Discipline With a Toy

Without pause, Ada flipped the girl onto her stomach. "I warned you about issuing the commands." Ada swatted the girl's creamy white behind. "You are to submit, you are to accept, you are to surrender." Ada spanked the girl’s ass again. "You are to do only as Valian requests...nothing more."

Ada grabbed the remaining item from the satin bag. Pulling out a steel butt plug, she rubbed the ruby that decorated the base with the tip of her finger. Smaller diamonds circled the ruby, making it sparkle in the soft light of the trailer. She loved the intricate workmanship of this toy above all. Using the blonde's wetness from her pussy, Ada lubricated the girl’s tight hole with her finger. In and out, slowly, Ada stretched the girl’s anus, so she would be able to accept the last of the jewelry. Valian would be pleased with the jeweled items chosen, as well as the frenzied state his victim was in.

"I want you to relax," Ada ordered as she placed a soft kiss to the reddened ass of the blonde.

Once Ada could feel the girl's puckered hole loosen, she pressed the steel plug past the tight ring of her ass. The blonde moaned and bucked against the mattress. Ada rolled her over onto her back and took a moment to admire the jeweled beauty before her.

Ada bent down and pressed her lips to the blondes' mouth one last time. "Very good. You did very good. Valian will be pleased."

To Be Continued...

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Silent Discipline

Coley released her grip around Vance’s neck. “You can’t spank me here.” She smiled playfully, but was secretly worried he may choose to do so, regardless if his parents could hear.

Vance crossed his arms across his chest and lifted an eyebrow as he glared. “I could, and would. But I have something else in mind.” He placed a soft kiss to Coley’s furrowed forehead. “Go into the bathroom. Get undressed and get your bottom hole ready for me to punish.”

Coley’s jaw dropped in shock. “What? You want me to…you’re going to…what?”

“You heard me, Coley. Go do as I asked.”

Coley walked to the attached bathroom in shock. Did he just order her to get her anus ready? What does that even mean? She had a pretty good idea, but was stunned by the command. The mixture of gin, confusion, fear and excitement, made her head spin. Lust, desire and yearning began to fill her body. His kinky request, released a sexual curiosity deep within her core.

She walked back into the bedroom after doing what Vance asked. “Vance…I uh…” She saw a plastic bag lying on the bed. “I’m confused.”

“Lay down on your stomach.”

Coley did so without hesitation. There was something about Vance’s tone and his demeanor that made her not want to push. He was authoritative, no nonsense, and yet more sensual than she had ever seen him.

“You purposely tried to get in trouble today, thinking there was nothing I could do about it.” Vance made his way to the bed and grabbed the plastic bag as he sat down.

Coley nodded her head as she swallowed the lump forming in the back of her throat. The anticipation of what was to come was almost too much to bear. Arousal began to pool between her legs. She knew she was in trouble. She knew her little plan had backfired, but she couldn’t help but feel sexual desire pulsing through every vein in her body.

“I’m not going to spank you because of the noise. But I am going to show you how I’ll discipline you in the future when silence is needed.”

To Be Continued...
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And Proud Of It

I got a review on Deep In The Heat of Texas that called it "Vulgar". My response...damn straight. :)

Would I Like To Be Spanked?

Never would she let a man spank her. Never would she let a man be in control. No way would she allow that. Sophia stopped and just stared. Or would she? Why did the idea of having Deacon taking control give her tingles? Why did the idea of having Deacon spank her send quivers to her pussy? Why did the idea of Deacon being her man sound so tempting?

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A Fantasy

 This is me getting ready for some coffee and writing....

Okay, not really. But it should be! *giggles*

Oh, How I Want

 

 I want to lightly lick your lips, taking in your breath

 I want to kiss you and take in your smell

 I want to press my breasts to your chest and feel your heartbeat

 I want to nip at your neck and lightly suck 

 Marking you as mine

 

 I want to feel your hard cock pressing against your pants

 I want to unzip your pants, releasing them from the confines

 I want to reach my hand around your length and gently move my hand up and down

 Tightening my grip with each move

 I want to lower my mouth to your balls and lightly lick ... never releasing your cock in my hand

 My licking grows more frenzied ... I lick each part of you, all of you

 My hand goes up and down, faster, harder

 My tongue on your balls licks harder, faster

 I continue to pump your cock until you scream out my name

 I want to grab your cock as it is ready to explode and place it on my breasts

 Allowing your pleasure to coat my nude nipples ... marking me as yours!

 

Naughty Whispers

I need love. I need passion. I need you.

I want you to pick me up, lay me on my back, and push your hardness deep inside of me.

I want to feel you kiss me deeply. I want to feel your cock slide out, only to drive hard once again.

Your moans mixed with mine.

Pull my legs to your shoulders so I can feel your full penetration. Pulling all the way out and slamming back in. With each driving thrust we stare into each others eyes, connecting as one.

As you press deep I dig my fingers into your back, pulling you closer, begging for more, begging for you to fuck me hard...

I meet each of your thrusts with my hips. Driving you deeper. I bite your neck, I nibble...I mark you so everyone knows you are mine!

I arch my back, I dig my hands into the sheets. I feel the orgasm taking over. My gasps become moans, my moans a soft plea to make me come.

I feel you release inside of me. I feel the heat fill me completely. I wrap my arms around your neck and lightly press my lips to yours.

I need love. I need passion. I need you.

I'd Rather Be Spanked

I have always wanted to be an author since I can remember. As a child, I use to make my own books with construction paper. I thought that if I ever was lucky enough to have a book published I would have succeeded in my dream...and I did. I did get my writing published. I am an author. My dream has come true. But there are days that being an author has its downside.

Bad reviews, negative emails. Do I need to say more.? They STING. I know it comes with the territory. I know I should have thick skin. I know I shouldn't let it get to me. But I can't help it at times. I guess it's hard, because I'm not a negative person. I wouldn't dare say or do something that would hurt someones feelings. If I didn't like a book, I would leave it at that...I didn't like it. If I loved a book, I would want to share that information with others. So why do people feel the need to give bad reviews? Is it their duty to hurt the author? Is it their duty to attack someones art?

I understand book reviewers. Those who do it for a living. The author/publisher has asked for an honest review. It is their job to do so. But why do people feel the need to spread negativity if they don't have to? What ever happened to the saying, "If you don't have something nice to say..."?

Yes, this is my author rant. Don't get me wrong, I love the fact that my books are actually getting read. I can't believe I am lucky enough to have that. But sometimes...I would rather be SPANKED than have a negative comment sent my way. :) *giggles*