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Vacation Arrest – an excerpt

Katherine had already learned that her young intern had an almost shocking sexual appetite that went far beyond what most college graduates could claim. Lindsay told stories about her numerous lovers and sexual escapades that would make even the horniest young man blush. And she had the kind of body that could turn a man’s head. Lindsay had a beautiful figure – a perfect 34-24-34, and her pert little “B” cup breasts were slightly cone-shaped and topped with thick brown nipples. Lindsay had a slim waist and long legs that fit her 5′ 6” form beautifully. She wore her long, black hair shoved straight back, and she had a clear complexion with just a sprinkling of freckles across her nose. That hair set off Lindsay’s eyes, which were a startling, bright blue.

Vacation Arrest: A Tale of Humiliation, Caning and Submission

Vacation Arrest: A Tale of Humiliation, Caning and Submission

What Katherine found most delightful about the young woman was that she seemed to be in a constant state of arousal. During the two days they had been in the car, sex was the dominant topic of their conversations. Even now, Lindsay had described her dream as delicious, and Katherine knew that once again, the girl was thinking about sex.

“It was a kinky dream,” Lindsay said. “Dark. Brooding. Kind of swirly, and I wasn’t sure where I was. But there was a man there; he was magnificent!”

“It was just a dream, Lindsay.”

“I think his name was Derek, or Dirk, or Dick – something like that.” Lindsay turned her seat. “He was big and bare-chested, wearing a black, leather jacket. No shirt, just the jacket, a pair of jeans and black boots.” Lindsay licked her lips. “He had a paddle in his right hand, and he gave me that come-hither wave with his left hand.”

Spell for Spanking – excerpt

Tasha pulled the car into the deep woods and pushed Isabel away. The redhead was hanging onto her sanity by a thread; she had to make it to the cabin! “Come

Spell for Spanking

on, Isabel. Get out of the car.”

The young shopkeeper flung open the passenger’s door of the Mustang and rolled out of the convertible onto the ground. “Help me,” she cried, stumbling in the gravel. “Please, Tasha.”

The redhead rolled her eyes at the drama of the witch and licked her full lips. She didn’t dare approach the Isabel. Not now. Not when they were so close to the cabin. Huge guardian oaks towered over the young women, and Isabel was beautiful in the dappled sunlight. She was a brunette with pale skin, full lips and bright blue eyes. A slim girl, Isabel was almost boyish in some ways, with small breasts and a narrow waist. But Isabel’s hips gave her away as all woman – full and wide, she was a big-bottomed girl, with an ass that begged to be spanked. Tasha licked her lips again, and imagined Isabel stripped of her simple frock, naked in the cool grass that surrounded the cabin.

“Damnit,” Tasha moaned. The full effect of the dark love potion was taking hold, and all the elf half-blood wanted was to have Isabel in her arms, skin to skin, a tangle of limbs and tongues. With an iron will, Tasha shook herself free of wicked thoughts and turned to the cabin. “Come on,” she said. “We’ve got to get inside.”

Isabel huffed, then stood and followed the redhead up the path to the ancient dwelling. Shuffling quickly, the young witch caught up with Tasha and threw her arms around the girl’s waist. “You’re overdressed,” she said simply, her voice low – a growl in her throat. Hooking her fingers in the bodice of Tasha’s sundress, Isabel ripped it from the redhead’s body.

Whirling, Tasha stood in the long grass that surrounded the cabin, clad only in her white, cotton panties and lacy bra. Her legs were spread wide, and Tasha’s breasts heaved as she snarled her fingers in Isabel’s hair and dragged the shopkeeper into an embrace. Their lips met, and Tasha’s mouth felt as though it was on fire with the fury of Isabel’s probing tongue. With one leg, the redhead tripped tripped Isabel, forcing the young witch backward until she fell. Tasha crashed to the ground with Isabel, their lips locked in a fiery kiss.

Tasha pressed her body hard against Isabel’s. One fist was snarled in the shopkeeper’s long, brunette locks, while the other massaged the witch’s flesh through her dress. Tasha felt the young woman tremble in her arms, and for a moment, Isabel’s entire body tensed. It was a prelude to an orgasm – a minor tremor that shook Isabel’s frame, and then left her rigid and wanting more.

Their kiss was almost a battle – a tangle of tongues and fierce desire. But Tasha was the aggressor, and she dominated the embrace. The elf half-blood had the control and leverage that she needed to decide when the kiss would end. The redhead was on top of Isabel, pinning the smaller girl to the ground. Suddenly, Tasha broke their fierce clench and sat up, straddling Isabel. Her panties were wet; the moisture from her pussy soaked through the thin material, and there was a corresponding wet spot on the front of Isabel’s dress. From her vantage point, Tasha was a green-eyed goddess looking down on the young witch. Her long red hair fell forward, shadowing the beauty of her creamy complexion.

“I’ve ruined your frock,” Tasha growled, noting the moisture on the fabric. “I don’t think you need it anymore.” She gripped the front of Isabel’s simple dress and ripped outward. The buttons on the front of the frock popped free one at a time, flying like angry insects around Tasha’s head. Beneath her clothing, Isabel wore a simple white bra that fastened at the back. Tasha flashed a wicked smile and bent forward. Burying her head between Isabel’s small breasts, she gripped the center of the bra between her teeth and snapped her head back. Under normal circumstances, the material might have held against the onslaught. But not this time – not when the power of the dark love potion fueled Tasha’s lust. The snaps that held the bra in place gave away easily, and Isabel groaned loudly as her breasts were freed.

Spanked for Spice – Available Now!

naked woman in a bikini on a white backgroundSpanked for Spice – When Vivian steals the most valuable spice in the world, she’s offered a choice by the  shopkeeper – jail or a sound spanking. But when Vivian’s wife finds out about the theft, only a caning will make things right. WARNING: Contains mature adult themes, BDSM, spanking, caning, and explicit situations. STRICTLY for adults ONLY. All sexual acts depicted are consensual and between adults aged 21 years and over.

Janet lifted her hand to interrupt Laura. “Let’s take this inside the spice shop, Laura. I think you’ll want to hear more.”

Vivian hung her head. Luciana knew what had happened! Janet had told her wife that not only was she in the mall, but that Vivian had stolen from one of the merchants. Vivian trembled noticeably, but shuffled forward as the other two women entered the spice shop.

“Lock the door, Laura.”

“But my customers?”

“It won’t be for too long, ma’am.” Janet’s manner was easy and authoritative – exactly the qualities that made her a good head of security. “I think you’ll agree with what’s going to happen, especially since you still have this.” Janet slipped the bag of saffron out of her pocket and put it on the counter.

Laura’s pretty, green eyes narrowed for a moment, and then she nodded. She locked the door, and then turned around to face Vivian.

Janet walked slowly around her friend. She was silent and took measured steps. Vivian turned her head to follow the security officer. “Really, Janet. Please.” Vivian trembled. She couldn’t think of anything else to say, and Janet’s slow steps terrified her.

After circling Vivian, Janet stopped in front of her friend. She met Vivian’s eyes and spoke slowly: “Lucy thinks that you need a good spanking.”

The silence that followed was deafening. Laura’s eyes widened. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Vivian reeled as though she had already been struck. She, too, was silent, though her tears fell freely.

It was Laura who finally broke the silence. “A spanking?” The shopkeeper was shocked. She expected Luciana to offer to pay for the spices that her wife had tried to steal – anything to keep Vivian out of jail for the holidays. But the idea of a spanking had never crossed Laura’s mind. She knew nothing of the young woman in front of her, and had no idea about Luciana’s belief in discipline.

“Vivian is a bad girl, Laura.” The security officer narrowed her eyes. She wasn’t surprised by Luciana’s decision. Janet hadn’t expected it, but the concept was sound and fit in with Luciana’s lifestyle. “Her wife, Lucy, said that Vivian is to be spanked as a bad girl.” Janet licked her lips. “That is, Laura, if you agree to drop any charges after full punishment has been administered.”

The shopkeeper was stunned. She looked back and forth from Vivian to Janet. The young woman kept her head down; Janet stared hard at her friend. For a long time, Laura held her tongue. She had no real desire to send Vivian to jail, but neither could she let the young woman get away with her crime. She had to be punished. She had to know and remember that stealing was wrong. But a spanking, she thought. A grown woman spanked! Laura considered the idea. Vivian trembled in front of her. Her eyes were down, and she was crying. Gradually, Laura warmed to the idea. A woman – a full grown woman – spanked as though she was a little girl. A wicked smile quirked Laura’s lips.

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Naughty Girl Service – #SatSpanks #ASMSG #Nov

Naughty Girl Service

Naughty Girl Service

Blake has an obsession with beautiful butts, especially the idea of seeing one woman spank another woman. But when he hires Aisha and Tanya to come to his home and spank one another’s bottom cheeks while he watches, the beautiful young women turn the tables on Blake, when he refuses to tip them for their spanking services. Find out what happens these lovely ladies are scorned!

For their scene, Tanya and Aisha play student and teacher. As the schoolgirl, Tanya has already received a spanking. Now, it’s Miss Fesse’s turn, played by Aihsa.

Naughty Girl Service – excerpt

“All right, Miss Fesse.” Tanya slapped the ruler against one palm. “You’re spanking is almost finished.” The redhead ran her fingers through her tangled locks. “But I want to be sure that you know what a spanking feels like.” Tanya thwacked her palm again. “That way, you will never spank me again!”

Blake’s eyes widened when he saw the ruler in Tanya’s hands. Throughout the scene, he’d been speechless. And even now, his tongue felt strange and thick in his mouth. “Um, er.” He couldn’t get any words out. Instead, he tightened his grip on Aisha’s wrists and watched as Tanya raised the ruler over her head.

“You’ve been very naughty, Miss Fesse.”

Read more about Blake’s misadventures when he hires two young women to come to his and spank each other. At first, the scene between Tanya and Aisha goes smoothly. But when Blake refuses to tip the young women, the tone of the scene entirely shifts.

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Spanking Detective – an excerpt

Alice Dark and Spanking Detective: The Case of the Killer Heels

Spanking Detective: The Case of the Killer Heels

Diana Street is a no nonsense private detective who spanks her way through a high profile murder case, while making love to the women she meets along the way. Wayward females learn that Diana has little patience with those who break the rules; and men in need of an “attitude adjustment,” fall into step when Diana snaps her fingers. Along the way, Diana solves a murder and delivers sweet spankings to everyone who needs them.

In this scene, Diana has been hired by Lauren to gather proof of her husband’s dalliances. She parks her car across the street from the house and waits for the action to begin.

Spanking Detective: The Case of the Killer Heels – excerpt

Wheeling my car into the Lauren’s neighborhood, I set up camp across from the house. My car’s an older model, and I wouldn’t be able to stay in the area for too long without attracting attention. But if the rich prick was only going to be home for another hour or so, I figured I’d be okay. My plan was to watch the house until Daniel left, then tail him for the next couple of days.

It didn’t take long for me to catch him doing shit that most married men only dream about.

I had a good view of the house, and the expansive lawns in the neighborhood gave the illusion of privacy. That’s probably why the drapes were pulled back. I was sure that Daniel didn’t think anyone could see him. But I could.

My car had been parked in the street for less than 30 minutes when I saw a good old fashioned switching. Pay dirt the first day, and the kind of show that I might have paid money to see.

The Lauren’s had a maid, a sweet young Asian girl that couldn’t have been much over 20 years old. She had a curtain of black hair and was dressed in one of those silly French maid outfits. I didn’t catch the reason why that prick Lauren was switching that slender Asian chick, but I saw the results.

Shoving her roughly against a small table, Daniel lifted her skirt and snatched her French lace panties to her knees. Bare-assed, the Asian girl’s body nearly filled my screen, and I could see that she wasn’t fighting too hard to get away. I backed off the zoom so that I could catch all the action, and I saw Daniel raise the switch high above his shoulder. He was right-handed and used his left arm to keep the girl pinned to the table. The switch descended quickly, and I imagined that I could hear the evil hiss as the first sting of the switch landed across the center of her pert little buns.

The Asian girl threw her head back at this first strike, and I found myself wishing that I had invested in a sonic ear so that I could hear her howling in pain. He laid on another stroke, and then another. Each separate strike left a nasty weal that would leave marks on the Asian chick’s ass for a long time. And with every impact, the girl howled silently and wriggled in his grasp. She kicked up her feet and shook that mane of long, black hair.

I was getting hot watching this switching, and I couldn’t hear a damn thing!

The switch rose and fell again and again, and after he laid on 15 harsh strokes, Daniel let the girl go. She spun where she stood, but didn’t run away. Instead, tears streamed down her cheeks, and she rubbed her ass furiously, as though trying to scrub away the pain.

As Daniel stood above this lovely Asian girl, shaking his finger in her face, I realized that my own hand had found its way to my crotch. My pussy ached for attention inside my black jeans, and I wanted nothing more than to rub hard at my crotch until I came right there in my car. I pressed four fingers against my pubic mound playing back the switching scene in my mind over and over.

Orgasm eluded me.

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