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Kinky Scenes

Novel By: Desiree Addams
Erotica



Not really a novel (yet). Trying to figure out a story to weave around them. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 2, 2010    Reads: 10,539    Comments: 9    Likes: 8   


The Outing

Walking through the store I feel the flimsy fabric of my skirt swishing against my bare ass, well almost bare ass. I slipped on a thong just to be safe. It's windy today and I was afraid that the skirt you'd chosen for me might blow too far upward, exposing me.

I continue on my way again feeling the fabric from the short, black skirt brush my cheeks. It's then I remember your instructions for the day.

You may do as you wish but be home at 3:00 pm no later. I've laid out your

clothes for you, notice there are no panties. Keep it that way. You are not

allowed to wear them today. Go shopping, relax, have fun but remember

to always obey me. I will be checking on you.

I think to myself I'll just ditch the panties before I get back home. He'll be none the wiser. Really I should know better, but I figure that this time I've pulled a fast one. Lost in thought I gaze languidly at the beautiful dresses before me imagining what each would look like on me and the pleasure they would bring to you seeing me in them.

Suddenly, my cell rings. I pick it up and see that it is you calling me. I hesitate for a moment realizing that you will demand the truth of me. I flip open the receiver. "Good afternoon, Master. How may I be of service to you today?" Remembering always to answer the way you'd taught me. I tried before to get away with just calling you Sir before and leaving out the question you'd always taught me to ask over the phone because I was in public. Your reprimand later reminded me that I should always do as I was told.

"Good afternoon slave. Have you been a good girl?" The tone in your voice tells me that you know something, but what I do not know.

Licking my lips I try desperately to moisten them, the fear of your punishment for my transgression coming to the forefront of my mind. "Y-yes, Master. W-why do you ask?" My mouth is parched. I know that tone.

You sigh deeply, your annoyance at my answer quite evident. "Have you obeyed me?" The crack from the paddle hitting against your palm reaches my ears. Smack, smack, smack...

I tremble. My hesitation telling you that I know I've been bad. "N-no Master. B-but…I…I…" I now know I've been discovered. But how? How could you possibly know that I have the thong on except for the fact that I hesitate in responding.

"There are no buts except for the crack of my paddle on yours. You will come home now and be punished." Again I hear the crack of the paddle against your palms as you smack it hard letting me know that soon I will feel that on my bare ass.

"Please, Master. Don't I promise I will…"

"Hush now. You know the consequences for disobeying me. We've been over this before. Begging and pleading to get out of your punishment only serves to make it harder on you. But if that's what you wish I will happily oblige." You fall silent for a moment. I hear your heavy breathing on the other end of the line.

Feeling your disapproval I ask shyly, "Permission to ask a question Master?"

A few more loud cracks of the paddle deafen my ears. "Granted slave."

"What have I done Master? How have I disobeyed you?" I ask sheepishly knowing full well what it is that I've done. I sniffle and whimper trying to gain your sympathy still hoping that you have not caught the transgression and that you are just joking.

"You are wearing panties when I told you not to. But you already know that now don't you?" More smacks from the paddle echo through the phone.

I'm speechless. I wonder how in the world you could possibly know that I have panties on. Are you psychic? My mind races trying to come up with an excuse knowing that the windy day will not suffice. My cheeks clinch already imagining the punishing blows that you will inflict on them when I get home.

Finally able to formulate speech I ask, "B-but how…"

You cut me off short. "There is a thin, flexible tracking wire in that pair of panties. It responds to body heat and transmits a signal back to me. You have disobeyed my direct order. What do you have to say for yourself?" You fall silent waiting for my response.

"Yes, Master. I have disobeyed you. Please forgive me." I want to offer an excuse but nothing comes out. I know you will accept none from me.

"Get home now. Apparently, you are in need of some serious correction. Do you understand me?" The sound of the smacking paddle makes me quiver harder.

I acknowledge your question and close the phone receiver. My legs shaking, I walk out of the store. I know I'm in for it now. I should've known you'd have some way of tracking whether or not I'd been obedient. I wish now that I'd just listened. But it's too late.

Quickly I walk out to the car and get in. I fumble for the keys, my hands shaking. Just as I get the ignition started the phone rings again. It's you.

Without even a hello you start. "I have further instructions for you. Listen carefully unless you want more than what you already have coming." You're stern and commanding. "When you get to the front door I want you to strip. No clothing on what so ever. Leave them by the door. You will collect them later. When you enter I want you to come to me in the dungeon and present yourself for punishment. Understood?" The sound of the paddle accentuates your words.

"Yes, Master. I understand." I'm pouting now, which I'm sure you can hear. It does no good. You gave a command and I didn't obey it. A strict punishment is all but certain.

"Very well slave. Get home immediately. I'm timing you so don't dawdle. Good bye for now." The phone goes dead. I place it on the seat beside me and head for home.

The drive seems to have gone faster than I remember it. I know it has to be because of what I know I have coming. Once out of the car I close the door and walk up to the porch. I hate it when you make me take off all my clothes at the door. But you know that. Though arousing, I'm always afraid I'm going to be seen even though we live in a secluded area.

I stand at the door and slowly do as I was told. I know you're waiting for me. After removing my clothes I pile them neatly on the porch and enter the house. Tiptoeing I try to decide if I want to try to hide from you or if I should just do as I was told.

"No you don't! Get down here now! I hear you. Don't you dare try to hide from me."

Damn! Sometimes I think you have radar or something. Can't get away with anything. But then again that's why I came to you, for training.

Throat parched I acknowledge you and walk to the dungeon. My feet feel like lead, my breathing is labored and my mouth is dry. I arrive at the dungeon entrance and stop.

"Very good. I see you have removed your clothing." I freeze when I see you there sitting

on the dungeon throne.

The look on your face makes me shiver. Your mouth is curled in a sadistic smirk and your body language tells me that I'd better make haste to do as I was told. I see the bulge in your pants. You've been waiting for me. The images of my coming punishment have been running rampant in your mind.

Slowly I move toward you. You stare back at me not letting me divert from your gaze. When I get to where you're sitting I kneel at your feet, my eyes and head down. I dread the next few moments, waiting for my punishment.

Your hand reaches down and grabs my hair pulling back. "Look at me slave." I divert my gaze from the floor to your eyes. Heat pools between my thighs and my cheeks quiver. "Why are you being punished?"

I swallow hard. "I disobeyed you Master. I wore panties when you told me not to." My voice cracks and shakes. You stroke my face with your free hand still holding my head back with the other.

Your features soften but retain the air of sadistic pleasure that you will receive from punishing me. "That's right. You disobeyed me. What does that mean slave?"

I squirm under your firm grip and unrelenting glare. Out of the corner of my eye I see

your cock pushing hard against your jeans screaming for release. My nipples tighten. "That means I must be punished Master." The words fall quickly from my lips.

"And do you deserve this punishment?"

"Yes, Master I deserve this punishment." I still can't believe that I'm even saying these words let alone becoming more aroused but frightened at the same time.

"Glad you agree. But even if you didn't it would be of no consequence. You have a paddling coming and that you're going to get."

I stare up at you attempting the pouting innocent look, but you're not buying it. I want to speak but know better. I feel your grip loosen on my hair. Goosebumps rise all over my naked, kneeling form and my skin flushes.

"Go get your collar and leash." You point toward the wall where they hang and continue, "Then go get the plastic heart paddle…the one with the heart-shaped holes and bring them all here to me."

I rise from my position and slowly move toward the wall where my collar and leash hang. I take them from the wall and look back over my shoulder at you. You motion for me to move quickly and do as I was told. I grasp them in my hand dreading the next item you've told me to get, the plastic paddle with the heart-shaped holes in it. It stings bad and leaves those heart-shaped welts and bruises. I have trouble sitting for days. I meander even slower to the counter where you've placed it.

A heavy sigh escapes your throat. "You're only making it worse. You best hurry up and bring me what I told you to. Dawdling will only earn you more swats and harder ones."

Knowing you mean business, I pick up the pace grabbing the paddle from the counter. My stomach is in knots and my cheeks begin to quiver seeing you sitting on the throne waiting for me. The look on your face and the sadistic twinkle in your eye tells me that my ass will be hurting in short order. I reach where you're sitting and fall back into position kneeling before you.

Your breathing is rhythmic and heavy. Your hand strokes my head. "Look up at me." I lift my head staring up at you. You reach down and take the collar from my hand and buckle it around my neck. "Hand me your leash." With a trembling hand I give you my leash as ordered and you clasp it to the ring on my collar. You lean down and take the paddle from my other hand. "Kiss the paddle and thank me for your punishment."

I swallow hard staring up at you for a moment. Your eyes narrow. Quickly I kiss the paddle, forgetting to thank you.

"How quickly you forget. A little reinforcement should help that." It's then that I remember. I blurt out the words but you'll have none of it. "Turn around, on all fours, ass in the air. Now! You've disobeyed me. You will thank me for your punishment."

I scramble into position clinching my cheeks. Three sharp punishing blows blister my cheeks. I jump and cry out. "Now then pet…" You bring the paddle down to my face. "Kiss it and thank me for your punishment."

Tentatively, I purse my lips kissing the side of the paddle that just blistered me good. I can tell because it's still warm. "Thank you Master for my punishment."

You circle around me like a wild cat tapping the paddle against your leg. Your tone is softer but full of intent. "You've been a very bad girl today pet." You fall silent for a moment. A few more swats rain down quickly on my upturned stinging ass. I shake and tighten my backside some more wanting desperately to reach around and rub the sting away. But I know better. The pain from your sharp discipline and the humiliation of my position makes me wetter. My clit hardens and throbs.

I breathe in a deep sigh of relief thinking that maybe you're done. You recognize that sigh. "Don't relax yet pet. You're not done." I tremble and shake. "Crawl away from the throne until I tell you to stop." My leash jerks and I move forward. My ass is burning and I'm wondering what is coming next. "Stop. That is fine. Now turn around and stay."

You grab my leash pulling on it. "Crawl to me." Dutifully, I crawl to you and stop at your feet waiting for further instructions. "Now take off my pants. Use only your mouth. No hands."

I don't know how I'm going to do this. Slowly I rise to my knees and brace my hands on your thighs leaning in to mouth the button on your pants. This is harder than I thought, but you're not letting me off the hook. From out of nowhere your flogger hits my ass. I didn't see you get that. Where did that come from?

"You will stay here until you do this. Keep working." Again the flogger hits me stinging my ass and back. It's my incentive to work harder. I whimper at your crotch with each blow of the flogger. Your cock pulses harder. You love my screams and whimpers of pain. My nipples tighten further seeing your reaction and my clit throbs harder. I become wetter.

Finally I get your pants open, but there's still the zipper. I grasp it between my teeth and pull but it doesn't budge. Again the flogger hits me. I squirm and moan looking up at you from my position. You grin and stroke my head with your free hand. "Be a good girl now and pull that zipper down."

After much trying I grasp the zipper bringing it down with me as I sink down further onto my knees. "Now my underwear pet. Use only your teeth. No hands."

Slowly I rise back up and wrap my lips around the elastic. I got a good grip this time, your underwear comes down with me on the first try and your cock brushes my face. I tense knowing what's coming next.

You grab my hair and pull back. "Suck your Master now. Do it good. I'm going to cum down your throat." I open my mouth as you shove your cock passed my anxious lips. My ass is burning and trembling. I know that this is not the end of it but merely the beginning.

You hold my head forcing it up and down your hard shaft. You pull out of my mouth. "Very good pet. Now lick me like a lollipop up and down my cock." I stick out my tongue and lick your cock pressing against it with as much of my tongue as possible. I want to please you. "Now give me suction…Suck my cock and head. I want to feel your mouth." I suck hard, the smacking sounds resonate across the dungeon as I suck and release your throbbing head.

"Now stick your tongue in the hole and taste your Master." I snake my tongue out obediently and lick the precum from your cock. I tongue the hole hearing your moans of pleasure. You grab my hair again and pull back. "Lick my balls now." I slather your balls with my wet tongue as you guide my head and continue your instructions to me on how to pleasure you. My jaw is getting sore but you don't let up.

You grasp your hard cock and beat my face with it. "Open. Suck your Master's cock and take his cum. You've been a bad girl." I'm squirming and moaning around your cock. You know I'm hot and want desperately to cum. "No pet. Not yet. You must hold back. You've been very bad. You can't cum yet."

I groan around your cock. Your grip tightens as your balls harden. You're ready to cum. You grasp my head harder and push down. "Take my cock pet. Suck it good. I'm going to cum. Then you will clean me with your tongue."

I struggle a bit as I feel the first pulses of your cock. I know it will be a big load and I will have to swallow it all. You hold me firmly in place as I whimper around you. I feel the vein on the underside of your cock pulse and your grip increase. "Stay girl. Swallow all I have for you. You're not allowed to get up until you take it all and lick me clean."

I try to beg for mercy with my eyes. You stare back at me with the no way stare you are taking it all now. I squirm more under your firm power and grip. Your cock thrusts in and out of my mouth hard as you shoot your hot cum down my throat holding me in place. I struggle and cry out around your cock, but you hold me still making me take all that you give.

When you're done you give the command, "Lick me….clean your Master." Though my jaw and my knees are sore, I obey you. I lick the cum from your cock and balls. "Good girl but you still have more punishment coming." You sit down on the throne and pat your thighs. I know what that means. You're going to spank me with your bare hand and that really hurts. "Now pet over my knees. Assume the position."

I shake as I rise to place myself over your knees. My ass already burns, the bruises and welts from the paddle now forming. My hands start to slide back to cover me, but I stop myself before they get there. If I had it would've been worse for me. As a slowly drape myself over your lap, I whimper as I feel one strong arm anchor across my upper back pulling me in tight.

"Grab my leg and hold on pet. Your ass is going to really hurt." Your cock again hardens as I squirm on your lap responding to your command. Tears fall from my eyes and I sniffle a bit. "You disobeyed a direct order. You need to feel the consequences of your disobedience."

I wriggle harder trying to slide from your lap. A really hard smack lands on my vulnerable cheek. I sob and moan.

"Spread your legs for me." Obediently, I spread my legs as your hand runs between my cheeks and into my pussy. "You're wet. Very nice. Be glad you didn't pleasure yourself without my permission. I would've known." You flick my clit making me squirm harder. "Mmm…I love it when you squirm, makes me hard. I'm going to really blister your pretty little ass now."

Your one arm tightens around my upper back holding me firmer in place. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack… You blister my already hurting cheeks. I wriggle and cry out. I beg for mercy. None is coming. More hard smacks sting my ass. I've lost count. I sob and moan holding on to your leg. My ass is on fire.

You let me up to kneel at your feet. Again you pat your thighs. "Come up here and sit on my lap." Oh god I hate when you do this. My ass is stinging so hard and throbbing, but you know that. Knowing I'd better do it quickly or else I perch myself on your lap trying to use my hands to hold myself off your legs. "No girl. Sit. Do not try that again or I will whip your ass again. Understood?"

Through sobbing breaths I answer you. "Yes, Master." I remove my hands and sit squarely on my hurting ass. I wince. Your cock again throbs against my reddened ass. Disciplining me brings you much pleasure.

"You know even if you please me I will spank you. Just for my pleasure. It is my prerogative as your master." My ass clinches at your words but I realize that that is your right. My pussy drips. I love your firm power and your swift and decisive discipline. Though it hurts, it brings us both ultimate pleasure.

"Now get up and bend over the spanking bench. I'm going to thrash your tight hole with my thin belt. Then I'm going to ass fuck you."

I rise from your lap and bend over the spanking bench as commanded. You strap me down to keep me from going anywhere. I shiver. I feel your hands spread me. "Open your legs more. Your asshole needs to be exposed." I open my legs and you secure them to the bottom legs of the bench.

I hear your foot steps recede and come back. You part my cheeks without a sound and insert something into my anus. Buzz, shock, buzz….oh god! it's the anal punisher. And you've upped the shock and buzz. I twist and moan. "Oh, Master please! not the punisher please!" I screech. A quick thrash of your thin belt welts my exposed hole and the device goes off again.

I cry out and beg for mercy but you only repeat the punishment. My asshole is hurting, throbbing and stinging. It hurts a lot but feels good but I have to get passed the pain first.

"No mercy for the bad girl. You will learn now won't you?" Again the thrashes hit my vulnerable hole and the device springs into action. I scream and cry.

"Open up." From nowhere you produce a gag and slide it into my mouth. "Since you can't be quiet, I have to gag you."

The gag slides in muffling my screams. I squirm knowing that you have more punishment planed for me. "My bad girl knows that I have more coming. Good…"

More thrashes hit my vulnerable hole. I screech around the gag. twist and moan…

"Your hole looks ready for more punishment pet." I feel the heat from your body press against my backside. I quiver. I know that you're going to ass fuck me in short order. I squeal around the gag and struggle. You place your hands on my shoulder and speak into my ear. "Quiet now pet. Your Master is going to fuck your ass. No need to struggle."

I slowly quiet down knowing that you will do as you wish. I feel you part my cheeks and thrust hard into my ass. I jump and moan around the gag. I can feel your pleasure at my helplessness. My asshole constricts around you. You thrust harder. It hurts and burns bringing us both more pleasure.

Soon you're thrusting hard and fast holding my cheeks wide apart. I groan and moan feeling the pain and pleasure of your hard cock punishing my hole. Soon you fill me with your full load plunging your cock up my hurting ass. Your salty cum stinging me more. I fall exhausted into a crumpled heap with your cock still pulsing in my ass….

I feel you pull out. "Open girl. Clean your Master." Meekly I open my mouth and feel you stick your cock inside. I clean you well licking your cock and balls with my already exhausted tongue.

"Good girl." You stroke my hair. "Very good girl. You've done very well. Next time you will service my ass."

I whimper knowing that you have full control. I love serving you, but I don't know exactly how good I will be at serving your next command….





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