Welcome to Saturday Spankings, this week a few from TAKING CHARGE which is new to Kindle Unlimited.
ABOUT
Despite her success in the world of politics, Sheena Nichols has grown tired of spending her nights alone, and when her need for a man to take charge in the bedroom becomes too intense to ignore she seeks out a professional. But she gets much more than she bargained for...
While mastering Sheena properly is a challenge Julian Roath is more than happy to accept, he has no need for her money. When he claims her, it is purely for the pleasure of seeing her blush as she's made to kneel naked at his feet, hearing her beg as her bare bottom is soundly spanked, and feeling her writhe in ecstasy as he enjoys her body in any way he pleases.
Before she knows it, Sheena finds the strict control she's always maintained over her life slipping away as Julian shows her what it means to be thoroughly dominated. But is she truly prepared to surrender herself completely to a man who will not hesitate to take what he wants?
SNIPPET
“You stepped out of line,” he said. “When we woke up. You hadn’t had permission to touch my cock.” For emphasis he put his hand down his sweats and adjusted his erection.
“I’m sorry, Sir. I didn’t know that rule.” She was staring at the domed head of the wand.
“You won’t forget it now.”
“What’s that, Sir?” she asked. “That you’re holding.”
“Something you’ll rather enjoy. To start with at least.” He stood at her side and flicked it on. The low hum told him it was vibrating. He touched it to each of her nipples in turn.
“Oh!” she said, her eyes widening. “That’s...”
“Pleasant?”
“Yes.”
“Spread your legs.” He ran the smooth end of the wand around her breasts in a figure eight then trailed it down the front clasps of the corset. When he reached her mound he paused and pressed his free hand into the small of her back. She’d likely writhe soon and he’d need to keep her still.
He dropped the wand lower, to the area just above her clit.
Sure enough, as he pressed it over the upper section of her pussy her breaths quickened. “You may come,” he said. “Whenever you need to.”
“Sir?” She sounded surprised.
“Come, when you want, as often as you want.” He pressed harder, knowing how wicked the wand was and how quickly it could bring about an orgasm.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, tipping her head and her hair dropping a little toward her shoulders. “That’s... so...”
“Yes, it’s powerful.” He kept the wand firmly in place, then ran his hand down the column of her spine and delivered a firm spank. “Ow!” She bucked forward onto the wand, then tried to jerk backward. But he kept her in place with his palm pressed in the hollow of her back. She had no escape from the wand.
“I’m going to...” she gasped. “Oh... oh...”
“Yes. Come.” He released her, momentarily, and brought his hand down on her opposite cheek.
She came as he spanked her again. Bucking and shaking, pressing back to escape the insistent wand and springing forward to escape his hand.
But he didn’t move either. He kept the wand right where it was, knowing it would still be stimulating her pulsing clitoris, and in between steadying her, he rained hard spanks down onto her ass.
“Oh, fuck... oh...” she groaned, twisting her head this way and that.
“Come again,” he said, inspecting the delicious rosy apple shade her ass was turning. “We’ve only just begun.”
