Monday, 26 July 2021
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Friday, 23 July 2021
Thursday, 22 July 2021
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Saturday, 17 July 2021
Welcome to Saturday Spankings. Here's a few from THE BAD GUY plus I've given you the option to download 6 FREE SAMPLE CHAPTERS to whet your appetite for this dark, mistaken identity romance.
Filthy rich, seductively charming and absurdly handsome.
I fell in love with a virtual stranger, the sweet talk and the fast cars, so when he invited me to Dubai, how could I refuse?
But he was nothing like he seemed.
Our twisted affair an illusion.
He filled my head with fantasy,
Then turned my whole world upside down.
Can I do the right thing, or will the bad guy win?
He led her the short distance to playroom six. Marius had checked out every room in the Dubai club, and this was by far his favorite. He was thrilled Peter had kept it available for them.
Pushing the black door open, Marius gestured for Jenny to go inside. The ambience was perfect. The dark-blue walls matched her dress, and the furniture was all a sleek ebony color. There were small collections of candles dotted around the outside of the room, and the faint scent of vanilla greeted his nostrils.
Jenny’s gaze swept over the interior, landing—inevitably—at the St. Andrew’s cross in the far corner. She turned to meet Marius’ eyes, her jaw falling open.
He laughed. “Are you okay?’
Jenny nodded. “I’ve only seen these things on the Internet, Sir,” she reminded him, and as though she was acting on instinct, Jenny wandered toward the blue leather piece. She passed a black bench complete with stirrups and apparently didn’t even notice it.
Marius watched her go, his cock swelling at the enthralled look on Jenny’s face. He was glad Jenny liked the idea of the cross, because Marius already had a plan to introduce her to it, and it started now.
“Time to strip for me.” His tone had fallen again, taking on that commanding timbre which always made Jenny move.
She turned to him, fiddling with her left earring.
“Now, Jenny,” he warned her.
Jenny exhaled. “Yes, Sir.” Her hands shifted to her right hip, easing the zipper down to her shapely thigh before she shrugged the clingy fabric from her shoulders.
Marius’ gaze fell over the soft curve of her breasts. Fuck. He couldn’t have possibly forgotten how hot the woman was in only a few hours, yet the way his cock tented his trousers made him wonder. Perhaps he had?
“Fold your dress and place it on the stool in the corner.”
Jenny’s nipples beaded at the order, but she complied, leaning down to collect the garment.
Marius watched her fine ass wiggle provocatively as she placed the dress down opposite him, the marks of his belt clear to see. If he didn’t know better, he could have sworn Jenny was teasing him—sashaying her hips and arching her back in some seductive display—not a good plan when she’d consented to surrender to him, at Dukes of all places.
Not a good plan at all.
“Stay right there.”
Marius’ command was almost a growl, and Jenny gasped, tilting her head to meet his gaze. She remained bent over the stool, though, her ass prone and exposed.
Marius approached. “Are you teasing me, little lady?”
Jenny’s gaze widened at his tone. “No, Sir.”
Marius ran his palm over the curve of her delicious ass, tracing the red marks his belt had left. He’d denied her the right to wear panties earlier, and that meant she was beautifully nude for him.
Nude and vulnerable.
“You’re sure?” He leaned over to cocoon her body, holding on to the blue velvet wall as he lowered his torso against her flesh. “Because that would be an audacious plan, Jenny.”
Jenny’s breath hitched. “Dimitri.”
Marius lifted his palm and swatted her defenceless cheeks.
“Sir,” he snarled. “And if I have to tell you again then I’m adding five strokes with whichever implement I decide to play with.”
And Jenny didn’t know it yet, but Dukes had quite the collection.
“I’m sorry,” she gasped. “Sir.”
“Okay, Jenny,” he murmured, allowing the hand that had spanked her to roam across her midriff and up to her left breast. “Up you get now. It’s time we decorated you.”
Jenny rose slowly, those blue eyes meeting his smirk until she finally straightened.
“Arms behind your back,” he commanded, ensuring his gaze never left her.
She bit her lip again as she obeyed him, her eyes wide.
“Have you ever worn clamps, Jenny?”
Marius suspected he knew the answer to that question, but there was something darkly illicit about hearing the admission from Jenny’s lips.
She shook her head. “No, Sir.”
“They’re going to look fabulous.” He reached forward to grasp her pebbling nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. “And you’re going to love the way they bite.”
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Monday, 12 July 2021
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Saturday, 10 July 2021
Welcome to Saturday Spankings, I hope you enjoy this little meeting with Julian, he's not a Dom to be messed with, oh, and you can hire him for the night too!
Julian’s heart was hammering, his balls were tight, and his cock so hard it hurt pressing up against his clothing.
The woman on her knees before him was such a delectable surprise. Sweet and innocent, sexy as fuck too, an utterly wicked combination. His whole body was screaming at him to bend her over, fuck her hard, show her every delight she’d been missing out on. A dom was what she’d needed to get true release from the pressures of her life and get in touch with her female, submissive self.
But he had to stay in control. He’d almost spanked her harder than he’d intended because her frantic wriggling had turned him the hell on. Plus her skin had gone such a pretty pink. And damn it, she was wet for him. Each slap had drawn more moisture from her pussy. The sooner he sank deep and took them both to ecstasy the better.
Wait. Not yet.
As he pulled his cock free, some of the pressure abated and he blew out a breath. But the sense of relief was short-lived. Sheena was looking up at him, her pretty blue eyes showing such a mixture of surprise and a desperate willingness to please that a fresh surge of blood flooded his erection.
He ran his hand around the nape of her neck and pulled her forward. Her open mouth, ready and waiting, was too much to resist.
He smoothed the tip of his cock over her lips and onto her silky, damp tongue. Her lips were so lovely, and damn, that bright red against his shaft, he’d keep that image in his mind for a long time.
“That’s it,” he said, pulling her head nearer and slipping deeper. “Good girl.”
She tensed a little, then allowed him to guide his cock to the back of her mouth. He didn’t want her to gag, tempting as it was, so pulled away before she became uncomfortable. He sank in again, enjoying her becoming more pliant as she trusted him not to force in with no consideration. This time she hugged him with her tongue and fluttered her eyes closed.
He moaned and tensed his buttocks. The satin heat of her mouth, the rub of her palate on his glans, was heavenly.
Tightening his fingers in her hair, he tugged her backward so he was only just seated in her mouth. He then relished every sensation as he slipped deep again.
“Suck, just a little,” he ordered.
She did and the small, dragging feeling on the tip of his cock nearly had his knees collapsing.
“Ah, fuck,” he muttered. Every muscle in his body tensed. His balls retracted. His control was slipping. His need for release growing.
He pulled out and grabbed his cock in his right fist. “Hold your breasts together.”
She did as instructed. The lipstick had smudged during the spanking and her skin was marked with waxy red streaks. The word MINE was still readable though, and he enjoyed that. Her nipples were tight, the soft flesh of her cleavage enhanced as she pushed her breasts together.
“Stay like that.” He worked his shaft fast and firm. Gave into the need to come and groaned long and low. Relief would soon be his.
Monday, 5 July 2021
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Saturday, 3 July 2021
Welcome to my stop on the 4th of July Saturday Spanks hop! This week we're going rich, super-rich, with a few from HER DOMINANT BILLIONAIRE!
He loomed large through the shadows. He was breathing fast, his wide shoulders shifting up and down. He reached for his belt buckle and undid it, slowly drawing the leather through the loops.
She swallowed and watched it slide free.
He twisted the buckle end around his fist, twice.
Imogen stared at the leather held tight in his hand and the dangling strip that hung down past his knee. Damn, that looked like a pretty good flogging implement.
Is that what he’s going to do?
She clenched her buttocks. Butterflies of nerves alighted in her stomach. He’d said vanilla—had he changed his mind? Was he going to make her ass red and sore, then fuck her?
He was staring at her, just staring at her.
She felt sacrificial, vulnerable... she felt like his.
“Damn it,” he muttered, dropping the belt suddenly. He undid his fly and his trousers loosened. He pushed them off, then slipped his black boxer briefs down his legs.
Imogen wished the lights in the room were on, that she had more than just the glow from the New York skyline. She wanted to see him, all of him.
He stepped to the side of the bed, and she saw his cock in silhouette, jutting up and out from a mass of groin hair.
Fuck, the guy was big, but again, she’d expected that.
As if guessing her thoughts about light, he flicked on the side lamp. A warm radiance filled the room.
“I need to see you,” he said, climbing onto the bed next to her. “Every bit of you.” Imogen nodded and reached for him. She dragged his warm body close and breathed in the scent of his skin.
He kissed her, his cock nudging against her hip as he stroked her upper body. “I need to know,” he murmured, “what you liked and didn’t like at the club.”
“Is this business talk?” She pulled back and traced her finger over his jawline. “You want to know if I liked the color of the walls?”
“No,” he growled. “I want to know what turned you on. Made you wet...” His caress traveled to her pussy. “Here.” He dipped his finger between her lips and pressed her clit, just lightly.
“Mmm...” Imogen said, “that turns me on.”
“I mean the spanking you saw. How did that make you feel?” He spoke onto her cheek, then kissed up to her temple.
“Hot, sexy, I... liked it.”
He eased through her pussy and found her entrance.
Imogen spread her legs wider, wanting to feel him there, needing penetration. “Oh...” she said on a sigh. “Yes... more...”
“Talk and I’ll give you more.”
Talk, yes, she could do that. “I liked watching the flogging, the woman on the bench, that turned me on. Seeing her strapped down, fucked like that.”
“At the club you said but. I asked if you’d like to be that woman and you said yes but...”
He smoothed around her pussy, teasing by not going near her clit or inside her.
“But.” Fuck, she struggled to remember now. Kane touching her was pretty distracting. She shifted her hips, hoping for more.
“What was the but...?” he asked against her ear. “Tell me, but what?”
Ah, now she recalled the words that had been in her head. “But, but I wanted it to be you, Kane, not Master Zen behind me, flogging me, fucking me. I would only do that with you.”
“Oh, perfect answer.” He pushed into her—two long, firm fingers.
Imogen moaned and clenched her internal muscles around the invasion.
“Jesus, you’re so hot and tight,” he said, propping onto his elbow and looking down at her. “And you’ve got me ready to beg for it,” she managed, reaching for his cock. It was time to get serious.
“Ah, ah, ah...” He shifted away and gave a devilish grin. “Not yet, you must tell me more.”
“About what?” She pouted.
“The club.” He withdrew from her pussy then pushed back in, a slow finger fuck.
Imogen gripped his forearm and felt his muscles tense beneath the skin as he moved. Damn, the guy was hot, a tease for sure, but really hot.
“Tell me about the cross,” he said. “Would you like to be tied to that with me paddling your sexy ass until it’s red and sore?”
“Yes. Yes, I’d try it.” Just the thought sent more moisture to her pussy.
The heel of his hand connected with her clit and produced the dense pressure she’d been craving.
She moaned and clutched him tighter.
“And the butt plug?” he said. “Have you ever tried one?”
He set up a steady rhythm, in and out of her pussy, riding over her clit. An orgasm was buried deep, but his ministrations were tempting it to the surface. She groaned and squirmed; the soft, moist sounds of him easing into her dampness turned her on all the more.
“So you’re an anal virgin?” he whispered.
“Er, yes, I suppose so.” She’d never really thought about anal sex. Never been with anyone who’d suggested trying it.
“How delicious,” he whispered. “To have all that pleasure to come.”
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