Sir and Babygirl: Forever Bound

By Kayla Lords

Babygirl aka Katie has come a long way since her first meeting with Johnathan, her loving Sir. She's had to face fears, overcome doubts, and learn to love again. She's also had to deal with disdain and anger over the BDSM life that makes her feel alive and complete.

Sir has raised his family, survived divorce, and knows exactly what he wants - a kinky and loving life with Babygirl. Can the family rifts be healed? Will Babygirl wear his collar?

In this final installment of their adventures together, Sir and Babygirl move forward with their future plans with humor, love, and hot, kinky sex.

Will they be forever bound?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kayla Lords
• Release date: Jan 27, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370026616

Kayla Lords

Kayla Lords discovered her love of writing at age seven and her sexual fantasies by age 13. It took a divorce and re-entry into the dating to world to find her sexual power and voice. Kayla is a sexual submissive in the BDSM lifestyle and promises that it’s not as extreme and terrifying as it may first appear.Now instead of experiencing sexual daydreams, she writes them down and publishes them for others to enjoy. An avid blogger, tweeter, and talker, Kayla enjoys interacting with her readers.

Book preview

Dear Readers, the entire Sir and Babygirl series has been an exercise in love and determination – not just for me, but for the kinky couple in the pages. If Sir and Babygirl seem real, it’s because they are. This is a snapshot of what a real, loving D/s relationship can look like.

The stories are written as standalone short stories that are meant to be read one by one, but when put together in a format like this, they tell the story of two people building a relationship together. Rarely do I worry about the chronology of each story except to keep them in an order that makes sense. A few days may pass or a few weeks. To me, the timing is irrelevant. What matters is what Johnathan and Katie go through together and apart to make their relationship work. If you’re confused about when something happens, know that I never go too far in the future and that time continues to move forward for them, as it does for us. I hope you enjoy watching these two people grow as much as I do!  ~Kayla Lords

Aftershocks

Where’s Monica? Johnathan hoped his stepmom would tell him something good.

They turned as tires squealed, a back bumper hit the curb with a thump, and motor revved.

Does that answer your question?

Johnathan recoiled from her disapproving tone. She should be the last one to judge anyone.

Mom, the last thing we need is a lecture. His voice was gruffer than he meant it to be.

I understand why you’re happy, Johnny. Katie is a lovely woman, and you know we – your mother, father and I –  love her. But did you think about Monica at all? Was a public proposal really necessary?

I wanted to share the moment with everyone we love. He looked away. Was that really so awful? Damn it, he hated feeling like a kid.

Oh honey. It’s not wrong to want that.

She pulled back and stared deep into his eyes. But know your audience. With a loving pat on his cheek, she turned to leave, calling for her husband, sounding like the Domme she was.

Johnathan couldn’t stop himself from wondering if she’d take her frustrations out on her submissive tonight as he would — and then he remembered who her submissive was and a very adolescent shudder of revulsion brought him back to reality. He was glad to hear them leave through the garage.

Hey. Katie’s voice washed over him like a cool balm. Swinging around, he wrapped his arms around her. That sucked.

Johnathan pulled away, ready to tease and ask if she regretted saying yes already. The red, swollen eyes and tracks of dried tears on her face subdued him.

That bad?

Well, I’m not sure if you’ve ever had to give a quick primer on BDSM, kink, and consent to an aging southern belle or a redneck before but it’s not exactly pleasant.

Johnathan grinned. His babygirl may be stressed to the max but her humor was still intact.

Nope, not something I’ve ever done. He pushed her hair out of her face, wiping away the last of her tears. Do they hate me?

He wasn’t sure if she grinned or grimaced. Well, Daddy was ready to rip you limb from limb and throw me in his truck. The growl he heard didn’t sound human. Was that me? Oh, Mama and I calmed him down. Mama told him to hush up and let me talk. At the end she said she didn’t have to understand it to support me.

He sighed with relief.

Would you believe the only ones not freaking out are your brother and your boys?

Well, it’s not like Ethan didn’t already know. Johnathan shrugged. And the boys probably don’t want to think about my sex life if they can help it.

Babygirl giggled. True.

How’s Olivia? That she might have been hurt or confused worried him.

She’s fine. Confused. She hates loud voices, but she was more concerned about missing dessert. I sent her with my mom who plans to feed her chocolate all weekend.

He laughed, part humor and part relief. His sassy Babygirl was still with him, too. Leaning down to bury his face in her neck, he inhaled her familiar scent — a mix of rosemary, mint, and…desire.

Groaning, he pressed his mouth against her skin. She shivered and wrapped her arms around him, pressing the full length of her body again his. He pulled her close, his fingers digging into her back and hips. She squeaked in surprise and not a little pain. The sound only tightened his grip. He wanted her to know she was his, fully and completely.

He nipped her neck, over and over again, each bite a little harder, more painful than the last.

Who am I, girl?

He heard a shuddery exhale and then, You’re my Sir.

Who do you belong to?

You, Sir.

That’s right. Mine, and right now, I’m going to claim what’s mine.

Her knees give way as her body trembled. Wrapping one hand in her