Did I just make up OTD or do others use that term? It's Over the Desk just in case...
Taming Naia was originally released as Naia and the
Professor. I wrote it over a year ago and during the revision phase, I went
back and forth with whether or not I should change the first spanking scene,
which is an over the desk spanking, to an over the knee spanking scene. Back
when I was originally writing it, I had decided I definitely preferred over the
desk spankings - maybe for the disciplinary piece? I'm not really sure. I had
told a friend about my preference for OTD and she'd said
something like 'hm…let me know when OTK and hand becomes your preference.' Of
course I thought 'yeah ok…' but nope, I was an OTD girl.
Well, here I am now having changed my tune. There's
something very tender and intimate in an OTK/hand spanking that can't be
matched otherwise. Who knows what I'll
be thinking six months from now, but here's a piece that's not in the book. It's what would have been had I chosen the OTK replacement scene. Think of it like one of those books where the reader chooses - so as if there were an
OTD vs an OTK door (remember those choose your adventure novels?). The book
kept the original OTD scene but here's a little extra OTK for you…
* * *
“Come
here, Naia.”
She walked slowly to him. Her heart raced and tears slid down her
face. He reached out and brushed one of them away.
“You’re safe,” he said.
She
nodded, but the tears didn’t stop. The opposite in fact. “I know.”
Liam leaned his torso back and gestured toward his lap.
"Lay across my lap."
Naia's heart beat hard and fast, the sound of it drumming in
her ears. Emotions collided within her, the will to resist, the surety of what
was to come, her own submission, her utter arousal at that submission.
Slowly, she leaned forward, placing her hands on one of this
thighs, trying to lower herself
gracefully over his lap. But there was no dignified way to do this, there
was no dignity in it at all. That was part of the deal, part of what had her
pussy throbbing with arousal as her mind battled the humiliation of her
position.
Liam's hand was on her then, pushing her gently forward so
her belly lay against his thighs. "Hands and feet remain on the floor throughout
your spanking," he said.
She placed the flat of both palms and her feet on the floor.
Liam's large hand rested on her back, caressing, moving lower slowly over her
buttocks, the pads of his fingers just touching the backs of her naked thighs
as he slowly pulled her skirt up over her bottom.
Naia reached back then to clasp his hands, halting them. She
looked over her shoulder to meet his gaze. "Not bare, Sir. Please not bare."
"But Naia, wasn't that part of what you claimed I did?
Didn't I bare your bottom for your spanking?"
She groaned.
"Hands on the floor. If I have to bind you, you'll take
double the strokes."
She moved her hands reluctantly back to the floor but he
must not have trusted her to keep her feet where they were because in the next
instant, he had draped one of his legs over hers, trapping her with one hand on
her waist as he lifted the skirt up with other.
"Very pretty," he said, his big hand caressing her
bottom. "But we're not quite bare yet, are we, Naia?" he said, his
voice taunting as he placed his fingers just into the waistband of her panties
and slowly, ever so slowly, dragged them down over her bottom, down past the
tops of her thighs and brought them to her knees.
"There," he said, turning circles over the rounded
cheeks, pulling them apart just slightly, just enough that she knew that
nothing was hidden from his sight. "One last thing and we can get
started," he said, his fingers scratching up over the crease between
buttocks and thigh, causing her to clench, which earned her a quick, sharp slap
of his hand. "Don't clench. In fact, that's the one thing. Push your
bottom out to me, Naia. Push it out and take your spanking."
