Just A Spanking: Tales of Dominance and Submission by Sarai Lisabet

Author:Sarai, Lisabet [Sarai, Lisabet]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Books We Love
Published: 2012-01-06T23:00:00+00:00

Sundae, Bloody Sundae

It took me a while to understand.

I fell hard for Jana the night I met her. I guess the feeling was mutual, since she let me cuff her and spank her taut little ass to the color of rare steak within hours of our introduction. Then she begged for the privilege of eating my pussy, sending me straight into the stratosphere when I acquiesced. In her winter-gray eyes, I read a profound need to submit. I wanted nothing more than to satisfy that need.

Our physical relationship went from zero to sixty in that single lightning encounter. Before I could catch my breath, she was spending almost every night in my bed–or fastened to the wrought iron frame on my wall (cleverly disguised as a clothes rack–or suspended from one of the hooks in my ceiling. I was so entranced by the way her slender, flexible form writhed against my ropes, by her sweet soprano wails and her grateful kisses, that I didn't realize we'd never shared a meal in nearly four weeks together.

On the one month anniversary of our meeting, I announced that I was going to treat her to dinner at one of the swankiest eateries in the city. “Ponticelli's has the most exquisite seafood you've ever tasted,” I told her over the phone. “Pure ambrosia. I'll pick you up at seven.”

“Mel, you don't need to take me out,” she replied, an odd edge to her voice. “I'd much rather stay home with you and play.”

“I want to show you off, kitten. Wear the dress you had on the night we met, that forest-green jersey, and heels. And no underwear. Who says we have to keep our games in the bedroom?”

“But Mel...”

“Are you arguing with me?” The desperation I heard coming from the other end of the line puzzled me. Meanwhile, her uncharacteristic resistance tried my patience. Normally she'd follow my instructions to the letter.

“Well...”

“If you're not going to obey me, we might as well break this off right now, Jana.” The thought of losing her made me cringe, but I couldn't let her know that. ”Is that what you want?”

“No, oh, no...please, I'd just rather not eat out.”

“Well, I want to eat out, and I'm the one in charge. You promised to do whatever I said, baby. You said that was your deepest desire. Have you changed your mind?”

“No...”

“I told you. I know what's best for you–what you really need. Don't you believe that anymore?”

“Oh, I do! I love you, Mel. I want to please you...”

“Good. Be ready at seven, then.”

“All right.” She stifled a sigh. “Whatever you say, Mel.”

I hung up feeling just the slightest bit smug. When she walked down the stairs of her apartment building toward my vintage Mustang, though, I almost changed my mind about the evening's activities. I wanted to hustle her back inside, peel off that slinky dress and bury my face between her creamy thighs to enjoy my own private seafood dinner. At the same time, I really did think our past month together was worth celebrating.

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