Just A Spanking: Tales Of Dominance And Submission - Plot & Excerpts
The message arrives as I'm halfway through grading an exam. I'm tempted to ignore it, but when I see the From: address, I don't dare. It might be instructions. It's not often that he tests my obedience while I am at work—he normally respects my professional identity—but he has been known to make exceptions. I vividly recall delivering a two hour lecture on web application architectures with a fat purple plug stuffed into my ass. I couldn't sit. I couldn't walk around. I had to stand still, trying to concentrate, hoping that my cunt juices weren't soaking through my skirt. The memory is enough to make me wet. Hell, just seeing his email address quickens my breathing. That's the effect he has on me, from four hundred miles away. “If you were the one giving the spanking—of course.” I shoot back, mostly relieved that he's not asking anything difficult. I need to get these finals graded by tomorrow. His reply arrives in less than sixty seconds. “Don't be glib. And don't try to flatter me.
What do You think about Just A Spanking: Tales Of Dominance And Submission?
