Spanked by the Pastor — Delilah Fawkes

From best-selling author Delilah Fawkes, comes a new deliciously dirty, taboo tale!When Morgan is caught by her stepdad reading a filthy spanking story on her Kindle, and using her Hitachi Magic Wand, he just about loses his mind. While she's home from college, she's under his roof, and under his roof, if you sin, you get punished. Spare the rod, spoil the child, right? Even if she is 22 years old...Warning: This taboo tale is NOT for the faint of heart! It's pure filth, with zero redeeming qualities. In fact, it might just rot your brain... You've been warned! 18+ only.Check out this sizzling excerpt:'Come here, Morgan.'There was an edge to the Pastor's voice, and I knew it was a command, not a request. I walked closer, still not wanting to meet his eyes, until I was right in front of the desk. I glanced over my shoulder at Daddy, throwing him my best puppy dog eyes, but he just shook his head slightly.No.'Look at me, young lady.'I finally raised my eyes, nervously chewing my lip. Pastor Mark stood before me wearing a black button down-shirt tucked into crisp black slacks. His dark eyes burned like coals, and I whimpered softly. It was like looking into the eyes of an Eagle, piercing and unblinking. I lowered my gaze, and found myself noticing how well his shirt hugged his muscular body, his pants taught over powerful thighs. He was just as well-built as my Daddy was, and radiated an aura of power that was palpable.He walked carefully around the desk, and tipped my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes once more.'I heard you've been sinning,' he said, his voice low. Dangerous.'I don't know what you mean,' I said.Daddy cleared his throat from his chair behind me.'Don't lie to me, young lady, Pastor Mark said. You'll only make things harder on yourself.'I hung my head, a lump in my throat.'Your stepfather says he found you reading horrible filth, and... touching yourself.''I...'What could I say? This was beyond humiliating, right there in front of my own father, and the Pastor of my church. I felt my face heating and knew my cheeks must be getting red.'I know about your little sex toy, too, Morgan. John, if you would?'Daddy reached into his leather satchel and removed my Hibachi wand. I gasped as he set it onto the wooden desk before me. I couldn't remember if I'd cleaned it off after the last time I'd used it, or if the tip of the wand would still smell musty and sweet with my cum.