Today the lovely Ravenna Tate stops by my blog to talk about Spanked Into Submission.
SPANKED INTO SUBMISSION
The Spanking Experiments 2
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BLURB
Macie Brooks has entertained
fantasies of being spanked all her adult life. But until she decided to answer
an ad on a BDSM site, seeking participants for a survey on impact play, she had
given up hope of fulfilling those fantasies in real life. Intimate
relationships haven’t worked out for Macie. She’s been told she’s a freak
because of her secret needs. And, because of her poor body image, she doesn’t
believe herself desirable.
Dakar Garcia, the Dom at
Sensations who introduces her to impact play during one erotic night at the
club, is everything she’s ever dreamed of. Handsome, charming, and in control.
Dakar has been searching for the woman of his dreams, but without much luck. Is
it possible he’s found the perfect submissive, and the perfect lover, in Macie?
“Do you know what this is?”
“A spanking glove, Sir?”
“Yes. It’ll protect my hand
from getting sore, but will still give your luscious round ass a nice burn.”
After he moves the toys on his left to his right, he spreads his legs apart
slightly and pats his left thigh. “Drape your lower torso over my thigh, facing
me at an angle.”
I don’t quite picture what
he means until I lie over his thigh and he moves me further to the left a bit,
so that I’m almost lying next to him. His right leg pins both of mine across
the backs, and he drapes his left forearm across my middle back. I’m trapped
against his hard, muscled body. My pussy is soaked now, and tiny contractions
flutter the walls once again. Underneath my lower abdomen, his muscled thigh
presses against me.
“Are you comfortable?” That
voice! It washes over me, deep and sexy, until I would do anything to
hear it.
“Very, Sir.” Speaking is
difficult.
“This will hurt, Macie.”
The first swats are
delivered on one side, then the other, in rapid-fire succession. I yell and try
to get away, but he has me held too tightly. Now I understand why he put on the
glove. By the third swat on each cheek, tears stream down my face and I expect
to smell the smoke from the fire on my ass.
At the same time, it’s so
damn arousing that I’m having a tiny orgasm. I never would have believed such a
thing was possible, except that each swat pushes my clit into his thigh. When
he reaches six on each side, my yells have turned to moans, and the
contractions inside my pussy are still going.
The combination of pain and
pleasure is like a drug. I want more. If this happens from a simple spanking,
what will those floggers and paddles do to me? My mind fills with erotic images
as he delivers the last three smacks on each side. I picture him fucking me,
his cock in every hole, and my ass raw from those toys he chose.
When it’s over, I simply lie
there, letting my imagination run wild. Maybe if I don’t move, he’ll keep
going?
“What have we here?” His
voice breaks through my fog, and I gasp as fingertips brush my labia. “You are
soaking wet, Macie.” He says it like he’s surprised. Good lord. Has the man
ever looked into a mirror?
“Yes, Sir, I sure am.”
A soft chuckle accompanies
him slipping a finger into my wetness. I moan loudly as he massages that
perfect spot inside. “Very nice.” He removes his finger and slides two inside.
While he moves them in and out, he rubs my clit with his thumb, and I turn to
jelly.
Now I’m moaning and writhing
against his touch as an intense orgasm begins to build. Not shy any longer
about the silly skirt, I’m glad it’s open in the back. If this is the reward
for letting him spank me until I cry, bring on that chainmail flogger and
leather paddle!
Thank you!! <3
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