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Over His Knees & Other Tales of Female Submission
by Jay Lawrence
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: Here is another dazzling, deliciously sexy short collection from the pen of the woman whose erotica Fallen Angel Reviews hails as "First rate!" In addition to the title story, you will find stories about female submissives like "Your Slut," "Miss June," "My Fantasies I" and others.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: August 2010
 
3 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [62 KB]
Words: 11877
Reading time: 33-47 min.
YOUR SLUT
For K, with love
It's a beautiful spring morning and I've just finished getting dressed. I'm sitting on a hard wooden chair, very upright and proper, although my thoughts are anything but politically correct. I take a sip of tepid tea -- it has almost gone cold as I became distracted with the pleasurable ritual of getting dressed. Getting dressed is something ladies stopped doing around the 1960s. How sad. Modern woman usually denies herself the erotic fetish of fashioning herself just so to appeal to the man in her life. Getting dressed is all-day foreplay.
I take another sip of tea, sit up straight, pushing my breasts out so they fill the rather too-tight bra I am wearing. I'm in a dress, of course, nothing overt, really just a flowery summer frock. But it states what I am, heavily cinched at the waist with a broad black belt, the skirt unbuttoned a little to expose one sheer-stockinged knee. And my shoes, my dear, are open-toed and have thin high heels. I am perfumed, red-lipsticked, earringed and braceleted. I am your neo-retro upscale all-day slut. Do you want to put this delightful anachronism across your knees when you come home from work? Do you want to be my demi-god, the one who sets me limits and instructs me to get on all fours and pray? What should I beg for? I'll tell you. Cock.
I'm squirming slightly over the hard wooden seat of my chair because you've had your fingers in my ass. You're training me, slowly, to open up and finally take your cock. I love the sense of tenderness I can feel in the rim of my ass. You've been somewhere you shouldn't have been and I let you go there, like a whore, needing you to cross that final boundary and make me yours, completely. I want to give you my ass to fuck.
I'm so incredibly horny. This happens all the time. You go off to your day job and I pass the hours dreaming of your beautiful thick hard cock. Last night you bound my wrists and made me kneel on the sofa, my ass in the air, a slut waiting to be taken. You spanked me hard, making me hot and red, my scarlet cheeks wriggling and quivering beneath the hardness of your hand, making me sting and squeal. First with my skimpy lace panties on and then you tugged them down to my knees and continued on the bare. Strong, sharp slaps that made me soaking wet, made my cunt drip and crave your cock. And you made me beg for it.
My tea has gone quite cold as I write this, sitting at my desk, my well-chastised bottom encased in fine flowery cloth. All I want is to be your whore, so pretty and even demure on the outside. But inside... Take my legs and push them up over my head and fuck me deep and hard and fast. Fuck me until I can't breathe. Shaft me with your beautiful cock until I can't take any more and then fuck me some more. Don't take no for an answer. You know I want it. I can't wait for tonight....
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