#SatSpanks Trust, Punishment and Indulgence #BDSM Kitty’s Gift

Good morning and may your weekend be filled with an even greater heat than the one you’ll find in #Saturday Spankings. We’re getting much closer to V-Day however, my little Christmas tale had some good moments in it so I thought I should give some more of its heat. It’s a short sequel of my first novella Stroker Ace but it can be read as a complete standalone.

Blurb

For you and your blushing bride.

I’m sure you have learned how to discipline her better and you often paddle her sexy, tight ass when she is being a brat. Tonight, I want you to push her limits. Order her to do something she’d be uncomfortable with, play with her soft limits. The red would look fantastic on her pale skin.

Do your worst.

Happy Yuletide Season, Evan, send my greetings to Annabelle.

Love,

Kitty

Evan and Annabelle are happier than ever, no matter that they both miss their kinky godmother. Kitty hasn’t forgotten them and two days before Christmas Eve they receive a mysterious package.

Annabelle has grown comfortable with her life as Evan’s submissive pet. But will she resist his command when he orders her to strip naked and kneel before him at their gallery after closing hours? How far will he take her training? Can she give into his wicked games and sexy discipline at her working place without losing herself?

Kitty’s apprentices are in for a night of spanking and kink they won’t forget.

Snippet

“What else?”

Her body trembled and she stared at him with confusion, too lost in the physical sensations. Evan spanked her pussy with bare hand and rubbed his finger across her clit.

“What else did you do, pet? Think.”

How was she supposed to think when her pussy was soaking his circling thumb?

“Sir, please, I can’t…”

“Why did you disobey me?” He repeated his earlier question and landed the paddle on her thigh, just below the curve of her ass.

“I…” She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, trembling under his blows. “I didn’t trust your judgment, Sir. Please, forgive me.”

“Now, that’s a good answer.” Annabelle moaned when he kissed her forehead and let go of her hair. “You must trust me to take care of your needs. When I tell you to get undressed you should do it without panicking. When you submit to me you submit with your body, heart, and trust. It won’t work if you are terrified and spiraling out of control.” With these words, he caressed her tender thighs and smacked her ass for the last time.

“Yes, Sir, you’re right, I’ll trust you more… but please…”

He pulled her into his lap and let her rest her head against his chest. She buried her face in his shoulder, feeling how her anxieties were withdrawing for the first time that day.

“There…” His hand smoothed the red, bruised skin of her ass that would soon turn to purple. “I’m proud of you, pet, you’re learning.” Then he turned her face to his and wiped the tears, along with her running mascara. “Now I want you to go down, press your cheek to the floor, spread your legs and raise your ass for me. Put your hands on your cheeks and part them well for me. Will you do that, Annabelle?”

His wife nodded and he kissed her affectionately, in such a contrast with the cruelty of his spanking and the way he bruised her skin. Annabelle smiled with more confidence and fulfilled his command, lowering herself on the ground, opening herself to him.

The cold lube made her cry out but she didn’t move an inch while Evan was slowly working her puckering anal hole. He pushed his finger inside her and caressed her pussy with the knuckles of his other hand. If he had done it earlier, before spanking her ass and helping her descend to subspace, his actions would embarrass her. Now Annabelle was simply giving in and letting him indulge her senses.

I hope that small piece left you with a smile and pleasant tingling. If you want to buy the story, head over to Amazon and claim your copy for only 99cents. Either way, head over to Saturday Spanking for more weekend hotness and spanking.

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Kitty’s Gift and Christmas Spanking on #SatSpanks #BDSM

Merry Christmas, spankos! May your next year be filled with pleasure, hot reads, and even hotter real life experiences. My kinky Christmas short Kitty’s gift went live last night, just in time for a gift wrapping.

Blurb

For you and your blushing bride.

I’m sure you have learned how to discipline her better and you often paddle her sexy, tight ass when she is being a brat. Tonight, I want you to push her limits. Order her to do something she’d be uncomfortable with, play with her soft limits. The red would look fantastic on her pale skin.

Do your worst.

Happy Yuletide Season, Evan, send my greetings to Annabelle.

Love,

Kitty

Evan and Annabelle are happier than ever, no matter that they both miss their kinky godmother. Kitty hasn’t forgotten them and two days before Christmas Eve they receive a mysterious package.

Annabelle has grown comfortable with her life as Evan’s submissive pet. But will she resist his command when he orders her to strip naked and kneel before him at their gallery after closing hours? How far will he take her training? Can she give into his wicked games and sexy discipline at her working place without losing herself?

Kitty’s apprentices are in for a night of spanking and kink they won’t forget.

Snippet

Annabelle lowered her head to the contents of the box and after some serious struggle she picked the paddle with her teeth. Once she looked up so she’d hand her husband the disciplinary tool she noticed the bulge of his erection against the fabric of his pants. Good. She wasn’t the only one in heat and the fact he was getting so hard from her efforts thrilled her.

It made her almost forget the glaring landscape outside, the illusion she was watched by a hungry audience.

Evan nodded with approval and picked the paddle his pet was handing him.

“That’s my good girl. Up here.” He patted his lap again and Annabelle pulled herself up to take her place. His hardened cock pressed against the smooth skin of her stomach and elicited another groan. She blushed when Evan parted her legs and raised her ass even higher. The wet folds of her pussy were fully exposed for blows and fingering.

Her petite body rested on top of his knee, fully available and ready for a sweet punishment.

As always, he didn’t warn her of the first blow and the soft smack of his hand made her wince and shift her position. Evan put his palm on the small of her back and tutted.

“Stay still, Annabelle. If you go through your spanking without a sound I’ll reward you. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes, Sir.” She bit her tongue when Evan ran his fingertips across her pussy lips, not really touching it.

“You’re so easy to arouse, my little slut. So sensitive… Don’t drop this.” He chuckled, left the wooden paddle at the base of her neck and cracked his palm across her ass again, this time much harder. Annabelle tossed her head back in agony as the familiar warmth spread through her flesh. Her clit was pulsing like a heart, creamy and aroused, begging for release. The spanking sound repeated on both her cheeks and the heat of pain intensified as it was focused on her most intimate zones. She bit her lips and felt how some tears of effort to keep her moans muffled rolled down her cheeks. Evan was lashing her already sore backside with harder and faster blows, then he’d slow down so she’d adjust and give in to the ache.

“You do a great job, pet, but will you be so quiet and obedient when I do that.” Her Master parted her legs wider and this time he used the paddle, hitting straight across her clit. Annabelle was a pain slut but that was too much even for her appetite. Her scream of agony echoed throughout the gallery. She sobbed as he repeated the hit on the same red, hurting spot.

“Please… don’t… it’s too much… mercy…” Annabelle no longer cared about the reward, in too much pain to think straight.

“Why are you being punished, pet?” He ran the paddle across her cheeks and when she least expected he whacked the paddle on her already red ass.

“I… I disobeyed your order, Sir.”

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#MasturbationMonday – Sweet, Spicy Taste of a #Punished Girl – Professor’s Brat #BDSM

Last week we had some oral fixation and mouth fucking. Now it’s the ladies’ turn, with some additional pain to sweeten the pleasure.

My quiet words are followed by another loud crack against her sore and painful pussy. Scarlett closes her eyes and lets the tears flow freely, ruining her make up. Her young body is torn between the conflicting sensations, but she raises her ass as if begging for more. The moment she prepares her pussy for the next smack it never comes. Instead, my wet, warm tongue surprises her with a few long licks from her clit to her ass crack. From my kneeling position, I see how her nails dig against her palm.

“Moan as much as you want, brat, you got your prize. But don’t think you’re off the hook. Don’t you dare cum.” I slide my tongue in her drenched pussy and collect as much of her juice as I can slurping it like a nectar. That sweet, spicy taste overwhelms me and I lap at her essence like a man dying of thirst who had finally reached an oasis. While I feast on her I use her wetness to probe her tight ass. Scarlett makes her sweet, whimpering sounds that slowly increase to loud cries of lust.

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#MasturbationMonday – Your Dirty Mouth Needs To Be #Punished – Unorthodox Therapy #BDSM

Up for some oral fixation? What better way to start Monday?

The next thing I knew, Thomas rubbed his cock against my partly opened lips as he grabbed me by the hair. He was holding his painfully throbbing shaft by the base, its transparent precum oozing onto my tongue. When I made an attempt to lick the tip and show him the best of my skills, Thomas rammed his entire length directly down my throat.
“Like I said, you need to prove you’re a slut, Lina. This craving to put things in your mouth is curious. Next time you need to insert a phallic object between your lips, you may suck my cock. Trust me, I’ll never say no.” His grin grew even wider. “Besides, your dirty mouth needs to be punished.”
Thomas grabbed my head on both sides with his strong palms. He started fucking my mouth in savage thrusts with a wicked gleam in his eyes. His full, pulsing cock head reached the back of my throat and a pair of heavy balls pounded against my chin, leaving more marks. My gagging filled the room as I tried to handle his massive penis, slobbering all over it to make it fit my throat. Never had it occurred to me that Thomas would be so well-endowed, and now he was taking his revenge on my defenseless throat. For the first time, his natural dominance subsided at the pleasure I was giving him with my wet lips. His moans matched the intensity of my choking sounds as he suffocated me with his cock. Even then, though, his grasp on my flowing hair didn’t loosen for a second. Thomas gyrated his hips, fucking my throat as deeply as he could. Time and time again, he’d pull out so I could catch my breath. The frothy saliva streamed down my chin and chest. Tears of effort mixed with spit and precum but I ignored them. The need to prove myself to Thomas and show him how good I really could be moved to the top of my priorities. During one of the pauses when he released my throat, I pounced and ran my tongue up his entire length, licking it eagerly, tracing the tip of my tongue against his throbbing veins. I ran my lips down his entire length. I sucked him deep, lubing the rock hard penis with my warm, wet mouth.

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Annabelle Learns A Lesson of Humility #SatSpanks

I believe that a good spanking is always a great way to start the weekend. So I finally decided to join that sweet Saturday initiative with a little scene from my novella Stroker Ace: A Kinky Fairy Tale. I’m pretty proud with it so I hope you’d like it as well.

“One more rule, baby girl. You are not allowed to cum till we say so.” Annabelle shivered with horror at that. How was she supposed to restrain herself when her lust was building up more and more with every harsh blow. Just then she realized that would be the true challenge of the evening.

At about the tenth smack Evan grabbed his wife by her ponytail and opened her mouth with his stiff cock. Annabelle instinctively wrapped her pretty lips around him and started slurping his precum as if on cue. However, he was not in the mood for games of teasing and seduction right now. She hardly gave him blow jobs and at that instant, his main purpose was to make up for the lost time, claim her mouth and throat. Before the hapless woman knew what was going on, his pulsing dick was shoved deep down her throat and gagged her. Evan slapped the cheeks of her face playfully and moved his hips in position to fuck her mouth. Kitty gave him a conspiratorial grin and slammed her palm against Annabelle’s pussy. The latter one screamed on the cock that was choking her. The slick mix of saliva and phlegm ran down her face as she tried to handle Evan’s prick.

“Count, girl. Don’t think you’re off the hook, keep counting.” Kitty was having a blast as Annabelle tried to multitask between sucking cock and uttering muffled numbers. Kitty shoved three digits in her pussy and pressed her forefinger to the rough, grainy patch of her G-spot. That made the poor pet jump into a near orgasmic state. Kitty would pull her fingers out and spread the juices all over the sore, beaten ass as if they were lotion.

Annabelle gradually overcame her embarrassment and blinked her tears away staring at Evan’s eyes. Every few seconds he was pulling out just to slam deep back in her throat making it bulge under the pressure. She placed her fingers on his balls and raised her head so she would suck him even deeper.

“Wow, who would have though a refined lady like her would be such an eager dick sucker.” Kitty laughed as Annabelle bobbed her head up and down on her husband’s cock. He was in heaven, grunting and moaning the whole time, his fist was holding her by the ponytail and pressed her head harder. However when she took the initiative something in him got unleashed.

“Oh, yes, she is really just a filthy whore.” Annabelle trembled at these words. Her worst fears were resurfacing and the emotional sting hurt her more than any spanking that Kitty could give her. Still she kept sucking with the same zest while the other woman was spreading her cunt and testing how many fingers would fit in there. It took her all of her strength not to give into the orgasm. It seemed as if every sensitive point of hers was on fire. The way Evan used her mouth for his pleasure didn’t make it any easier for her to control her pussy.

Finally, he pulled out and slapped her face with his throbbing cock, clearly on the verge of shooting his load. He smeared the precum and spit all over Annabelle’s pretty features as if applying makeup, using his tip as a brush.

“Mmm, our little pet seems to love pain.” Kitty raised her fingers and Evan gasped as soon as he saw how soaked they were, slimy and slippery.

“T-twenty…” Annabelle’s tortured voice escaped her stained lips and her ass muscles stiffened. She was half prepared for Kitty’s hand to smack her again. Instead, the woman ran her hand down her back in a loving caress.

“Good girl. You took your beating so well, much better than I expected. But don’t get complaisant, you have a lot to prove.” Kitty ran her hand over Annabelle’s ponytail, smoothing her hair.

“The night is still young, darling.” He yanked Annabelle’s head back once more and looked up at his accomplice. “Do you have something harder at that bag of yours? I want to see how much her ass can handle.”

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#TeaserTuesday – Violet Sparkles – #BDSM and #NSFW

Sage whimpered as the electrical sparkles licked her skin and made her body tense. I ran
the wand between her breasts, holding its plastic container tight while my cock was bathed by her talented mouth.
“It feels so good…” She whispered against my engorged head and kept sucking it. I
hissed and kept the device longer on her other nipple, enjoying the vibrations of her smooth skin. My action coaxed another, a longer cry of pleasure and intensity out of her.
“And if you only knew how good it would feel on your clit piercing. I’m not sure you can
handle it, though. Let’s see.” In response Sage sucked me harder and ran her teeth against the mushroom of my cock, nibbling it very lightly. I chuckled and ran the wand against her mound, right over the landing strip of trimmed jet black hair. “Bad girl. Using teeth already? I’d have to break you out of that habit… or encourage it.”
Her pupils dilated when the smooth surface of my device slid against the hoop of her
piercing. The scream died in her throat as I used the perfect moment to ram my shaft deep and rough in her mouth. The beautiful violet sparkles were flying off the metal on her vulnerable flesh. Sage looked as if she was being electrocuted in that moment, writhing on the chair, rolling her eyes and trying to escape from the powerful charge. She was crying hard against my cock that was killing all her protests and groans. I held her hair with one hand and proceeded to facefuck her. I was curious to see how long she’d last with the violet wand right on her clit, the metal conducting electricity to her most intimate zones. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and her pussy was leaking with juices that streamed at the base of the butt plug.
By that point, her poor tortured clit became way too red and sensitive so I withdrew the
wand but didn’t stop fucking her mouth. The way her pussy lips quivered with the remaining effects of electricity made me horny like a beast and I went savage on her until her tits were fully covered in overflowing, slick spit.

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#TeaserTuesday – Attitude Correction #BDSM #Femdom

“Listen here, whore!” Her voice got to a high pitched squeal. All the blood had rushed to her face. “I don’t know what game you are playing but…”

As lazy and relaxed as she was the moment when Annabelle opened her mouth Kitty’s hand darted for the back of her neck like a viper snake. Annabelle let a loud gasp as her guest pulled a few tresses of her elegant hairstyle and yanked them back as if they were reigns. She made a mewling sound and Kitty laughed in condescending manner reaching out for her thin wrist

“You know what, sweetheart, your bitch act is really transparent.” Just now Annabelle realized how much taller the other woman was, she was practically hovering over her body. The sense of thrill and helplessness overwhelmed her, battling with the anger in her system. Kitty traced her long fingernail along Annabelle’s cheek and ran it down her neck till she reached her heaving tits. “I’ve dealt with some real bitches and let me tell you what, Annie, they’ll eat you for breakfast.” She kissed her captive’s ear and whispered in it. “All I will tell you is that in the end, they were at my feet, tamed and purring like kittens. So don’t think you even stand a chance. You’re not a bitch.” Kitty grabbed Annabelle’s small ass through the pencil skirt and squeezed it tightly making her moan against her will. The poor thing was so shocked by the assault that her tongue was still tied. And to her great dismay, Kitty’s arrogant behavior was like catnip for her pussy. When she mentioned of all those previous women kneeling at her feet Annabelle sensed a strong throb in her clit. All of her previous defiances was slipping out of her gasp. The shame was clearly etched on her face even if she couldn’t see it.

“Do you know what you are?” Kitty kept licking her neck and was slowly, so very slowly hiking her skirt. How could that humiliation turn her on so much? “You’re a little brat who is desperate to be punished.” Annabelle groaned loudly as Kitty’s teeth sank in her earlobe. “Tell yourself whatever you want but I know you. You secretly hope that some day Evan will not be able to take it and that he will finally discipline your ass as you deserve.”

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Review of A Maid’s Tale: Trying To Keep My Green Card by Lexie Syrah

Author: Lexie Syrah

Genre: BDSM Erotica, Cuckquean

My rating: 5 out of 5

Amazon link: http://amzn.to/2jN7M1R

Blurb: What will an innocent 19 year old Guatemalan maid do when she’s caught stealing and threatened with deportation? Absolutely anything that the Master of the house and his wife desire! Spankings and humiliation will abound as this young woman is tormented, but she has a secret: she desperately craves their commands. As the teasing and punishments push her to the limit of her willpower, she asks for the one thing that she’s never asked anyone before: for the Master to be her first.