Earl entered the library yesterday to find the lovely Sandra reading one of my creations which tells the story of erotic spanking in a fictional household. Sound familiar?
This in itself was not a misdemeanour but the sight of her fingers creeping inside her knickers showed that she was clearly somewhat aroused by the text.
Earl watched for a while from the doorway and here is his account of what happened next.
Part one of a three-part lesbian office spanking series.
Getting spanked by her boss Michelle was not high on Lucilia’s ‘to do’ list when she arrived at work. Now it’s at the top.
In the second storiy Lucilia attends a BDSM party in the company of a mysterious man. The story of this night is featured in The Mistress’s Pet Show out now. Don’t worry dear reader, I am not going to leave you wondering what happens if you do not buy the ebook. All the stories are standalone and complete pieces of erotica.
Three new galleries featuring hotwives spanked. Subscribe (it’s free) to see the full galleries and read the women’s stories as they are spanked, whipped and caned.
Natasha is whipped and fucked in this short story. Illustrated with sexy photos from Natasha’s visit to Hardend House.
“Are you going to ride me?” Natasha asks as she assumes the position.
Cecily knew that attendance at the dance school would be tough. Her dedication to the bar was complete. Unfortunately, it was the one down the road with the wild music and horny men, not the one in the studio.
The first thwack lands and he marvels at the way her buttocks respond. A ripple of flesh speeds out from where the strap touches her. It is like dropping a stone into a pool of oil. She does not flinch or cry out. She knows the rules just as he does. He brings his arm back and the strop whispers through the air again, landing harder this time.
Alas, dear Amber has tootled off to do some errands in the real world. Promising to return soon she has sent her dear friend Megan along to fulfil her role whilst she is away.
Amber has assured me that girl will bend over backwards to please but so far all she has done is flounce around the office chewing the end of her pen. Nor can she take dictation or transpose anything I say into a well-typed letter. The time has come to act.