Bad Little Kitty
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Last published Thu, Jun 16, 2016
A ferocious kitty needs a spanking from her cold, sadistic Daddy.
Alira was always a bad little girl when it came to her being told what to do. She always disobeyed and threw tantrums until she got her way. That was until she met Lucian, the head owner of a popular BDSM club in New York. Alira wandered into the club for a night of partying and fun when she was spotted from across the room by Lucian. When Alira approached Lucian, intending on getting everything she wanted like the princess she thought she was, she had no idea what she was getting into when a word that was no where near in her vocabulary was used against her.
Her attempt to throw a fit lead her to rude awakening when Lucian didn't take her fit too kindly especially throwing liquor on him.
A firm hand is what every Little needs but Alira needed more than just a firm hand.
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