WIP: Work in progress. WIP it up Wednesday is a hop where writers share portions of the project they're working on with readers. I really like the idea because it allows me to share something that's still in the creative stage as well as work behind the scenes as a prompt to keep me writing.
The WIP I've chosen to share today is tentatively titled "Learning to be Little" It is a story about Kelly Franklin's first immersion into BDSM with a Daddy Dom.
Similar to Kelly's experience, Learning to be Little is my first attempt at depicting the dynamics of age play, and because it occurs in Kelly's past with her first, but not last, Dom, it is also a little different from other age play stories available today. However, I hope readers who enjoy age play and D/s will find their journey into Kelly's past an entertaining, sometimes funny, sometimes poignant, adventure. Though the manuscript has been accepted by Blushing Books, until it's published, I consider it a WIP.
|The mock cover I used for Camp NaNo|
He removed the paper wrapping from the sweet and fed her the first bite. Smooth creamy chocolate melded with salty-sweet peanut butter on her tongue, and she moaned with pure pleasure. Smiling, he handed the patty over to her.
"Take small bites, and your treat will last longer," he advised.
Though it was difficult, Kelly did her best to follow his instructions. Once she'd finished the first patty, she licked her fingers. Due to the cold weather, it hadn't melted much, but she didn't want to waste a single delicious taste.
He offered her the second piece with a slight frown. "Don't you own any gloves?"
"I lost them," she informed him with a shrug as she relished the remainder of her treat.
"We shall purchase a new pair for you, tomorrow, then."
Her gaze flashed up to meet his as she licked her fingers again, but this time he shook his head and clasped her hand in his to wipe it clean with a linen handkerchief. Did men still carry those?
"Proper young ladies do not lick their fingers," he scolded, placing the cloth back in his pocket. She thought he would release her hand then, but he merely stared at her for a long moment before he asked, "How would you like to live with me?"
Though Graham White has been nothing but a complete gentleman, Kelly doesn't know the man, and living with a stranger is totally different from accepting a dinner invitation from him.
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