Welcome to another Saturday Spankings, I'm thrilled you stopped by for a swift few!
This week a snippet from THAT FILTHY BOOK which has had a makeover and is now, for the first time, available on Kindle Unlimited.
ABOUT
Many years ago, that filthy book imprinted itself in my erotic subconscious. Now it’s reared its head and is about to drag me along for the dirtiest ride of my life.
Out of sight, out of mind. Or so I thought. But it turns out an old, dog-eared book with contents so filthy and so depraved that I’d been forced to hide it after reading, has sunk deeper into my erotic subconscious than I’d ever imagined. Luckily, though, Jacob is up for exploring the new side of me that has risen to the surface after all these years. In a whirlwind of wanton adventures that pushes us to the limits of our sexuality, we begin to rediscover what it once was that had us screaming with pleasure and how to accept that nothing will ever be the same between us again.
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“I’m going to fill your arse then spank you,” Jacob said into my ear, his hot breath instantly turning damp and cool. “Spank you, whip you, make you wish you weren’t such a fucking prick tease.”
I whimpered and hung my head low, the tendons in my neck stretched, my arsehole widened around the ever-increasing tapered length of the plug. He kept on pushing, on and on, paying no regard to my tightness until finally it popped into me, leaving just the wide arms poking at the underside of my buttocks.
“That’s it,” he said, almost soothingly. “That’s you full.”
Full!
Full was hardly the word. Stuffed, penetrated, out of control. They were the words that sprang to mind.
I’d become aware as I accommodated the plug that I was standing completely on my toes, like a ballerina. I glanced down through the flickering light. My toenails had sunk into the ground. Dried leaves and jagged ends of twigs poked at the pale skin on the top of my feet and around my ankles. It was a sandpit of nature, the wood’s own carpet, claiming me, becoming part of me. I was becoming part of it.
Arching my head up to the sky, I stared at the stark winter treetops. The moon had come out to play, too. Its shimmering light fractured through branches as it gazed down at our naughty game.
“Argh!” I couldn’t help my shocked scream, and my whole body tensed. The wild, searing pain whipping over my buttocks was agony—distressed, frantic agony.
“Shh,” Jacob whispered and ran the barkless branch over my tortured skin. “You’ll earn more strikes if you cry out.”
I sank my teeth into my bottom lip and willed my arse to release around its invasion. The involuntary clenching of my cheeks as he’d struck me had created a spasm around the plug, shoving it into the membrane separating my vagina and rectum. The sensation was both exquisite and tormenting. The more I clenched, the sweeter the internal pain.
“Brace,” he muttered.
Brace! That was the problem.
Another stinging slap connected. Its thin, mean line created a cross-section of burnt flesh over both my buttocks.
“Oh, yes,” he said, running his cool palm over my arse. “It’s raised and swollen already.”
I didn’t doubt if for a second.
“It’s a hot mark on cold flesh,” he said. “A sweet line of possession.”
No sooner had the pain retreated than another swinging slap rained down on my vulnerable skin. Owning me, blasting through me, releasing a huge shot of adrenaline into my system.
“Oh God, Jacob,” I murmured.
“I didn’t say you could speak. Take it,” he said hotly. “Take it where you need it most.”
Wow! That is intense. I was even more surprised to discover they were outside in the winter. I can't say I envy the lady, but the scene was sexually vivid and riveting. Well done!
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