Daddy’s Runaway by Rogue London

They say you can’t go home again, and maybe they’re right. But either way, I’ve made my way back to my hometown… and the boy I left behind.
King Connelly. But the boy I remember never would have dared to take me across his knee like a naughty little girl, or use my body to bring us both pleasure beyond our wildest fantasies.
He never would have made me call him Daddy.
No, the boy I ran from is long gone. In his place is a man who punishes even the slightest hint of defiance swiftly and thoroughly. A man who vows to protect me from a past I can’t seem to escape.
A man who makes me wonder if I can finally stop running.