If it’s Friday she must be getting the belt

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Happy reading on this fine Friday! Have a great weekend! ~Mo

 

Getting What She Needed

She’d waited long enough…it was time to take matters into her own hands. Their schedules had been conflicting lately, it was no one’s fault but she needed to cum gosh darn it!

Trevor was on a new job site in the boonies…she got lost twice making her way there but finally she found it, parking her little Honda civic next to his big truck. Climbing out she tightened the belt of her lightweight trench coat and hoped none of the workers commented on the way she was dressed in this heat.

She spotted him standing next to a worker and pointing out something on the steel girders they were studying. Taking a deep breath she walked up to them and stood quietly next to Trevor.

“Ann Marie?” he asked questioningly. The other man wisely moved away to give them privacy.

She stood on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear, “I’m completely naked under my coat.” She grinned when his whole body stiffened and stepped back and looked coyly over her shoulder before turning away and walking slowly towards the woods.

“LUNCH!” she heard him bellow behind her and couldn’t contain her grin as she made her way through the trees.

When she felt she’d gone deep enough into the woods she dropped the coat to the ground and then knelt to wait.

“Wise move, I can’t believe you came naked to my job site,” he said as he walked to stand in front of her.

She looked up at him from beneath her lashes with a soft smile, “I was hoping you’d over look my slight breech in protocol because you need to cum as badly as I do.”

Trevor snorted under his breath, “Slight breech of protocol? Naked Ann Marie.”

“I wore a coat,” she said defensively.

“A coat that clung to ever curve making it clear you were naked in front of my crew,” he said darkly.

Ann Marie felt a little tingle in her bottom as she realized she might have miscalculated things slightly. “May I suck your cock?”

Trevor unzipped his pants freeing his rigid erection, “You may, but I’m still going to bust your ass.”

She grinned before taking the head of his cock in her mouth and sucking hard on it as she swirled her tongue around. It wouldn’t be too bad if it could wait until after she sucked him off.

Trevor groaned appreciatively, as she rolled the head of his cock around the roof of her mouth never ceasing the strong suction as she did it. Ann Marie would never tire of the taste and feel of him in her mouth, she loved giving blow jobs.

“Enough play time baby,” he said his gravelly voice sliding through her deliciously as he wrapped a big hand around the back of her neck and began to work himself in and out. She moaned and opened her mouth and throat to him as he went deeper with every thrust.

Soon he was holding her in place as he took her mouth hard, she teared up a little and gagged as he drove in deep but she loved every minute of it. Then he wrapped a fist in her hair and the hand behind her neck tightened as he stiffened and then shot ribbon after ribbon of cum down her throat.

Ann Marie eagerly swallowed everything he gave her still sucking as he finished then licking him clean.

“Good girl. Now go bend over and brace yourself on that tree,” he said pointing to the large oak next to them.

She moved quickly to comply and shivered as she heard him pull his belt free from his pant loops.

Trevor wasted no time, one hand resting in the small of her back as he swung the belt hard with the other. She gasped and danced in place as line after line of fire was laid across her ass.

“Ooohooo…owwwwww….please…oowwww….,” Ann Marie whimpered as she tried to hold position as he lit a fire in her ass she wouldn’t soon forget.

“I miss you too baby, but don’t you ever put us in a position like this in my place of business again. Am I understood?” he asked firmly.

“Yes Sir!” she wailed. He’d laid the belt down across every inch of her bottom at least three times and the tops of her thighs. She knew her bottom must be swollen and beet red, she’d feel his discipline every time she sat down for the next few days.

Then she heard his belt hit the ground and he grabbed a sore ass cheek in each hand spreading her wide as he drove inside her to the hilt with one hard  thrust.

Her back bowed as she absorbed the pleasure of their joining, “Ohhh…please…please…”
The stinging heat in her bottom increased the pleasure of his cock slamming in and out of her tenfold. She couldn’t contain her cries of pleasure as he drove into her like a jack hammer.

Ann Marie’s hands gripped the rough bark of the tree hard as she came undone, screaming his name. Trevor gave her no quarter, driving her through the first orgasm without pause and sending her straight into another.

She was about to cum again when he suddenly pulled out making her yell in protest. He spun her around and picked her up impaling her once again on his driving cock as he kissed her deeply.

She wrapped her legs around his waist as he braced her back on the tree trunk kissing her as he pounded her even harder than before. The roughness of the bark would leave its mark on her back but the tiny pain seemed to only drive her pleasure higher.

She sucked his tongue as he drove it in and out of her mouth in time with his thrusts, the head of his cock battering her cervix until they both stiffened; swallowing each other’s shouts as he emptied inside her and her spasming channel milked him dry.

Ann Marie fell forward against his chest as she caught her breath, wincing a little as he pulled free and lowered her to shaky legs.

“That was unbelievable,” she said softly.

“Indeed it was,” he said with a grin as he helped her back into her coat.

“I’m going to feel you everywhere when I move tomorrow,” Ann Marie said ruefully.

“Good. I’d say you got just what you needed didn’t you young lady?” Trevor asked with a twinkle in his eyes as he walked her back to her little car.

“Yes Sir, I do believe I did.”

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Sara Fields is here with a spanking hot excerpt from A Gift for the Commander!

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A Gift for the Commander

Blurb:

Though Olivia is grateful to be alive after she is rescued from a terrible tyrant and brought to the planet Terranovum, she is none too pleased when she learns that she is to be auctioned as a slave to the highest bidder. But before she can be sold, she must be trained, and the man who will train her is none other than the commander of the king’s army.

Wes has tamed many human slaves and when Olivia resists his efforts to bathe her in preparation for her initial inspection, he strips the beautiful, feisty girl bare and spanks her soundly. The stern chastisement leaves Olivia tearful and repentant yet undeniably aroused, and Wes starts her lessons in submission by making her beg him shamefully for the release her body needs so badly.

Once she has been thoroughly and intimately examined, Olivia’s training begins in earnest, and Wes takes her to his bed to teach her what it means to surrender her body to a dominant man. But try as he might, he cannot bring himself to see Olivia as just another slave. She touches his heart in a way he thought nothing could, and with each passing day he grows more certain that he must claim her as his own. But with war breaking out across Terranovum, can Wes protect both his world and his woman?

Publisher’s Note: A Gift for the Commander is the third book of the Terranovum Brides trilogy, which began with A Gift for the King and continued with A Gift for the Doctor. It is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. 

Excerpt:

“Close your eyes.”

Without hesitation, she obeyed, and her senses amplified. Her sight taken away from her, all she could do was feel and listen for the next fall of the crop. The entire experience was more than intense, it was magnificent. He moved silently, so that she didn’t know when he was going to catch the underside of her bottom cheeks, or her breasts, or the sides of her hips, or the backs of her thighs. Her chest rose and fell, and she cried out when he tapped the leather against her nipple, but her reaction wasn’t from the pain, it was from the rampant desire that coursed through her. He did it again, over and over, switching back and forth from one nipple to the other.

Her thighs began to quiver, and he dragged the crop down between her breasts to her navel, and then even lower, until the tip of the crop lay over the top of her clit.

She stopped breathing. Time seemed to slow as he took the crop away from her pussy. Expecting a sharp slap to fall at any second, she breathed a sigh of relief when he brought it back down gently. He did this a few times in a row, and she finally relaxed. Her clit throbbed in anticipation, and she could hardly contain herself, her lust was so great. Just when she had grown comfortable, he pressed the crop firmly against her. And then he took it away again.

Smack!

The slap was still gentle, but harsh enough that she cried out, in either pleasure or pain, she wasn’t sure. He did it again, and her hips rolled wildly forward. He pressed his body up against her back and grabbed a fistful of her hair, arching her backwards even farther. Her scalp burned, but it only added more fuel to the fire. Her entire body smoldered red hot, aching with need for release. She panted as he pulled her head back so far that it nearly rested on his shoulder. She moaned when he reached around her body and settled the crop back on her clit.

“You are not to come until I give you permission. Do you understand?”

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Author Bio:

Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about!  Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.

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I was Spanked by a fictional character!

IMG_20160722_112846The strangest thing just happened. I was busily working on my edits for my short story compilation when there was a knock at my door.

I answered the door to a big broody dark haired man. He was really quite handsome but I digress, “Morganna Williams?”

“Yes, but my friends call me Mo.” I told him with a big smile and my best eyelash flutter.

He ignored both and brushed past me as he walked into the house, “We need to have a little talk.” He growled at me.

Yes it was really growly speech which I must say I found a tad disturbing. I frowned at his back as I shut my door. “May I ask what this pertains to?”

He spun to face me, “You cannot continue to spy on my mate and I.” He said firmly as he began to roll up his sleeves. “I’m here to teach you a lesson.”

“What? I’ve never spied on anyone in my life! Well I do eavesdrop on occasion but doesn’t everyone?” I asked incredulously, as I watched him nervously. The way he was rolling up his sleeves reminded me of one of my stories, but this was real life. “Who are you?”

“Names Quinn, I’m here to teach you a lesson about being a nosy parker so you leave my mate Kyra and I alone.” Quinn said before walking towards me.

“I…wait…what? I created you! I’m not spying I’m working on a sequel to Primal heat! You can’t…”

Apparently I was misinformed, ten minutes later I was standing in the middle of the floor cupping my very tender tush while staring at the door my fictional character just went through.

I think I might be making my heros a tad to realistic.

#firstworldproblems #delimasofaspankingeroticaauthor #authorproblems #characterbeatings #naughtyauthor

What to get to know Quinn a little more personally? Here’s your chance, Twisted & Sinful Stories is free next week from 7/25-7/29/2016.

The perfect time to meet Quinn, Kyra and everyone else in this multi-genre anthology!

The strangest thing just happened. I was busily working on my edits for my short story compilation when there was a knock at my door.

I answered the door to a big broody dark haired man. He was really quite handsome but I digress, “Morganna Williams?”

“Yes, but my friends call me Mo.” I told him with a big smile and my best eyelash flutter.

He ignored both and brushed past me as he walked into the house, “We need to have a lite talk.” He growled at me.

Yes it was really growly speech which I must say I found a tad disturbing. I frowned at his back as I shut y door. “May I ask what this pertains to?”

He spun to face me, “You cannot continue to spy on my mate and I.” He said firmly as he began to roll up his sleeves. “I’m here to teach you a lesson.”

“What? I’ve never spied on anyone in my life! Well I do eavesdrop on occasion but doesn’t everyone?” I asked incredulously, as I watched him nervously. The way he was rolling up his sleeves reminded me of one of my stories, but this was real life. “Who are you?”

“Names Quinn, I’m here to teach you a lesson about being a nosy parker so you leave my mate Kyra and I alone.” Quinn said before walking towards me.

“I…wait…what? I created you! I’m not spying I’m working on a sequel to Primal heat! You can’t…”

Apparently I was misinformed, ten minutes later I was standing in the middle of the floor cupping my very tender tush while staring at the door my fictional character just went through.

I think I might be making my heros a tad to realistic.

#firstworldproblems #delimasofaspankingeroticaauthor #authorproblems #characterbeatings #naughtyauthor

What to get to know Quinn a little more personally? Here’s your chance, Twisted & Sinful Stories is free next week from 7/25-7/29/2016.

The perfect time to meet Quinn, Kyra and everyone else in this multi-genre anthology!

 P.S.-pssst…be warned Quinn is obviously a little sensitive about what he considers spying…

It’s A Good Girl Spanking on Free Friday

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Happy Friday! Hope today finds you well and you enjoy today’s offering. Happy reading! ~Mo

 

Good Girl Spanking

 

You smiled at me as I stood nervously before you, naked but for the pair of high heels you’d instructed me to wear.  This was my first good girl spanking, you’d spanked me many times for punishment but this time was for pleasure and for some reason I was more nervous than I ever had been during previous spankings.

“Ready babygirl?” you asked.

“Yes sir,” I said softly, the pulse between my thighs increasing as I began to feel the moisture gathering at my core in response to your voice.

As I watched you climbed naked onto the bed, settling in the middle against the headboard. The breath caught in my throat when you held your hand out to me, I swallowed hard then breathlessly put my hand in yours and climbed onto the bed to settle across your naked thighs.

“You’ve been such a good girl this week baby, I’m proud of you.” You told me as your warm hand began to lightly caress my ass and the backs of my thighs. I shivered under your touch as the gentle stroking continued.

Slowly I began to relax until my head rested on my arms and my body melted into your lap. Then you began to spank me lightly. Soft slaps reigning down on my upturned bottom, the rhythm soothing.

As the spanking continued the swats slowly began to increase in intensity until a warm sting began to fill my bottom.  Then your hand stopped slapping down and instead began to rub all over my bottom and down the backs of my thighs again.

The feel of your hand rubbing over the slightly hot skin was exquisite, I moaned softly in response and moved my legs a little further apart. You immediately took my invitation and sank two fingers deep into my hot, wet core.

Your fingers worked in and out of me as your thumb rubbed my clit in a circular motion.  Soon the only sound in the room was my moans and the wet slide of your fingers. Just as I was about to cum, you stopped and started spanking me again…harder than before…the slaps landing low on my ass and jolting my clit.

I began to lift my bottom as if to meet your hand as the spanks grew harder and harder until pain and pleasure began to blend perfectly together.  I came almost immediately when you stopped spanking me to drive two fingers back into my pulsing channel, clamping down on you with a soft scream of release.

“Good girl,” you told me working your fingers and thumb to tease out the orgasm to the fullest and then you were spanking me hard and fast.

Its weird the spanking was just as hard as a punishment spanking but somehow it was completely different. Instead of crying and trying to evade your hand I sought it out and was soon begging, “Harder…please…harder…,”

You had rearranged me on your lap so my clit hit your knee with every spank and I greedily began to hump in time to the rhythm you were playing. I came again when you spread me wide and spanked me right on my weeping quim.

Then you moved fast, lifting me off your lap and to my hands and knees. I spread my legs wide and pressed my chest to the mattress. “Please…,” I begged needing you to fill my emptiness.

Your cock pressed against my opening and I lunged backwards to impale myself,  you held me fast preventing it and laughed, “Greedy girl. Who’s in control here?”

I whimpered, “You are Sir.”

“That’s right. I am, let me take care of you baby,” you said grabbing a flaming hot ass cheek in each and spreading me wide as you sank slowly inside.

I groaned as the broad head of your cock stretched my tender tissues, loving the feel of you filling me up. We both moaned when you bottomed out and your balls pressed against my opening as your thighs slapped against my tender backside.

You rested against me for a moment pressing kisses into the small of my back, both of us enjoying the feeling of being so intimately joined. Then you began to withdraw, with almost excruciating slowness, wringing a protest from my lips.

My reward for complaint was a barrage of firing spanks as you slammed back inside of me hard and fast. The head of your cock battering against my cervix sent me into orbit once again but you weren’t finished.

You began to hammer in and out of me in a relentless rhythm, continuing to spank me off on and ordering me to rub my clit.  It was almost too much, the pleasure seemed never ending as I shot from orgasm to orgasm, each one more intense than the one before.

As the storm began to build once more I was suddenly afraid it was too much, “I can’t!” I whimpered softly.

You withdrew and flipped me over to my back spreading my thighs wide as you hooked my knees over your arms, “Yes you can, you will give me everything I ask for. Do you know why?”

I looked up into your intense brown eyes and shuddered as I answered, “Because it belongs to you.”

“Yes it belongs to me and I will have it all,” you said before pounding back inside me, the new angle giving you access to new areas you hit with every thrust.  Every inward stroke also rubbed my sore bottom against the bed heightening my pleasure until everything inside me tightened down impossibly and then my back bowed as I shattered into a million fragments with a scream of your name.

“Good girl,” you said against my neck as you followed me over the edge, shooting stream after stream of your hot seed inside me.

I moaned softly as I felt your cum bathe my inner walls, my muscles spasming around your cock in an effort to milk you dry.

Still deep inside my you lifted off me and smoothed my hair away from my face, looking down into my eyes. No words were necessary, we smiled at each other knowingly before you leaned down to kiss me.

Holding me close you rolled to your back bringing me with you, careful not to lose our intimate connection.  I pressed a gentle kiss to your chest before snuggling in and drifting to sleep with the feel of you deep inside me.

Loving me…owning me…body and soul.