Double Discipline (Erotic Punishment, Menage)
(This story is also included in the "Firm Spankings, Hard Lessons" collection of 4 erotic spanking and punishment stories. Buy them all at once and save 30%!)
Julie's been bad and needs a little legal help from her family's attorney, Allen. She's convinced she can satisfy his fees with her nymphomaniacal charms. Unfortunately for her backside, Allen's tired of her games and decides to teach her a firm lesson. Julie receives a heavy dose of spanking and then returns for a double-team teaching experience with Allen and an associate that will leave her sore, breathless, and thrilled!
Warning: This 7000-word story contains explicit descriptions of MFM sex acts, including erotic spanking, masturbation, oral sex, anal sex, multiple partners, and erotic discipline. The content is intended for open-minded adults only.
Excerpt:
Allen made me stand like that for what felt like hours. It must have been at least twenty minutes. He took two phone calls, and I could tell from a new huskiness in his voice that he was still staring at me. Practically licking his lips. I was getting incredibly hot – not just wet – but really goddamned warm. I reached up to unbutton my blouse and he either didn’t see me or didn’t want me to stop. It helped some; cool air from an A/C vent on the floor began to flow across my breasts and along my sides. I leaned into the corner in a desperate attempt to cool off, pressing my breasts and cheek against the solid wood paneling for a brief moment of relief before the wall grew warm from my building heat.
Have you ever known that someone was consuming you with their eyes like that? And there was nothing you could do? All I could think of was his eager gaze, and then his soft lips, and then I imagined him kneeling behind me and stroking my smooth thighs, feathering my legs with kisses, flicks of his tongue around my pussy and then firm strokes right against it. I had to concentrate very hard on each deep breath. I couldn’t shake the sensation of his mouth pulsing against mine, his cock driving into me like a piston, his strong arms holding me down; every nerve ending in my body seemed to be crying out for his touch.
Finally, after the second phone call, he spoke to me again.
“Ticket. Ticket. Ticket. Possession. Failure to report. Shoplifting. Shoplifting?!” He was going down the list. I’d had a busy few months. I guess his secretary had discovered my fake name in the police archives.
“Turn around,” he said after more paper-shuffling.
I slid my hands down the wall and turned, my skirt askew and riding high. Allen was still seated behind his desk. He beckoned with one finger, pointing at his lap.
I walked over on unsteady legs. I didn’t say a word. Something in his stare told me not to. I stopped when I was right in front of him.
“You know what to do,” he said. “It’s time for your punishment. Court, tickets, whatever, they obviously don’t deter you from breaking the law. Lay across my lap.”
I raised my eyebrows. I really thought he’d finally let me suck his cock. I was desperate for it. But punishment? I’d had guys want to spank me a bit before. The idea of Allen unleashing a few firm smacks struck me as very appealing.
Little did I know...
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Julie's been bad and needs a little legal help from her family's attorney, Allen. She's convinced she can satisfy his fees with her nymphomaniacal charms. Unfortunately for her backside, Allen's tired of her games and decides to teach her a firm lesson. Julie receives a heavy dose of spanking and then returns for a double-team teaching experience with Allen and an associate that will leave her sore, breathless, and thrilled!
Warning: This 7000-word story contains explicit descriptions of MFM sex acts, including erotic spanking, masturbation, oral sex, anal sex, multiple partners, and erotic discipline. The content is intended for open-minded adults only.
Excerpt:
Allen made me stand like that for what felt like hours. It must have been at least twenty minutes. He took two phone calls, and I could tell from a new huskiness in his voice that he was still staring at me. Practically licking his lips. I was getting incredibly hot – not just wet – but really goddamned warm. I reached up to unbutton my blouse and he either didn’t see me or didn’t want me to stop. It helped some; cool air from an A/C vent on the floor began to flow across my breasts and along my sides. I leaned into the corner in a desperate attempt to cool off, pressing my breasts and cheek against the solid wood paneling for a brief moment of relief before the wall grew warm from my building heat.
Have you ever known that someone was consuming you with their eyes like that? And there was nothing you could do? All I could think of was his eager gaze, and then his soft lips, and then I imagined him kneeling behind me and stroking my smooth thighs, feathering my legs with kisses, flicks of his tongue around my pussy and then firm strokes right against it. I had to concentrate very hard on each deep breath. I couldn’t shake the sensation of his mouth pulsing against mine, his cock driving into me like a piston, his strong arms holding me down; every nerve ending in my body seemed to be crying out for his touch.
Finally, after the second phone call, he spoke to me again.
“Ticket. Ticket. Ticket. Possession. Failure to report. Shoplifting. Shoplifting?!” He was going down the list. I’d had a busy few months. I guess his secretary had discovered my fake name in the police archives.
“Turn around,” he said after more paper-shuffling.
I slid my hands down the wall and turned, my skirt askew and riding high. Allen was still seated behind his desk. He beckoned with one finger, pointing at his lap.
I walked over on unsteady legs. I didn’t say a word. Something in his stare told me not to. I stopped when I was right in front of him.
“You know what to do,” he said. “It’s time for your punishment. Court, tickets, whatever, they obviously don’t deter you from breaking the law. Lay across my lap.”
I raised my eyebrows. I really thought he’d finally let me suck his cock. I was desperate for it. But punishment? I’d had guys want to spank me a bit before. The idea of Allen unleashing a few firm smacks struck me as very appealing.
Little did I know...
Double Discipline (Erotic Punishment, Menage)
(This story is also included in the "Firm Spankings, Hard Lessons" collection of 4 erotic spanking and punishment stories. Buy them all at once and save 30%!)
Julie's been bad and needs a little legal help from her family's attorney, Allen. She's convinced she can satisfy his fees with her nymphomaniacal charms. Unfortunately for her backside, Allen's tired of her games and decides to teach her a firm lesson. Julie receives a heavy dose of spanking and then returns for a double-team teaching experience with Allen and an associate that will leave her sore, breathless, and thrilled!
Warning: This 7000-word story contains explicit descriptions of MFM sex acts, including erotic spanking, masturbation, oral sex, anal sex, multiple partners, and erotic discipline. The content is intended for open-minded adults only.
Excerpt:
Allen made me stand like that for what felt like hours. It must have been at least twenty minutes. He took two phone calls, and I could tell from a new huskiness in his voice that he was still staring at me. Practically licking his lips. I was getting incredibly hot – not just wet – but really goddamned warm. I reached up to unbutton my blouse and he either didn’t see me or didn’t want me to stop. It helped some; cool air from an A/C vent on the floor began to flow across my breasts and along my sides. I leaned into the corner in a desperate attempt to cool off, pressing my breasts and cheek against the solid wood paneling for a brief moment of relief before the wall grew warm from my building heat.
Have you ever known that someone was consuming you with their eyes like that? And there was nothing you could do? All I could think of was his eager gaze, and then his soft lips, and then I imagined him kneeling behind me and stroking my smooth thighs, feathering my legs with kisses, flicks of his tongue around my pussy and then firm strokes right against it. I had to concentrate very hard on each deep breath. I couldn’t shake the sensation of his mouth pulsing against mine, his cock driving into me like a piston, his strong arms holding me down; every nerve ending in my body seemed to be crying out for his touch.
Finally, after the second phone call, he spoke to me again.
“Ticket. Ticket. Ticket. Possession. Failure to report. Shoplifting. Shoplifting?!” He was going down the list. I’d had a busy few months. I guess his secretary had discovered my fake name in the police archives.
“Turn around,” he said after more paper-shuffling.
I slid my hands down the wall and turned, my skirt askew and riding high. Allen was still seated behind his desk. He beckoned with one finger, pointing at his lap.
I walked over on unsteady legs. I didn’t say a word. Something in his stare told me not to. I stopped when I was right in front of him.
“You know what to do,” he said. “It’s time for your punishment. Court, tickets, whatever, they obviously don’t deter you from breaking the law. Lay across my lap.”
I raised my eyebrows. I really thought he’d finally let me suck his cock. I was desperate for it. But punishment? I’d had guys want to spank me a bit before. The idea of Allen unleashing a few firm smacks struck me as very appealing.
Little did I know...
Julie's been bad and needs a little legal help from her family's attorney, Allen. She's convinced she can satisfy his fees with her nymphomaniacal charms. Unfortunately for her backside, Allen's tired of her games and decides to teach her a firm lesson. Julie receives a heavy dose of spanking and then returns for a double-team teaching experience with Allen and an associate that will leave her sore, breathless, and thrilled!
Warning: This 7000-word story contains explicit descriptions of MFM sex acts, including erotic spanking, masturbation, oral sex, anal sex, multiple partners, and erotic discipline. The content is intended for open-minded adults only.
Excerpt:
Allen made me stand like that for what felt like hours. It must have been at least twenty minutes. He took two phone calls, and I could tell from a new huskiness in his voice that he was still staring at me. Practically licking his lips. I was getting incredibly hot – not just wet – but really goddamned warm. I reached up to unbutton my blouse and he either didn’t see me or didn’t want me to stop. It helped some; cool air from an A/C vent on the floor began to flow across my breasts and along my sides. I leaned into the corner in a desperate attempt to cool off, pressing my breasts and cheek against the solid wood paneling for a brief moment of relief before the wall grew warm from my building heat.
Have you ever known that someone was consuming you with their eyes like that? And there was nothing you could do? All I could think of was his eager gaze, and then his soft lips, and then I imagined him kneeling behind me and stroking my smooth thighs, feathering my legs with kisses, flicks of his tongue around my pussy and then firm strokes right against it. I had to concentrate very hard on each deep breath. I couldn’t shake the sensation of his mouth pulsing against mine, his cock driving into me like a piston, his strong arms holding me down; every nerve ending in my body seemed to be crying out for his touch.
Finally, after the second phone call, he spoke to me again.
“Ticket. Ticket. Ticket. Possession. Failure to report. Shoplifting. Shoplifting?!” He was going down the list. I’d had a busy few months. I guess his secretary had discovered my fake name in the police archives.
“Turn around,” he said after more paper-shuffling.
I slid my hands down the wall and turned, my skirt askew and riding high. Allen was still seated behind his desk. He beckoned with one finger, pointing at his lap.
I walked over on unsteady legs. I didn’t say a word. Something in his stare told me not to. I stopped when I was right in front of him.
“You know what to do,” he said. “It’s time for your punishment. Court, tickets, whatever, they obviously don’t deter you from breaking the law. Lay across my lap.”
I raised my eyebrows. I really thought he’d finally let me suck his cock. I was desperate for it. But punishment? I’d had guys want to spank me a bit before. The idea of Allen unleashing a few firm smacks struck me as very appealing.
Little did I know...
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| BN ID: | 2940014780483 |
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| Publisher: | Ellie Saxx |
| Publication date: | 06/11/2012 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 74 KB |
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