Summer Graystone visits with her new Age Play!

I’m so excited to have Summer Graystone visiting me today! Her new AP, Bailey’s Little Adventure, is also part of the Little Haven Age Play set.  I can’t wait to read this! It is next on my TBR list. 🙂


Bailey's Little Adventure


Hi Katherine! Thank you so much for hosting me today!

I’m sharing an excerpt from my latest book – Bailey’s Little Adventure. This is an age play story which is actually part of the Little Haven Collection released last month. You can find more about that collection here on my blog.

The snippet I’m going to share with you is an emotional one. In this part of the story Bailey had just made a big mistake and it really shows how much her Daddy loves her even when she messes up.


The sky was just turning gray along the horizon, and I was suddenly exhausted. But my mind refused to stop turning.

“Ian? Can we talk?”

“When we get home, Bailey.” He reached across the console and took my hand. “It’s okay. We’re almost there.”

He pulled the car into the garage, and then came around and opened my door for me. I stepped out into the space where my car should have been parked. I blinked at the empty space, and the tears I’d been holding back welled up again.

“Come on, Bailey. Let’s get you into bed.”

He led me by the hand to our bedroom and arranged the pillows, then set me on the edge of the bed. He undressed me with care, easing my t-shirt over my bruised arm.

“Do you want pajamas?”

I was sitting in my bra and panties. I shrugged. It seemed like such a monumental decision to make. Ian got up, rummaged through my dresser, and came up with a cotton nightgown I never wore. He helped me into it and then got me under the blankets.

“Do you want anything to eat? Something to drink?” He was standing at the end of the bed, and I had the feeling all he wanted was to be anywhere other than with me.

“I want us to talk, Ian.” I patted the bed. “You said we’d talk.”

He came and sat beside me. I reached out and took his hand. “You’re mad at me, aren’t you?”

“I’m relieved you weren’t seriously hurt.” He wouldn’t look at me, wouldn’t meet my eyes. My heart was thumping in a painful way. This must be what a broken heart feels like.

“I was scared, Bailey. Really scared. All they’d tell me was you’d been in an accident. They didn’t want me there, they kept telling me to go to the hospital. I finally got them to tell me where you were.”

He looked up at me, and I choked back a sob. There were tears in his eyes, and he looked ten years older. “Bailey, I thought I’d lost you. And I didn’t think I could stand it if that happened.”

I reached for him and he climbed onto the bed next to me, and I wrapped my arms around him. For a long time we held each other, both of us crying. I’d never seen Ian cry.

Finally he sat back, wiping his eyes. “But you’re fine. You’re banged up, but you’re okay. And you’re here. That’s all that I care about.”

“But if I wasn’t such a failure, then this all wouldn’t have happened.” I held out my arm, the bruise deep and bloody. “The car…”

“Bailey, I don’t care about the car.” His voice was rough, and he pulled away, looking at me with something like anger.

“I care about you, no matter what. I can’t not care. Even if you fuck up so badly you crash the car. It was an accident. Granted, it was because you are impulsive, but it was an accident. You didn’t do it on purpose, did you?”

I shook my head. “No, but… I keep messing up.”

“I don’t care, Bailey. I love you. Whether it’s you, the adult, the woman I fell in love with and married, the one who is brilliant, successful, and competent. Or whether it’s you when we’re role-playing, the impulsive, intense, irrepressible, lovable Bailey that I discovered lived inside you, I love you.”

I was crying again, big gulping sobs that shook my shoulders. He reached out, wiping away my tears.

“I love how complex you are, every part of you. But you’ve got to cut yourself some slack, Bailey. You’re still learning, we both are. And it’s okay.”

“But… I can’t… there’s all the stuff you want that I can’t give you.”

“If you mean the bondage, I don’t expect you to be into that at the same level I am. For me, it’s something I’ve wanted for a long time, just like you wanted to role-play. But you’re willing to try. You have tried…”

I stopped crying. “Tie me up now. Please.”


Well! If you want to know what happens then you have to pick up a copy of the book right? Check out the full blurb below!



Even though she is an adult with a full-time job, Bailey loves role-playing as daddy’s naughty little girl. Nothing is more fun than dressing like a teen and teasing her husband, who is always ready to punish her properly before pleasuring her more than she would have thought possible. When she discovers that he would like to tie her up so that she is completely vulnerable and at his mercy, she trusts him to keep her safe, even when he pushes her past her comfort zone.

But Bailey’s perfectionism makes her insecure about their relationship, and when she makes a mistake that disappoints her daddy she panics and wonders if she could lose him forever. Can he prove to Bailey that even when things get really hard, he will always be there for his little girl with the love, guidance, and discipline she needs?


Publisher’s Note: Bailey’s Little Adventure contains spankings, sexual scenes, age play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled Little Haven.


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Thank you for having me on your blog Katherine!

1 thought on “Summer Graystone visits with her new Age Play!

  1. rozharrison

    Wow Summer, wonderful emotionally intense scene. I love every excerpt I have read of this. Definitely on my TBR!

    Thank you Katherine for hosting 🙂



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