Smack! A black-haired man spanked Kelly Lynn’s luscious ass. His mysterious, dark eyes matched the ambiance in his candlelit bedroom. He never offered his name, information, or intentions. The only thing he surrendered was an address, arrival time, and desire to dominate.
Holy shit! I haven’t been spanked since I was five! The curvy, blond bombshell thought. Kneeling on the stranger’s bed, Kelly was fully-nude, forming a humiliating doggie-style position. Another blow struck her soft cheeks, as she trembled beneath his control.
“Relax,” he told her, caressing the stinging flesh with large hands. His gentle touch calmed her, allowing a release. The moment she went limp, another hard smack was delivered. She tightened back up.
What the hell did you get yourself into…Kelly? She silently questioned herself. Of course, that was a question to ask before answering the Craigslist ad. Having flipped through the sex ads for fun, she often fantasized about doing something risky. Though with a straight-laced husband at home, she’d always refrained.
That’s when she came across the stranger’s ad. Are you tired of carrying the world on your shoulders? Have you ever wondered what it’s like to relinquish control, leave your fate to another? If so, step into my domain…and let me dominate you.
With two kids at home, the 25 year-old woman was the perfect match. She was tired of shouldering so much responsibility. Frankly, she was tired of the bedroom monotony. Throwing caution to the wind, Kelly quickly responded. After hitting send, she asked herself, Are you fucking crazy? This could be Jack the Ripper? The panic frightened her. However, the clear puddle in her white lace panties proved otherwise. Drenched with taboo lust, her decision was made.
Smack! The dark-haired stranger spanked her harder. That particular blow landed between her spread lips, leaving a twinge in its wake. Seeing a faint trail of white rim her swollen slit, he knew it was time to move on.
After being forcefully flipped over, her arm was yanked up to the headboard. The dark stranger began binding her wrists with rope. It was the first good gaze she got of his face. Did he somehow get hotter than before? She wondered in her newly aroused state. Kelly studied the stranger’s dark goatee, nipple piercings, and intense ora. His cock bulged beneath leather pants.
He continued tying her to the bed, imprisoning arms and legs. She was stretched into an X-position, spread eagle. Crawling on the mattress, he blindfolded her with red silk. Stretching Kelly’s worn thong, he gagged her with it, tying it around her head.
Rendered blind and mute, she felt his nails tickle her pale skin. They slightly chafed her engorged nipples along the journey. The stranger rimmed her moist vaginal lips, squeezing them together at her clitoris. Love drops trickled downward like a ripe orange. He encircled her puffed aureolas, teasing, not pleasing her most sensitive areas.
The stranger rose, grabbing a lit candle. Heat-vapors shrouded her body, making her heart beat with erotic fear. He slowly spilled hot wax upon her breasts, as she bucked with delirious desire. It was hot enough to hurt, though cool enough to titillate.
Please don’t leave a mark for my husband to find! She thought.
Feeling the sizzle upon her sensitive nipples, she broke into orgasm. The more her body shook, the more the stranger spilled. Her face tensed, displayed in such a personal way, only a lover would recognize it.
Did I really just cum without being touched? Kelly wondered. It was the first experience, but wouldn’t be the last. Her body was primed, badly desiring more. Though, everything suddenly stopped.
The stranger stood up, blowing out the candle. Waiting with bated breath, Kelly anticipated the next move. To her shock, the room went completely black. She heard footsteps exit the bedroom. The door was closed.
She wondered when he’d return to finish her, set her free. The truth is, he wondered the same thing.
As originally posted on Nicole Ryan’s ‘All Male Erotica Authors’ blogspot
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