean?”
“First, no one in my family would have ever talked to our father that way. Second, my father would never have tried to marry my sister off as if she was livestock.”
“My family is fucked up,” Lucy admitted.
“That’s what happens when you have too much money. You start thinking that everyone around you is a tool to help you make more money.”
Lucy didn’t like to admit it, but she knew that Cristiano was right. Her family’s money was a double edged sword. She had always gotten anything she wanted but the price her father made her pay for it was always high. Lucy took a big swig of wine allowing it to sit in her mouth before swallowing it with a chug.
Remembering, she looked down at her glass. Excitement overtook her as she realized that she was a third of the way through. She could now ask for the night’s first rule.
“I think I’m ready,” she said shifting her glass.
Cristiano allowed his eyes to dip towards Lucy’s Pinot Noir. As he stared at it, his eyes became cold. Lucy’s heart thundered watching him transform. Suddenly she became scared that she hadn’t drunk enough. Relief washed over her as Cristiano looked up and gave her the hint of a smile.
Seeing him lean in, Lucy did the same. It was then that Lucy felt Cristiano’s thick fingers push between her closed thighs towards the outskirts of her swollen pussy. She suddenly couldn’t breathe.
“The first rule is that once we cross the door to my apartment, you will address me as Sir. You will say, yes, Sir and no, Sir. Do you understand?”
Lucy swallowed losing herself in the moment. With her mouth dry she forced a reply. “Yes, Sir.”
“Very good,” Cristiano said with a smile.
Leaning back, Lucy felt his thick fingers retreat. They didn’t go far settling with a tight grip on the inside of her knee. Anyone seated on either side of them or walking by could see it. She was both embarrassed and aroused. But knowing that tonight she was his to command, she took a deep breath and lost herself in his sensual touch.
“Have you told your father about me yet?” He asked with a lighter smile.
Hearing the question Lucy was snapped out of her trance. Cristiano had never been so direct before. She had certainly gotten the impression that he didn’t like being her secret, but she had explained the delicate politics of her household.
Cristiano was everything she had ever dreamed of in a man, but there were complications. Her father had his sights set on a man like Peter Baron for her. Peter was a cutthroat ivy-league type. Cristiano was not and that was one of the reasons she liked him.
No, Cristiano was what Lucy described as a “real man”. There was nothing secretive or backstabbing about Cristiano’s power. Sure, he was brutish and thick headed sometimes, but when he wrapped his strong hands around her shoulders and gripped her tightly, she knew she was in the presence of a man. She wasn’t the spoilt daughter of a billionaire when she was with Cristiano. She was just a girl in the arms of a strong man.
Taking another sip of wine, Lucy turned her attention back towards Cristiano. “How is your project coming?” She asked hesitantly.
Cristiano smiled at her. “My project? It is coming along well.”
“When will you tell me about it?” Lucy asked as curious about it as about what the night’s second rule was.
“I will tell you about it when it is time,” he said firmly.
Lucy knew that tone. Cristiano never did anything before he was ready. It was another of the frustrating things about him. Everyone else bowed to her will. Cristiano never did.
“I can’t believe that you still won’t tell me.”
“Maybe I just want you to think about what it is. It could be anything. My project could be the answer to all of your dreams or nothing at all.”
Lucy’s mouth dropped open in angered surprise. “You’re terrible. I think you’re just trying to make me suffer.”
Cristiano laughed his deep belly laugh. He could also be quite devious and this was clearly one of those times. Out of frustration, Lucy took two big gulps of wine. Confirming how much was left she placed it on the bar in front of Cristiano.
“Well, I think I’m ready for my next rule,” she said needing to get something from him.
“It looks like you are.”
Cristiano leaned forward again. This time his hand slid up her leg until his middle finger pressed against her swelling clit. It tickled as much as it sent her into ecstasy. He then pushed his finger left and right stimulating her. Her face flush as she fought to contain her response. He really was terrible but in the best possible way.
“Rule number two. Tonight we will have safe words.”
Knowing what that meant, Lucy swallowed. “Okay.”
“If you want me to stop, you will say apple. If you say that, the night will be over and everything will end. If you want me to give you a moment to rest, you will say banana. When you say grapes, I will continue. Do you understand?”
Still feeling the back of his finger flick her clit, she fought for breath and said, “yes, Sir.” She was sliding towards orgasm as he once again removed his hand returning it this time to the edge of her short skirt.
Staring at her lover’s face she knew that she was ready for the night to begin. She wanted so badly to toss back the remainder of the wine and get her final rule but she used every ounce of her self-control to present herself as the lady her father always demanded she be.
A moment of silence developed between them. Whereas Cristiano seemed comfortable in the silence, Lucy needed desperately to hear his voice.
“Cristiano, can you tell me another story about when you were a bullfighter.”
Cristiano looked at Lucy curiously. “I’ve told you, I was not a bullfighter. Bullfighters are people in tight pants dancing around a trained bull. I was a vaquero with a number of aggressive bulls. There were no cheers when I climbed on top of a bull. It was just the life of my fellow cowboys on the line.
“And more than that, we couldn’t kill any of them. But we also couldn’t force them to do anything. They were 400 pounds. We had to make them submit to us. We had to help them see that their only choice was to bend to our will.”
Lucy listened closely. It was no wonder that she felt helpless to his desires. If he could bend the will of an unruly beast, what chance did she have under his seductive touch?
With only a little wine left, Lucy lifted the glass and emptied the remainder into her mouth. With the familiar bitterness still pooled on her tongue, she looked over at Cristiano. Her heart raced knowing that this was it. The final rule would reveal the crux of their game. What would it be? She swallowed scared but needing to find out.
“I’m done,” she announced tingling as she did.
Cristiano looked at the glass pleased. “Then it’s time for your final rule.” As he leaned in again he made no attempt to hide the destination of his fingers. The ease in which they pushed into her told her that she was wet. She couldn’t believe that he was fingering her in the middle of a bar but he was. With his thumb applying pressure on her clit as he did, she leaned forward gripping his leg doing her best not to cum.
“Tonight you will be presented with three toys. You will have to choose
one. With each choice comes a different set of circumstances. You will not know what those circumstances are but you will have to choose one of the toys.”
Lucy felt Cristiano’s finger push towards her G spot. She could hardly breathe. She knew that she was supposed to acknowledge his final rule in some way but she could barely think straight.
“Do you understand what I’ve said?” Cristiano said with a pleased look on his face.
“Yes, Sir,” she eventually squeaked.
“Do you think you’re ready for this?” Cristiano asked slowly removing himself from inside of her.
As her senses returned to her, so did her courage. “There is only one way to find out,” she said with a smile.
With that, Cristiano got up, pulled back his barstool and gave Lucy room to get out. As she got up, she felt everyone’s eyes on her. No one had missed the show. She had liked that.
Lucy smiled as she lifted her chin and headed towards the door. Exiting she led the way to her Porsche. Cristiano lived close by but she had driven so what was the point of walking. Feeling Cristiano’s hand on her ass they walked without talking. Planting herself in her car, Lucy started the engine and then looked at Cristiano confused.
“I’m sorry, you’re going to have to direct me,” she told him.
“How many times have you come to my place?” Cristiano asked with a smile.
“A lot, but my mind isn’t thinking straight right now,” she joked.
“Fair enough,” Cristiano said with a smile.
Cristiano directed Lucy around the corner to his door. Standing in front of it with his keys in his hand, he turned towards her. His demeanor had changed. His eyes were unforgiving. His voice was a bass drum.
“Do you remember the rules?” He asked.
“I think so,” Lucy said beginning to shake with anticipation.
“Repeat them.”
Lucy thought for a moment fighting her swirling mind. “I must call you Sir as soon as we step inside,” she said looking up and getting confirmation. “Apple is to stop, banana is to wait and grapes is to go. And I’m going to have to choose between three toys.”
“Good girl,” he said in a voice that rattled the lips of her pussy.
