Spanking (A Vignette)

She stood at the St. Andrew’s Cross. Her arms stretched up, cuffs and chains kept her pressed against the leather. 

“Open your legs wider,” he whispered into her ear, and she could feel the heat of his skin radiating down her bare back.

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Bad Girl

“Bad girl,” Daddy purred and led me to the bedroom. “Look at you dressed like that,” he said his eyes devouring my short skirt and knee socks. “Lift your skirt,” he ordered.

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Natalie’s Punishment

Des kissed Will again, and Natalie wriggled between them. She hadn’t known she could be more turned on, but watching them she was. All the teasing, the two of them touching her has Natalie ready to explode.

She could guarantee there was a wet spot on Des’s couch.  Now he was going to punish her.  Des rose from the couch, “What did you do wrong, kitten?” he asked.

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Jingle Bells

Vixen rang the doorbell. She could feel the cold air drifting under her coat.  She couldn’t believe she was going through with this.  When her Dom had suggested that she see Liz again, Vixen had been ecstatic. However, when he presented his plan, she’d grown nervous.  What if Liz wasn’t interested? What if the whole gift backfired somehow? Vixen knew that her Dom had planned this with Will, and Will was connected to Liz, but still, Vixen was nervous.

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The Language of Flowers

Lady Charlotte’s maid entered the sitting room carrying a small bouquet of flowers.  Lady Charlotte immediately laid aside her novel to receive the flowers.

“Flowers, my lady,” the maid said handing her the bouquet.  There was no card, but the flowers themselves carried the message.  She ran her fingers over the sprigs of rosemary, the herb’s scent crisp and almost astringent scent clinging to her fingers.  So, this will be an assignation that I won’t forget.  She mused, considering the herb’s meaning .

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Caroline’s Next Card

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The cards led Caroline to this hotel and this meeting.  She hesitated outside of the bar, reminding herself that she could back out if she wanted.  Peter, her psychic, had helped her arrange everything.  She’d negotiated, via email, everything she wanted.  Only now that she was here, she wasn’t sure if she could do it.  But the cards hadn’t led her astray yet.  So she squared her shoulders and took her first step toward the bar.

She took a seat at an empty table in the hotel bar.  It was sparsely populated this early in the day, and only two lone men sitting at the other end of the bar.

The woman who entered wasn’t what she expected.  Caroline certainly didn’t expect the woman to show up in a leather cat suit, but the petite brunette in the exquisitely tailored suit wasn’t it either.

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