Showing posts with label spanking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spanking. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Have a Fantasy Encounter with @SuzyAyers


A few weeks ago Suzy Ayers released a sequel to her book Fantasy Encounters with a DomFantasy Encounters…Further Explorations takes us deeper into the lives of Keira and Tim after being trained by a D/s couple in the UK, Jarred and Carrie.

Blurb (different than Amazon)

Fantasy Encounters…Further Explorations

Follow along with Keira and Tim’s on their journey as a married D/s couple. Married for over ten years and on the brink of depression, alcoholism and divorce, they instead took their relationship to new heights. They began learning the BDSM lifestyle with the help of a Dom/sub, Jarred and Carrie from the UK.

In this sequel, Keira learns her not so frugal ways will get her into trouble, and she is given more than a verbal warning. They’ve been struggling with the idea of an open relationship; however Keira was not prepared for Tim’s reaction.

Keira receives a Christmas Present that she would’ve never imagined was allowed from her macho man husband, in “Keira’s Christmas Present”. It makes her wonder what other secrets her husband may be hiding.

Keira also learns that a honeymoon is always better when sharing with new friends in “Second Honeymoon”. She wonders what she has awakened within Tim, and who will be returning from the beachy island.

This book can be read as a stand alone; however it is the sequel to Fantasy Encounter with a Dom. Both are books for Adults and contain BDSM themes.  Here's a little excerpt from Fantasy Encounters... Further Explorations:



He was sitting in the living room with a sour look on his face. Like a sullen child Keira quickly babbled out her excuses, when she knew there weren’t any. She’d never spent like this before, she’d always been the responsible one—the saver.

“Hands out,” he held a strap.

“What?” Keira almost whimpered out the word. She’d seen women have their hands
hit before and was not looking forward to it.

Thwamp!

Keira screeched and pulled her hands away, rubbing them, his mere expression had her return them and endure the five more per hand.

“That is for the total cost of the day. Now a spanking for doing something we have already discussed.”

“Yes, sir.” Keira dropped her head.



Suzy Ayers is an Amazon Bestselling Author for multiple titles; both of her fantasy books: Sara's Awakening and Miranda's Amulet in Metaphysical/ Visionary, as well as Fantasy Encounter with a Dom in erotic fiction and Erotic Fantasies in single author and women's fiction.

Her main focus is Romance, which crosses many genres including: Erotica, Fantasy and Paranormal. Her short stories and books twist into happily-for-now or happily-ever-after's Suzy attempts to write in a manner that pulls you into the erotic event and paints an explicit scene of lust and passion. Her purpose of expressing it in this manner is that she believes that sex and love are intertwined and are healthy expressions of the human heart. To her imperfections and flawed characters are beautiful.

Want to know more?
Check out my interview with Suzy, or her FacebookTwitterBlog/Website and Goodreads account. Of course, you can also find her on AmazonSmashwords, and Barnes & Nobles.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Up Against the Wall

You’re naked on the bed looking at me me, waiting for my instructions.  “I want you to turn around, lean your arms against the wall, thrust out ass out, and spread your legs.”


You’re a good girl, and you position yourself up against the wall just as I commanded. I crawled up behind and meet you.  My hand drops between your legs as I inspect you like livestock, feeling your lips, slipping my finger between them, seeing how wet you are, how hard your clit is. I bring my hand up from the front of your cunt over your lips, past your hole, past your taint, rubbing over your ass and then up and out of your crack.


I bring my hand down and spank your cheek once, hard. Then I spank the other cheek, and I go back and forth until there's red handprints on your skin. Watching your ass wiggle as I do this, hearing you moan and whimper, only encourages me.


I take my hand and check your cunt again, it is soaked now, and I'm pleased with your reaction, such a good sex toy you’re becoming. I lean against you, you can feel the heat of my chest on your back and my breath moist on your ears. "You're ready now my slut, aren't you?"


"Yes!  And your slut need your cock Sir."


I take my cock in my hand and run in between your lips. I can feel the head get coated in your juices as I enjoy teasing your clit. Between the precum leaking out of me and your slickness, I'm ready to fuck you hard. When I position my head at your entrance, you wiggle your ass, trying to get me into you, but I just slide the tip in.


I lean forward and my hands reach around you. With one hand I surround your neck, with the other I grab your breast. When I have a good hold on you I push in hard and fast, and you moan like a porn star, encouraging my rough play.


I pull you back against my chest, and your hands are still flat against the wall. "Play with your clit for me like a good slut." The words are hisses in your ear and you know better than to disobey.


God every time I slam into your pussy your whole ass shakes, and I'm sure that you can feel the residual stings from the spanking I gave you. I tighten my hand around your throat as your fingers make their way to your clit and soon you're rubbing yourself with a deep desire.


As I push hard into your pussy I feel it quivering around me, and I need more. My hand leaves your breast and travels to your back. I scoop up your long hair in my fist and pull your head backwards. Now I can see over your shoulder, and I can watch your breasts sway and slap as I fuck you so hard your whole body shakes with each thrust.


I bite at your earlobe and say, "Cum now." It's not a suggestion and your fingers rub with more of a purpose then before. It only takes a few seconds before you're moaning and cuming on my cock. Your whole body is shaking and trying to fight the grip of my hands, but I hold onto you tight and you just buck against me.


As soon as your orgasm ends and you are at your weakest, I let go of you and toss you to the mattress. You fall off of me and I guide you up on all fours facing me. My hand goes back into your hair and I pull your head up. "Open wide my slut." And your mouth opens and I slide my cock into you, and before you know it I'm fucking your face before you even had a chance to recover your breath from your orgasm.


My hand lets go of your hair and moves to the back of your head.  As I thrust into your mouth I’m also pushing you onto my cock.  You’re drooling on me as fuck your face, using your hole for my pleasure.  I push deep into your mouth, past the entrance of your throat and downwards until your nose is pushed against my stomach.  I hold your head there, letting you feel my cock pulse inside of you before sliding out and letting you get some air.


I lift up your chin and look at your face.  Drool is glistening on your cheeks while your eyes and cheeks are wet with tears.  Your makeup is a mess but you’re smiling as you pant, trying to catch your breath.  “You’re becoming the perfect little cock slut, you know that?”


You nod in agreement and open your mouth as if asking for more.  I’m happy to comply as I slide my cock all the way down your throat in one long push.  You move your hands so that they are grabbing my ass and you use me as leverage to pull yourself even further onto my cock and I didn’t even think that was possible.


No longer needing to fuck your face since you’re doing it for me, my hands are free to explore your luscious body.  I lean down and my hands grab your breasts, squeezing them, tweaking the nipples, tugging on them roughly.  You moan, sending vibrations down the length of my shaft and this only encourages me to continue my painful play.


Your fingers are digging into my ass cheeks as you first pull yourself all the way onto my cock, and then push yourself off of me.  I look down at you, smiling as you look up with those puppy dog eyes you get when you’re in complete submission mode.  God you’re such a good toy, so eager to please me, and I can’t help but want to reward my slut.


Letting go of your breasts I lean forward and my finger slides down the crack of your ass.  I go further until I find your drenched pussy and shove a finger deep into you.  Your whole body jumps as I invade your cunt, but you manage not to touch my cock with your teeth, and I’m impressed with your self control.


When my finger is sufficiently coated in your juices I slide back out and move to your puckered asshole.  As I place the tip of my finger over it I can feel that it is opening and closing under me.  You’re trying to relax, to prepare yourself and I reward you by pushing into you.  It takes a second but I feel the muscles relax and then accept my finger as I push in as deep as I can.  When I get all the way in, your sphincter clenches around my digit as if to feel it’s girth.


Now I start fucking you again, and as my finger pulls out my cock slides into your mouth.  And then my cock slides out of your mouth and my finger pushes back into your ass.  Back and forth I go, sliding in and out of you as you moan and squirm at my touch.  All the while you’re looking up at my face, waiting for me to look into your eyes.


“Cum for me again my slut,” As the words leave my mouth, your hand leaves my ass and a questioning look flashes across your eyes.  “Yes, you may play with your clit.”  With permission your fingers slip between your legs and you begin furiously rubbing your clit.  I start pumping in and out of your mouth and throat faster and faster, trying to match the movements of your fingertips.


Your face is a mess as your eyes continually tear, and your drool cascades down your chin onto your swaying breasts.  Your moans are becoming louder and more abundant as your hand clenches around my ass.


A moment later and you’re cumming hard for me, like a good slut should.  I’m impressed because even as your body shakes, even as you spasm, your eyes are locked on mine as if you know that your pleasure means nothing if it doesn’t bring me any joy.  But you can see the crinkles in the corner of my eyes as you know that I’m smiling at how good you’re doing tonight.


As your orgasm subsides I place my hand on the back of your head and guide you to your knees.  Your are able to sit there without any additional support and I’m able to let go of you.  I slide my cock out of your mouth and you gasp for air.  Your hand flies to my cock to pump me.  When you can finally speak again you ask timidly, “Did I earn your cum, Sir?  I really want to feel it on my body.”


“Yes my slut, you’ve been a good girl, make me cum all over you.”


You fist starts pumping faster and faster as your other hand moves to my balls.  You can feel them tighten up under your fingertips and that only encourages you to tighten your fist as you pump me.  I lean forward, my hand resting on your shoulder as I try to maintain control of my body.  But you don’t want that and instead make one last request, “Paint my face and tits, Sir.”


A stroke or two later and you feel my cock start to throb and you begin to aim the tip so that the the first jets of my hot cum will coat your cheeks.  You’re a brave girl and you keep your eyes open and looking into mine as start to cum.  The first shot lands hot and sticky on your right cheek and between blasts you re aim so that the next one hits your left cheek.  As soon as that one lands you’re moving me again and the next few blasts land on your voluptuous breasts.  They look impossibly white against your pale skin.


When I finish cumming your hands move to your breasts immediately as you rub my cum into your skin.  “Thank you, Sir.  I love it when you mark me as your cum slut.”

I reach down and scoop some cum off your cheek and feed it to you.  “You’re welcome baby.  I love rewarding my girl when she’s been especially good.”  I lean down and kiss you softly as you continue to play with your tits.  We both know it’s time for you to go to work, and you can’t wait to put on your bra and head out the door, your chest covered in my cum for the whole day ahead.

Enjoy the story? Make sure you check out the others available free on this blog. Looking for more? Then check out my stores on Amazon, Smashwords, B&N, or iTunes. And don't forget to follow for more stories. I also post on Tumblr, so don't forget to follow me there. And as always, comments are appreciated!

Monday, July 13, 2015

Saving Lady J by @SuzyAyers Releases on July 14th!

Today I'm excited to give you a little preview of Suzy Ayers' newest erotic tale, Saving Lady J.  It's looking to be an extremely hot and dark fantasy, perfect if that's what you're craving.  Here's a little synopsis of what it's about:




Saturday, March 22, 2014

#SatSpanks Part 6 - Punishment

Six weeks ago I started building up your Anticipation, and that's really the best place to start.  However, it has been six weeks, and you've been such a good girl, coming back time and time again, wanting to know more about your fate.  You've wanted to feel the sting of my hand, bent over my knee, back arched because of how I'm pulling your hair, your hand grabbing my thigh.  Welcome to Saturday Spanks...

Saturday, March 15, 2014

#SatSpanks Part 5 - Soothing Nerves

What started with a little bit of Anticipation, now we are on part five.  Bent over my knee, waiting for your punishment you are nervous, and I soothe you before we begin in earnest.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

#SatSpanks Part 4 - Preparedness

A few weeks ago I started a series on Saturday Spankings Blog Hop with Anticipation.  It is really the best place to start so if you're new here, I recommend clicking the link and going back to the beginning.  If you are ready to proceed, well it's time to get you prepared...

Saturday, March 1, 2014

#SatSpanks Part 3 - In Position

I'm so glad to be apart of this blog hop for the past few weeks.  It's been such a wonderful time and I'm really enjoying getting to see the reaction to each part of this series.  We started two weeks ago with Anticipation, and that's really the best place to start.  But after the slow burn last week, it's time to move on and get you in position...

Saturday, February 22, 2014

#SatSpanks Part 2 - Slow Burn

Last week I gave you a little taste of my story that I'm writing for you Saturday Spankings fans.  This week I turn up the flames on this slow burn.


Saturday, February 15, 2014

Return to #SatSpanks: Part 1 - Anticipation

It's been a while since I've been part of Saturday Spanking Blog Hop, however, that's about to change.  I've got a special treat that's just for this blog hop.  Using the rules of the blog hop, short excerpts, I'll be crafting a hot story of spankings.  Today we're starting with a bit of anticipation...

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Tied & Humiliated: A Fantasy

You stand there completely nude, your mind is focused on how naked you are, how exposed.  You feel your heart beat in your chest as I observe you.  Your whole body language screams to the world that you are ashamed of physical presence.  You lean head down and stare at the floor.  It is as if you thought that by not maintaining eye contact you would disappear.  Instead it makes me angry.

You are aware of how I am circling your body, staring at your breasts, your ass, your stomach, your thighs.  I can see on your face you are imagining me judging your body.  There are tears forming in your eyes as you mentally break under my gaze. 

I walk behind you and you anticipate my return to your peripheral vision.  Instead of continuing, I surprise you, spanking your ass hard, making you lift your head up quickly, a startled scream escaping from your lips.  My hand comes down harder the second time as I spank you again on the other cheek, making you jump as you try not to yelp in pain.  When my hand connects with your ass cheek a third time I am focused on your body.  I watch as your body jiggles, your breasts heave, your ass vibrates as it reddens.

You look fantastic.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Sub-Servant

I had been driving for a while now, the sun had previously set hours earlier, but I had yet to get to my destination.  Florida was such a long state and no matter how long I was driving for, I didn’t feel like I was making any headway.  Worse than that, my tummy was beginning to growl and I really needed to eat something great, even late.  Luckily I was about to hit a big college town where there would surely be something that would fit the bill.

As I drove into town I decided to pass the first few spots because either I wasn’t lovin’ it, or I wanted to go where taste really ruled.  Finally I saw the bright yellow sign that was my hero and pulled into the parking lot.  I opened the door, avoided the puddle of spilled soda and the wrappers drifting in the light breeze, and I headed to the door.

As I walked in, it immediately struck me that the place was empty, except for the college student behind the counter.  Ignoring her, I walked towards the bathroom and opened the door.  I needed a pit stop almost as much as I needed some nourishment and standing in front of the urinal I felt the relaxation only a good wiz can provide.  I did my business, washed my hands and then headed back out into the dining room.

As I emerged into the room, I noticed that the girl from behind the counter was locking the door.  Clearing my throat I said, “Hi, are you closing up?”

Without giving me a glance she said, “Yep, but since you’ve made it in before we locked the doors, you’ll be our last customer.”

“Great!” I said walking towards the counter.  “I’m starving, been driving for hours.”  I raised my eyes to the large lighted panels that they used as a menu.  As I tried to decide on what I wanted, the girl walked around and got in position behind the counter.

“Hi, I’m Ashley and I’ll be your sandwich sculptor today.  How can I help you?”  Despite the late hour she said her line with exuberance.

I continued to stare at the menu while I said, “I’ll get the Melt.”

“Yum!  The melt is one of my favs!  I like it nice and gooey, do you?”

I wasn’t really paying attention to her as she spoke and just said, “Yeah.”  Pausing a moment, my eyes moved over to the roll choices.  “I’ll get that on the six inch wheat.”

Ashley turned around and pulled a tray off the rack.  “At this late hour, I’m gonna make your six inch a footlong.”

Saturday, September 28, 2013

#SatSpanks Blog Hop: Playful Punishments

Hi Everyone!  This is my first time in the Saturday Spanks Blog Hop and I'm excited to be a part of this great event.

This week I released my spanking book Playful Punishments.  It's an anthology of three stories, all having to do with spanking!  I've chosen a snippet from Punishment for Being Lazy.

I build up a steady rhythm as you continue to count higher and higher. As I lift up my hand I can see a red print outlining where it landed. It only takes a second before the red mark fades into the bright red patch that is covering your entire ass. "Twenty."

My hand rubs your cheeks, trying to soothe them. You are being a good girl taking your punishment so well. Then I notice that your bright red panties have an obvious damp spot. "Is this turning you on? Are you my little pain slut?"


Your face is red from embarrassment as you say "Yes."

Well I hope you liked that little tease!  The entire story is available now at Smashwords and Amazon for only 99 cents!  Check it out and the other two stories, Office Discipline and Red, White, and You.

While you're at Amazon, please download a copy of Teased & Pleased: An Erotic Anthology.  It is currently free until tomorrow, 9/29/2013.  It's been doing great and I'm excited to see how high on the Amazon charts it can get.  While there are no spanking stories, there are quite a few stories that are involve power play, romance, and sex.  Worth the asking price. :)

When you're done here, please make sure you check out the other posts in this #SatSpanks Blog Hop.


Thursday, September 5, 2013

Experiencing a Perfect Reality

Leica’s heart pounded in her chest as she sat there waiting.  She was being a good girl, sitting on her knees, wearing some skimpy black lingerie.  She always felt sexy in the outfit.  Between the shiny vinyl on the cups and sheer material making up the body of the garment, it showed off so much, and yet hid just enough.  Of course, she also was wearing the matching black g-string.  Leica was a good girl, and after a week of planning, she was eagerly awaiting her treat.

She was so horny, sitting there, waiting, that she became hyper-aware of everything in the room.  The light was dim yet it was bright enough to see.  The floor and walls were concrete and above her head were rusty supports with water dripping off them.  She could hear the soft dripping of water echo through the space while she waited.  She couldn't help but commend them for picking such an unlikely location for their tryst.

She was also aware of her body like she had never been aware of it before.  Her heart pumped wildly in her chest.  Her nipples were hard and trying to poke through the vinyl material.  Her breasts felt heavy as they hung down, unsupported.  Her knees ached on the hard surface of the floor and her pussy was flooded with anticipation of what was in store.

She wanted to jump up, to run around and get rid of her nervous energy, but Leica was not allowed to.  So she continued being obedient like a good girl should be and sat there quietly.

Finally, when she couldn't handle it anymore she heard a voice from behind her.  “Don’t you move, do you understand?”

Her mouth was dry so she swallowed before she said, “Yes.” Leica’s voice sounded small in the cavernous space.

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Anticipation

Last night, Anna was in James’ room at the posh hotel on 5th Ave.  She had been chatting with James over the internet for a while, and he happened to be in town on “business.”  Anne phoned up to his room and he gave her some instructions and his room number.

When she walked into his hotel room, all she was aware of was how quickly her heart was beating in her chest.  She could feel it squeeze with each beat as he led her down the darkened corridor into the main living area.  As he walked over to the night stand, she could see that the room had more furniture then the space should allow.  There was the king sized bed with night stands on either side, the desk and the office chair, as well as the set of drawers with a television on top.

As James approached her, Anne could feel her body respond with both arousal and fear.  This man knew so much about her, about her fantasies, about her secret desires.  How could she have let him that deep into her psyche?  She looked up at him with her big green eyes and the apprehension was clearly visible within.

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Red, White, and You

This post is a little different then my normal posts, as it happens to come out on an American holiday.  Today is Independence Day here in the states and I'd like to wish all of my American readers a Happy Fourth of July.  For those international readers, I do hope you're having a great day on this 4th of July as well.  Either way, everyone should celebrate Indie-pendence day by supporting an Indie artist. So buy a book, an album, a piece of art, anything to help out the Indie community.  Even commenting, following, or liking us on Facebook is a great way to show support.  Thanks!

The morning seems to be going along perfectly.  It is the Fourth of July, and since you have the day off you are able to sleep in a bit longer than usual.  It is so nice to wake up on a Thursday and have the time to relax and just be.

You head into the shower and wash off the dirt and sweat from the previous day before reaching for your shaving cream.  You spray a bit of the slick foam into your palm and run them up and down your leg, making sure there was a nice thick lather.  You rinse your hand off in the water until you are confident that you've got your grip back.  Then you reach for your new razor and uncap it.  Gently you draw it up and over your skin, watching as it follows your contours perfectly.  You think to yourself that this really is quite an erotic act.

Soon you’ve shaved both your legs and you are about to put the razor away.  Your mind flashes forward to what I’ve got planned for this evening and you decide to do a little bit more.  Your hand lathers up the cream again and this time you place your fingers on your pussy mound.  You work the lather around your delicate skin, and as your fingers move your body reacts with flashes of pleasure.  It feels so good it takes effort to remove your hand.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Lunch Hour Quickie

You are at your desk, about to head to lunch, when your cell phone vibrates.  Your hand leaves the mouse and slips over to the phone.  You flip it over and see that there’s a new text message from me.  “Meet me down stairs in 5 mins.”

As you look up from your phone, you realize immediately that you’re a bit flushed and your blood is pumping.  You hesitate for a moment, trying to find the right words to elicit a similar response in me, but give up.  “Yes, Sir.”

You look at the time as you place the phone back down on the desk.  You finish what you’re working on and save the files.  Then, grabbing your phone you head to the bathroom to freshen up.  You head into the stall and when the door closes you pull down your pants and panties before sitting down.  As you urinate you look down at your black satin panties, a little dark spot soaking the liner.  You finally figure out a nice surprise to give me today.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Office Discipline


As you stand in the corner, naked, I watch you tremble.  I can’t tell if it’s in anticipation or out of fear.  I walk up behind you and my hand slides around your body before wrapping around your neck.  I pull you back against me and you feel your skin press against my clothed body.  You whimper as I lean towards your ear and say, “You want to be a bad girl?  Fine.  I’ll show you how I treat bad girls.”

You are staring straight ahead as I undo the tie at my neck.  You feel my chest twist against your back as I fight with the silk with one hand and hold your head still with the other.  You are hardly breathing as I work.  I can feel your pulse quicken and your throat move as you swallow.

After a long moment the tie is loose and I let go of your neck.  My hands quickly move to grab your wrists and I push your body against the hard wall.  You feel the rough paint against your nipples as I manage to wrangle your hands together.  As soon as they are touching you feel the tie wrap around them and in another heartbeat they are securely tied together.

I spin you around and then take a step back.  You are so sexy, standing there naked, tied up a look of surprise on your face.  As much as you trust me, knowing I’ll only take things so far, you aren’t sure how much I’ll be testing your boundaries tonight.  My gaze follows your curves up your body, from your calves to your thighs, to your hips, to your breasts, to your shoulders and then finally your nervous face.  Your eyes are huge and pleading, and I can feel myself growing hard at seeing you this helpless.

Friday, May 10, 2013

Punishment for Being Lazy

I look at you shaking my head.  "What a bad girl you are.  You didn't finish your to do list today.  There really is no excuse for that."

You look at me with your blue eyes and give me a sheepish smile.  "Please, let it go just this once."

I frown and say, "No, that would just set a bad precedence.  We wouldn't want that, would we?"

Reluctantly you agree and you become doe eyed, trying to soften me up.  "Well, at least be a bit gentle."

"We shall see." I say not committing to anything.  I sit down on the edge of the bed and you walk over.  "Get yourself ready."