The second in a series of erotic holiday-themed adventures picks up the story of Melissa, a married brat, and Jonathan, her Daddy, after their Valentine's introduction - but have no fear if you've yet to read this, this can still be enjoyed on its own (as can the upcoming Easter tale, which is absolutely sinful!).
To Daddy: Make my Shamrock Shake. Love, Your Brat opens with a reminder that while Melissa's cuckold husband loves her, it's Jonathan who desires her, and it's him she strives to please . . . and tease. The brat aspect is on full display, right from the start, and it's a dynamic I absolutely adored, especially with how rough her Daddy gets when teased. There's an early deepthroat scene that's edgy and intense, bordering on suffocation, but Benson E Wolf incorporates non-verbal safewords to remind us this is all consensual - and very hot!
Obviously, I don't want to spoil Melissa's workday, but she's sent to the office on St. Patrick's Day without a stitch of green, and instructed by her Daddy to take her pinches with good humor. It's the three additional tasks he sets her, however, that make the story - three visitors who will announce themselves with a keyword (Clover, Gold, or Ireland), having no idea what they're in for. I loved the three characters chosen for that treat, a diverse group who elicit different reactions from Melissa, allowing us to learn more about the woman even as she betrays more of the brat. There's a lovely blend of fear, desire, and caring beneath the exhibitionism, and the sex is smoking hot.
The workday is only half the story, however, and there's still the matter of being punished by Daddy for her early morning bratty behavior. Those final scenes push the story back into edgy territory, approaching the harsh edge of cruelty at times, but always coming back to the fact that Jonathan cares for his brat. The climactic climax is powerful in ways I cannot begin to describe, and it makes for a fabulous finale.
Rating: ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀ ♀
It works just as well with the genders swapped.
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