Little Boys (Excerpt)

 

Please don’t call me a domme.

Really.
It’s nothing like that.
The thing is, I’m just totally into making men feel like little boys.  That’s what turns me on, and I can’t help that, can I?  It’s hardwired into my system and I have no choice but to spank a fresh pair of cute little boy-buns every few days or so. 
They’re easy enough to find. 
In fact, I have a whole stable full of young studs who are more than willing to let me discipline them. 

You've just read an excerpt from "Little Boys" from the book Spankalicious: Erotic Adventures in Spanking. 

 

 If you'd like to read more, you can get the book here. 

Thanks for stopping by, and please be a sweetheart and check out all the other authors' blogs here.

 

 

The Art of Forgiveness (Excerpt)

 

 

 

Hi, Everyone!

Here's an excerpt from my story, "The Art of Forgiveness," which can be found in my new ebook, "So Spankable!"

 

 

 

 

 

“There,” said Vince.  “That ought to hold you.”

 

He went to scoop up his stack of papers, but then he stopped suddenly and looked at me.

 

“I almost forgot,” he said, setting them back down. 

 

He came back around behind me and pulled up my skirt, and then he yanked my panties down all the way to my knees and gave my ass stinging good slap before picking up his papers to leave.

 

While he was gone, I had an inner war with myself for ending up like this, tied to a chair in my boyfriend’s office. 

 

Diary, you know I watch plenty of porn.

 

I knew exactly what I looked like, bound to that chair.  I wondered if Vince even locked the door, wondered if some unsuspecting clerk might not bumble in and find me like that, my pussy on full display for all to see.

 

 

 

 

Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you enjoyed this little snippet. 

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By the way, Vince says if you don't visit the other authors' blogs, you'll be next. 

 

 

 

 





Working Out the Kinks-XOXO Excerpt

 

 

 

Aja repositioned me a little and started wailing on my butt again, getting it nice and toasty.  All of a sudden, he stopped and sat me up. 

“Go to Vince,” he told me.

My panties were long gone, having slipped further and further down my legs until they were off.  I went and draped myself over Vince’s knees, and I reached back and pulled up my skirt to get him started. 

For a minute he just sat there like he didn’t know what to do, but then he laid a gentle hand on my bottom.  He started rubbing it in tiny circles, and almost like he knew what he was doing, he spread my legs and dipped a finger into my moist and hungry pussy.

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Working Out the Kinks
by
Angela R Sargenti