"now worm" she commanded,
"Turn around. Put your hands up on the wall, and lean over." Nervously, still shaking from the previously stimulating invasion, he did as he was told. As he turned to face the bricks, he felt something cold tracing down his naked back. He couldn't tell what it was from the feel of it, but when he tried to turn and look at the object, it was lifted from his skin and brought back down with a resounding THWACK! Pain blossomed across his body; he had been to enough parties to recognize a riding crop. Good lord, what have I gotten myself into now? he wondered, as the leather began its slow, torturous journey across his back.

"Mmm...its been a while since I've had such a handsome toy to play with," the woman murmered devilishly. "I'll bet you're wondering where I learned this from, aren't you?" she asked as she gave him another solid strike across the back of his thigh; he felt it even through the tough denim of his jeans.

He was shaking now; the pain had brought back some memories of a girl he once knew; the girl who had taught him, rather forcefully, that pain could be just as much fun as pleasure.

"Please, please don't make me do this, not here, I can't..." he moaned, still facing the wall.

WHACK! "Can't what? You don't think you can take this little old whip of mine?" she asked. He heard the unmistakeable sound of a zipper; still not daring to turn his head, he was nonetheless surprised to feel her breasts pressed against his back and her arms around his chest. Her cool skin felt agonizingly wonderful on his abused back, and he gasped aloud at the sensation. Her hands travelled across his bare front, and made their way down to the obscene bulge in his pants. Despite how much he hated admitting control, he knew that she would have her way with him tonight. Her hands stroked over his crotch gently, teasing him more than he could stand.

He felt her breath hot on his ear...


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DrGonzo Reviewed by DrGonzo on . write your own snippet of a trashy romance novel As he looks at her milky white skin his groin shudders in excitement. His eyes travle the length of her long curvy legs. They are crossed in a smart manner. because of her short skirt he takes a slight peak, he notices she isn't wearing underwear. As she laughs her mouth opens and her straight sparkling teeth are wetted by her tounge. She looks at him and gives him a wink with a flirtatious eyelash and then drowns her eyes in her martini glass. His heart beats faster as the pulsating member Rating: 5