Saturday Spanks: Bound and Breathless -- #BDSM #BoxedSet #SaturdaySpanks

It’s been ages since I did a Saturday Spanks post. Since I just released a BDSM boxed set, though, this seemed an appropriate weekend. Enjoy!

About Bound and Breathless

Agony that burns - until it sets you alight with pleasure

For some people, kink is a game, a way to spice up sex by adding a hint of taboo. This book isn’t about those people.

These stories dig deeper, baring souls, exposing the heady thrill of power and surrender, intimacy and complicity. In the passionate dance of dominant and submissive, there is no tomorrow. There is only now, balanced between pleasure and pain, breathless with forbidden possibilities.

Excerpt from "Never Too Late"

Before I understand what’s happening, he’s looming over me, taking possession of my mouth, rolling my rigid nipples between his finger and thumb and kindling sparks. He tastes of the after-dinner mints they offer in the hotel coffee shop. His hands explore my body, weighing my breasts, groping my ass. Helpless, beyond rationality, I melt again.

“You know instinctively,” he murmurs in my ear. “I’m the master you’ve dreamed of.” He nips the tender flesh of the lobe hard enough to make me cry out. “I’m the one who will make you beg for mercy and scream with pleasure.”

“No,” I say. “I haven’t. I can’t. I’m married.” My pro forma protests are weak, even to my own ears. He is already tearing the clothing from me. The first time his fingers graze my bare skin, electricity sizzles along the surface, down to my cunt. I moan, pressing against his still-clothed body. He chuckles and steps away.

“Turn around. Let me look at you. Especially at that fat ass.” My face burns with embarrassment as I follow his instructions. It never occurs to me to object. I feel his eyes on the butt that I can’t seem to shrink no matter how many hours I spend on the Stairmaster.

“Lovely,” he says and I glow with pride. He is pleased. That’s all I seem to need. He strokes my ample backside. When he moves away again, I nearly cry from the loss.

“I want you across my lap. I want to turn that pale flesh of yours a nice, rosy pink.”

I obey. I can’t believe that I’m doing it, but I stretch myself along his thighs. The fine wool of his slacks is distended at the groin. I rub my damp bush against the hard mass of his erection, the emotional pleasure almost trumping the physical. He wants me. That’s all that really matters.

“Be still, slut!” He slaps my ass cheek with terrible force. The pain is a shock. He brings his palm down again on the other side, even harder. I whimper and try not to move.

He rains blows down on my tender flesh. Sometimes he lands a stinging smack at the back of my plump thighs. Sometimes he catches me across the crevice between my cheeks. The pain builds and builds until tears blur my vision, but still he spanks me, again and again, with the same ferocity he showed me in the elevator.

My ass feels as though it’s bleeding and raw, yet still he beats me. His strength and stamina appear to have no limits. Floating in a red sea of pain, I sense his jubilation. As much as he has me in thrall, I’m also giving him what he needs. I know somehow he would stop if I told him to do so. I can’t bring myself to that point. I don’t want to disappoint him.

When he finally does stop, I hardly notice. I’ve grown accustomed to the sharp sting and the deeper ache from earlier strokes. It’s all I’ve ever known, all I want to know.

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