A Little Spanking Perhaps? BDSM? Hog Tying?

Now now, what’s wrong with the thought? Any of you who know me know I love my kink including spankings, D/s and BDSM. I have two pieces that incorporate from the fun side to the heavier and much kinkier side and thought you might like a taste of both. BDSM is all the rage and I’ve been writing mine for quiet a while What I can tell you is that mine isn’t for the typical. My stories aren’t about furry handcuffs and a little silk. No, these will take you to the extreme and while one piece is heterosexual, the other is m/m/m and very gritty and in your face.

I’m still participating in the Naughty Nights Press birthday celebration and you have to visit me all three days to get a little prize – a book of your choice and comment and you should visit all the other sexy folks too. Tell me your kinkiest adventure for a chance to win a prize.

Take a taste and enjoy and yes, this is a real game many play.

SPANKDOWN

Want to play a game?

BLURB

Victoria Miller is a professor at one of the most prestigious schools in the country. She’s also the creator of several adult blogs about spanking and BDSM. Craving a man that can understand her kinky needs, she settles for enjoying her passion through her writings, but she admires one hot college student, Drake Myers. The God like blond fuels her every night fantasies, but he is completely untouchable. Or so she believes.

Stumbling upon her blogs by accident, Drake decides to turn up the heat between them. He adores the voluptuous red-headed vixen and enlists the help of a college buddy, developing a kinky plan to have her take a tumble with him in bed and perhaps more. As he begins sending her secret poems, indulging in her need to be dominated, he is unable to resist her and one day they enter into a wicked tryst smack in the middle of her office. The game still yet to be played out, he threatens to expose her secret. And just as he decides to stop his nefarious rouse, she turns the tables.

EXCERPT

Pouring a hefty amount of cabernet, she took a large sip, savoring the berry flavor before flipping on her computer. Her kitchen became her haven at night and the sultry location she wrote her series of blogs. The small monthly dollars she received as a featured writer on several kinky publications afforded all her naughty toys. Sauntering into her bedroom, it was time to get comfy for her sinful adventure.

As Victoria changed into a sexy little dress, she purred, gazing at her reflection. She always slipped into something a bit wicked to do her blogs. As she grabbed her wine and headed for the computer, she was feeling particularly frisky. Perhaps she would actually engage with some of her more naughty commenters.

The beauty of having her Mac was having so many windows open allowing her to flip back and forth between them, catching all the hot action. The shameless thought brought a chuckle bubbling past her lips.

Finishing her wine at the same time she finished her last blog of the night, she flipped to her favorite, Her Secret Desires and snooped. There were already fifteen comments. “Slow night.” Victoria read down the group, responding to each and as her eyes gazed on the last one, she had to read the words several times to understand that she had more than just a player on her hand. “Well Mr. Frisky, this might just be fun to play with you.” Fun? The guy might be the impetuous to dragging out her sex toy during a chat. “Let me see, what will I type back to you?” Sliding her finger down to the swell of her breasts, she giggled.

I’m glad you enjoyed. Tell me, do you enjoy spanking or just watching?

“Let’s see what you come up with big boy.” As Victoria hit send, she took a sip of her wine and flipped to another blog, answering several posts. Barely five minutes later curiosity got the better of her and she clicked up the blog. Resisting a squeal, she licked her lips and as her nipples jutted against the tight cotton dress, honey trickled into her already moist thong. Wiggling in her chair, the blatant offering was entirely too tasty. As she read the words out loud, she reached for her vibrator. “I enjoy disciplining a voluptuous woman until she’s ready to succumb to my need and every wicked desire. Is that what you’d like?”

Swallowing hard, Victoria fingered the keyboard, unsure of what to say. On shaky legs, she walked to the counter and grabbed the wine bottle, refilling her glass. As she headed back toward her desk, she shook her head and licked the rim of the glass. The memories of one nut case she’d have to call a stalker remained fresh in her mind. While she originally thought the guy was harmless, his insistence on meeting her forced not only a change in behavior, but also a shut down of two of her most popular blogs. Dare she take another chance? Victoria knew she had enough securities on her account that no one could find her so there was no real harm in teasing the mystery man, right? If nothing else could get all wet and horny and then play with her delicious toys.

The decision made, slid back into the chair typed in her reply. I do if the man can handle my needs and if he’s very creative. Pursing her lips, she lifted the thick passion purple vibrator, turning on the control to ‘High’. “Mmm…” It’s been too long since I pleasured myself. Feeling like a kid in a candy store, she placed the toy onto the desk only long enough so yank her dress past her thighs and tug the material down from her shoulders exposing her breasts. Wrapping her fingers around the thick shaft, she tilted her head back, closing her eyes and brushed the pulsing tip back and forth across first one and then the second nipple. “Oh…yes…” Repeating the sensuous move, she clenched her cunt in anticipation.

The slight blip dragged her out of her reverie. Eyeing the screen, she nibbled her lip seeing his answer, every cell in her body on fire. “My, oh my!”

Not only am I man enough to take you over my knee and give you what you deserve

     But I’m willing to fulfill your every fantasy

     When you leave my home you’ll be well spanked, freshly fucked and…

     You’ll belong to me

“Mmm…” How to toy with him was the question. Write me a poem telling me exactly how you’d handle my discipline and send it to my inbox. Hitting send, she figured the guy was either a big talker, an asshole or knew exactly what she craved and at the least her request would keep him busy. At the moment, Victoria needed to cum. Sliding the vibrator down from her breasts, she toyed with the tip, easing it back and forth across the flat of her belly as she leaned back in the chair and lifted her legs. Opening them wide, she curled her calves around the arms of the chair and licked her lips. Being splayed open was shameless and made her feel like a very bad girl and one that deserved brutal punishment.

As she eyed the glowing screen, the interactive photos of every ultimate form of spanking pulsed in a slide show, fueling her hunger. Victoria locked her gaze on the erotic feast for the soul as she inched the toy down to her clit, brushing it back and forth across her tender skin. “Who are you mystery man that might drag me out my doldrums?” Her breath a husky whisper, her blood pressure rose, forcing a scattering of perspiration trickling down her cheek. She slipped her hand over her breast, squeezing and flicking a single finger back and forth across her nipple until it became rock hard.

Victoria moaned and pressed the vibrator up and down the length of her cunt, relishing in the instant sensations that flooded her system, sending a shimmer of sparkling light across her visions. Blinking hard, she moved to her other breast, pinching and twisting her nipple until she cried out from the intensity of the pain. While she loved the incredible feel of the hard cock teasing, she was far to famished to wait.

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Purr – and now for a taste of one that’s much more into the lifestyle including whipping and figging so not for the faint of heart again…

FORCED FANTASIES

SYNOPSIS

Devlin Carter yearned to find a new life including a career that allowed him more freedom to be the man he’d buried inside. Longing for a partner to share his dark cravings of being owned and collared, he fought his personal demons wearing a conservative mask but something had to give. Stumbling onto Dark Obsession, an Internet Fetish Community that catered to every kinky need, he was intrigued. Invited to a very posh and private party hosted by the owner of the site, Devlin was concerned co-workers would find out about his exotic hungers and he’d lose his job.

Granger Williams, Staff Master to all that knew him, savored owning the extensive Internet site with his partner and lover, Tanner Simpson. Enjoying all flavors of BDSM, they shared a life together but they both held a horrible secret and one Granger refused to talk about. For some reason Granger couldn’t keep his mind off of the very sexy Devlin and against his better judgment invited the newbie to the highly sought after event. After all, Tanner wanted him to find a new partner before it was too late. Unfortunately fate had other ideas. Torn apart, could the two souls forgive and learn to deal with the unfolding tragedy?

EXCERPT

Grinning, Devlin Carter allowed a single primal howl to escape past his lips as he gazed down at his laptop before lighting the incense burner. Inhaling deeply, he savored the scent of jasmine and licked his lips. The sensuous fragrance dragged the bad boy out of him instantly and tonight he felt truly wicked indeed. As he moved into the bedroom, he yanked off his tie and pitched the Armani silk onto the bed. It was past time to get rid of the monkey suit. Gliding the flat of his hands down his crisp white shirt, he chuckled darkly and pressed on the light switch. It had been a bitch of a week and he was ready for more than just a bit of r & r. Carnal passion was on the menu in one way or another. The vivid image of being taken savagely played across his field of vision forcing his cock to twitch. A little playtime is in order.

Dear God he was hungry and the fantasies keeping him awake and horny night after night were growing old. In truth he was ready to get fucked hard and fast in the ass like a good little boy should be. Unbuttoning his shirt, Devlin shook his head as the lascivious visions continued. As he moved into the bathroom to discard his clothes, he couldn’t help but think of the term roped and ready. Hogtied and cockled was the only way he could be sated. Sighing, Devlin stopped in front of the bathroom mirror and gazed at his reflection, or as he liked to call it his suffocating mask. He pressed the tip of his finger into the mirror and hissed. How many desires floated through his mind?

Ripping the rubber band out of his hair, his long midnight locks fell past his shoulders. Swishing them back and forth, he was finally free of his weekly confines. Granted, his boss was at least cool enough to allow him to wear his hair long if it was tied. In truth, Susan called Devlin her little rebel and wanted a night or five with him. Chuckling, he thought about indulging the buxom blond at some point. The shameless thought was enough to force his thirst into overdrive. As he dragged the perfunctory crisp tailored shirt off his shoulders, pitching the material into the bathroom hamper, he kicked off his penny loafers and unfastened his pants. On Friday’s he couldn’t jerk his business clothes off fast enough. The overpriced pieces of clothing had nothing to do with the man hiding behind the conservative persona. He hungered for a new job and a life that allowed him to relish his almost desperate needs but up to this point he had no clue what to do. How could he advertise, 1-800-sex-slave?

Nearly ripping his linen pants, he merely kicked them to the side and preened in front of the mirror. The one bit of naughtiness that he allowed himself as he entered into the stuffy world of droll accountants was to go commando and tonight his cock hungered with an almost desperate need.

Devlin pursed his lips and wrapped his hand around his shaft, savoring the feeling of his throbbing muscle. While Devlin hadn’t had a lover in almost a year and even then the moment had left him barely satisfied, his entire body was alive and on fire with need and his bordered on overtly kinky. At least the recent find of a tempting Dominatrix was giving him some relief but their relationship wasn’t about sex. It was simply about her control. He shivered thinking of their last session and he bore the whip marks as a reminder of his failed attempts at pleasing her. Shuddering, he squeezed his balls in an almost savage manner just as Mistress Clarice enjoyed doing.

During her relentless sessions pain and pleasure were mixed together in a brutal dichotomy that left him exhausted for days and craving so much more. Twisting the tender flesh, he thought about her last words. You’re not ready for more intensives sessions yet. I’ll be the one to tell you when we’ll move to the next level, boy. When you become the man I know you can be and my personal then perhaps you’ll learn exactly how to pleasure me. Sucking in his breath, Devlin thought about their growing relationship. He preferred having a male own him completely in life and in love but trepidation about making the wrong choice and information about his rather sinful lifestyle would filter back to Sandi’s boss kept him from seriously looking. If found in a compromising position, ultimately his behavior, no matter how private it was supposed to be would be cause for his termination. After all, his company was performing work for the office of the Governor and his stance remained against all liberal activities. Scandal was not an option.

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Kisses   xxx 

Cassandre

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