In need of some discipline?
It's Hump Day again, and I am well-entrenched in my latest tale of submission... It's incredibly hot (if I do say so myself!), but is also darker than the last books...
I'll try and get a teaser on here soon - if people are interested?
For now, here's a snippet from
- because even good girls need discipline, right?!
You can read the whole story at Amazon here:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Disciplinary-...
"Wrapping my ponytail around his wrist, he pulls me to my feet, and begins to tear my clothes off me. His desperate need to disrobe me is so erotic. I remain passive, enjoying the sensations as he yanks and gropes my body. I feel so hot! He pauses for a moment, and surveys my body.
‘Megan,’ he breathes fervently, ‘look at you. Let me take in that pretty face; your shoulder line, the gorgeous curve of your breasts, your midriff and hips, and your wet, delicious hollow and glistening pussy lips.’
His eyes sparkle as he appraises me, and he reaches down between my legs. I feel my thighs tremble at this new touch. The air between us is charged, and I am so, so ready to feel him inside me.
He grabs me firmly, turning me around and pushing me down, so that I am bent over that substantial desk, my arse stuck out toward him.
Without warning, I feel the weight of his hand slap down onto my bare backside, the force pushing me further along his desk. Intense, warm pain floods the area, but I try not to move, and don’t make a sound. I have no intention of giving him the satisfaction.
He spanks me again, and again, and again. I lose count after ten strikes, too consumed with the aching sensation spreading across the lower half of my torso. Eventually, I hear myself gasp and moan at each strike, the sting intensifying as my flesh warms with every blow. He stops suddenly, again without a word of explanation.
I feel his weight leaning over me. I wince slightly as his trousers brush against my sore buttocks. Damn, why is this so hot? His lips graze the back of my neck. The soft kisses feel incredibly sensuous after the recent onslaught. They reach my right ear.
He whispers, ‘Finger yourself, Megan I want to see your fingers inside your pussy, reminding you why you’re being disciplined.’
I’ve felt the excitement building in me for so long that I don’t wait for him to change his mind. I move my right hand from my side, and reach down between my legs, finding my swollen pussy. I am absolutely soaking with desire. I don’t remember having ever been this wet before. The shameful realisation makes me even hornier."
"Disciplinary Action", Xcite Books, 2012.
Have a great week,
Felicity Brandon
Fx
I'll try and get a teaser on here soon - if people are interested?
For now, here's a snippet from
- because even good girls need discipline, right?!You can read the whole story at Amazon here:
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Disciplinary-...
"Wrapping my ponytail around his wrist, he pulls me to my feet, and begins to tear my clothes off me. His desperate need to disrobe me is so erotic. I remain passive, enjoying the sensations as he yanks and gropes my body. I feel so hot! He pauses for a moment, and surveys my body.
‘Megan,’ he breathes fervently, ‘look at you. Let me take in that pretty face; your shoulder line, the gorgeous curve of your breasts, your midriff and hips, and your wet, delicious hollow and glistening pussy lips.’
His eyes sparkle as he appraises me, and he reaches down between my legs. I feel my thighs tremble at this new touch. The air between us is charged, and I am so, so ready to feel him inside me.
He grabs me firmly, turning me around and pushing me down, so that I am bent over that substantial desk, my arse stuck out toward him.
Without warning, I feel the weight of his hand slap down onto my bare backside, the force pushing me further along his desk. Intense, warm pain floods the area, but I try not to move, and don’t make a sound. I have no intention of giving him the satisfaction.
He spanks me again, and again, and again. I lose count after ten strikes, too consumed with the aching sensation spreading across the lower half of my torso. Eventually, I hear myself gasp and moan at each strike, the sting intensifying as my flesh warms with every blow. He stops suddenly, again without a word of explanation.
I feel his weight leaning over me. I wince slightly as his trousers brush against my sore buttocks. Damn, why is this so hot? His lips graze the back of my neck. The soft kisses feel incredibly sensuous after the recent onslaught. They reach my right ear.
He whispers, ‘Finger yourself, Megan I want to see your fingers inside your pussy, reminding you why you’re being disciplined.’
I’ve felt the excitement building in me for so long that I don’t wait for him to change his mind. I move my right hand from my side, and reach down between my legs, finding my swollen pussy. I am absolutely soaking with desire. I don’t remember having ever been this wet before. The shameful realisation makes me even hornier."
"Disciplinary Action", Xcite Books, 2012.
Have a great week,
Felicity Brandon
Fx
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