I’ve
got another exclusive excerpt for you today from my latest release,
Babes in Bondage. It’s not exactly spanking... but
close enough!
Enjoy!
“Can
I—can I whip her?” Ted asked, before he could stop himself. God,
had he really said that? He’d never hit a woman in his life—well,
aside from the spanking he’d given Marcy, which the cheeky girl had
asked for.
“Certainly.
What implement would you prefer?” Shark flipped open a wooden chest
that Ted had assumed was an end table. The chest held a dozen
different punishment devices, each one resting neatly in a
satin-lined depression.
“Holy
shit!” Ted clamped his hand over his mouth. It was one thing to
fantasize about delivering a whipping, quite another to be faced by
this abundance of perversity. He shook his head. “I—I really have
no idea.”
“Any
of them particularly appeal to you?” The Dom extracted a little
whip with knotted strands about six inches long. “What about this
flogger? Pretty easy to handle, with a nice, stingy feel.” The rich
scent of leather filled Ted’s head as he inspected the offered
device.
“Um…”
“Or
maybe the tawse?” This was a fat strap, four inches wide and two
feet long, of heavier leather than the tail of the flogger. One end
narrowed into a handle, while at the other, the leather split into a
comb-like arrangement. “This has a thuddier effect, so it can leave
bruises.” Shark swished it through the air and landed a blow on the
bondage frame, an inch to the left of Daphne’s breast.
Both
she and Ted flinched.
“But
Daphne likes it,” Shark continued. “She’s proud of my marks.”
Ted’s
cock felt like it would drill right through his pants. “I don’t
know…” he began.
“Then
there’s the riding crop.” The fiberglass shaft whistled as Shark
swept it in front of Ted’s eyes. This time, he brought the leather
tongue down hard on the fullest part of Daphne’s ass. The girl
yelped and jerked reflexively. A livid patch bloomed in the wake of
the blow.
Ted
watched in horrified fascination as the mark of the crop darkened and
grew puffy. It looked as though it hurt. Yet he couldn’t help
noticing the way the woman’s juices overflowed her pussy lips and
dribbled down the inside of her thighs in the wake of Shark’s blow.
She
was as aroused as he was.
She
wanted more.
“The
crop,” he blurted out. “I’ll try the crop.”
“Good
choice,” said Master Shark. “A favorite with beginners. It’s
straightforward to control and produces lovely stripes. Here you are,
then.”
Ted
forced himself to take hold of the leather-wrapped handle. He swished
it back and forth a few times, getting a sense of its weight and
dynamics.
“That’s
right.” Stephen gave him an approving nod. “Speed is more
important than force. Let the springiness of the shaft do the work.”
With
greater confidence, Ted whisked the crop through the air.
“Good—that’s
good—now bring it down on her ass.”
Whoosh!
The crop flew. The tip connected with Daphne’s butt, on the
opposite cheek from Shark’s stroke. She gave a little cry, half
pain, half pleasure. A neat red triangle bloomed on her pale skin.
Fire
streaked through Ted’s body. Power blazed in his chest. Giving
himself up to instinct, he swept his instrument of discipline in a
wide arc and landed it upon her flesh once more. The “snap” of
leather meeting skin aroused him almost as much as the way she
squirmed.
“Excellent!
By the way, her safe word ‘tofu’. You know about safe words?”
“Um—yeah.”
Uncertainty swept over him. Was he really going to beat this
delightful girl? Oh, he wanted to, that was for sure. His dick
strained inside his pants, urging him on. But what if he truly hurt
her? What if he went too far?
“Don’t
worry,” Shark reassured him. “Daphne knows how much she can
take.” The Dom pinched one of the crimson welts, making the girl
whimper. “But she can take a lot. Go ahead, Ted. Give her what she
craves.”
Swallowing
his doubts, Ted brought the crop down hard on the woman’s
irresistible ass.
“Thank
you, Sir!”
Daphne’s
choked exclamation was a potent aphrodisiac. This was mutual,
consensual—the sub wanted this as much as he did. He lashed her
again, marking her precisely, patterning the canvas of her buttocks.
Her moan and her scent inflamed him. As she writhed in her bonds, he
rained blows on her ass and the tender backs of her thighs, marveling
at her willing acceptance of each one.
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