"Alice's Playground" is a new Femdom novel by Candace Smith, just published. Below is an extract from the book. Alice was petite. At thirty years of age, she could still pass for sixteen. With her hair in braids and tied with bows, and her innocent blue eyes, she was the perfect fantasy for many men. Picking them up was never a problem, and, smiling sweetly, she took them to her custom-built playroom. But Aliceâ€™s playroom was very special. Every piece of apparatus had a special purpose, each one adapted to meet her particular needs, and Aliceâ€™s playmates found themselves prisoners, to be humiliated, tormented and trained, painfully, until they were the meek, submissive husbands their wives wanted them to be. Alice had a reputation for her skill at correcting menâ€™s domineering attitude or wandering eye, and suffering wives were soon willing to pay large amounts to have their husbands â€œtrainedâ€â€¦ An Extract: The furnishings were plush and frilly pastels, giving the room a completely feminine look. Michael decided the softness suited Alice, and he smiled to compliment her decorating efforts when he heard her footsteps approaching from the hall. The words froze on his lips before he could speak, and then he smiled. Alice held a small serving tray with their drinks and she had changed her outfit. Her hair hung down in long braids, tied with satin bows that matched her eyes. Her fluffy skirted short dress was a mass of ruffles, ending at the top of her thighs. Michael watched as Alice turned her flat shiny black shoes, and she twisted one ankle so that her foot balanced on the toe. She bent over and her big blue eyes widened. â€œHereâ€™s your drink, daddy.â€ Michael saw the creamy flesh of her bare bottom and his fingers itched. Holy shit. And to think I was going to settle for a half-assed blowjob from Amanda tonight. He was startled, and trying to figure out how to respond, and he reached for the glass and took a long drink. Alice took hers, and then she bent over to place the tray on the table. She made sure her legs were slightly bent so that he could see her little girl naked pussy between her spread thighs. Oh my god. Alice sat on his lap and she clinked glasses with him. He had not said a word and appeared to be frozen, though his eyes were filled with lust. Alice stroked a finger along his jaw line. She stared into his eyes and said softly, â€œSo, you see why itâ€™s going to be difficult for me?â€ Michaelâ€™s throat was tight, and he knew damn well that she had to feel the erection pressing into her bare bottom. â€œActually, Alice,â€ his voice was almost a croak, and he swigged some more scotch. â€œI think your boyfriend must be crazy to let you go.â€ Aliceâ€™s face broke into a huge smile, and Michael was amazed that she could transform into such a child. â€œHe told me that lots of guys had this fantasy. I thought maybe he was just telling me that so I wouldnâ€™t feel so self-conscious. I think most people might feel uncomfortable with it, but I find it exciting.â€ Her eyes flashed with seductive playfulness. Michael downed half his drink. â€œNo, though I do have to admit that this is new to me. Itâ€™s something I never considered, but I can assure you, Alice, that I find this whole scene extremely arousing.â€ Alice waited until his drink was almost gone, while sipping slowly on her cocktail. She laid her glass on the table and wrapped her arms around his neck. Alice stared into his eyes and she pouted. â€œIâ€™ve been a very, very naughty girl, daddy.â€ Michael leaned forward and brushed his lips against her pout. â€œAnd what do you think we should do about that, Alice?â€ he whispered. His mind twisted and blended the vision of the petite, sophisticated woman he had first met, and the little girl enchantress sitting on his lap. Michael was enthralled with her and feeling slightly â€˜naughtyâ€™ himself for allowing her seduction. This game was exciting him. The proof was in his swollen cock and the balls that were pulsing with anticipation. No matter what this version of Alice had in mind, Michael was confident her plans would include fucking later. He was not surprised that his handsome dark looks had caught her attention. Finding willing partners had never been a problem for him, but Alice was different from any of the conquests he had made in the past and his fingers trembled at the thought of exploring her tiny figure. Alice surprised him again when she jumped up and squealed with delight. She folded over his lap and the ruffles of her skirt bunched up, exposing her bare bottom. Alice looked up over her shoulder at him, and she smiled. The strangest thing was that Alice really did not mind this part of her game. She liked watching the men practically salivate with desire for herâ€¦ and knowing that it was the last time she would see true pleasure on their faces. Even while Alice graduated the men through the playground, every arousing moment for her playmates was tempered with pain. Michael stared at the small, rounded, pale globes facing him. He looked into her wide blue eyes, and then let his hand came down with a resounding slap. He caressed her bottom and was alarmed by the warmth of the red print. Michael thought he might have hurt her, until she began to wiggle her ass and rub her pussy against his crotch. Oh shit. Sheâ€™s really turned on by this. Michael realized that he was really turned on as well. He felt masterfully powerful over the diminutive woman, and his mind wandered to some imaginary infraction he was punishing her for. Michael smacked her bottom again and he received the same response, except this time he heard her gasp. After he rubbed her cheeks, he could not resist pushing his fingers between her crevice and brushing her bare pussy. Her lips were soft and slightly swollen, and his fingers came away warm and wet. The scene was so arousing that Michael felt his head begin to swim a bit. He could never remember being so enflamed with anticipation that his thoughts had become muddled. After the fifth slap, which Alice noted was off to the side of one cheek, she looked up and saw that his eyes, although filled with almost a leering sexual passion, were already becoming slightly disoriented. Alice knew that she could never transport him downstairs if he passed out here, so she stood and held out her hand, twisting her toe in her coy little way. â€œWould you like to see my playground?â€ she asked shyly.