Saturday Spanking – Whip it Up

Saturday Spankings

So it’s Saturday Spankings time and today I’m bringing a bit of my story Satisfying Desires for you to enjoy. This is part of the Whip it Up Anthology combining yummy food and hot dominant men. Check out the contest which we’re running where for a few comments you can win a bundle of eBooks!

Lucas is the only man who can satisfy all her desires.

Sally has a broken wrist and is struggling to cope with being off work and home alone. She’s eaten nothing but soup in days and is sick to death of daytime TV. She goes for a walk but is distracted by the delicious smells coming from the local café.

The tall and tanned Greek chef, Lucas, wants to look after Sally…and not just by feeding her with his delicious fried foods. He invites her back to enjoy a meal with him alone that night once the café is closed.

His special brand of optimism and dominance has Sally bending to his will and begging him for more. Their less than innocent evening meal is finished off by a trip to the bedroom with a pot of chocolate spread because, as Lucas says, the only thing better than a hot naked woman is a hot naked woman covered in chocolate!

Reader Advisory: This book contains creative use of fruit and vegetables.

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And now, the spank.

I had only felt the flat of his hand twice and I was already desperate to come. I wanted to feel more, even though the initial slap really had hurt.

“Ouch,” I exclaimed as he rained several lighter slaps on my arse, one after the other. Then I received a much harder one that knocked me forward against the counter top and exploded a pain that made my eyes sting with water.

It stung and I panicked then, almost used my get out of jail free card, but Lucas stopped as if he sensed I’d taken all I could. He stroked my bottom gently and the harsh sting toned down to a more gentle throb, and once again I felt the white hot heat—it seemed to be centred somewhere between my stinging buttocks and my plumped clit.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes,” I whispered, “yes, Sir.”

“Good because now, these come off.”

He grabbed my knickers and yanked them down, flaring the pain in my backside once more.

To read more of my story pick up the Whip it Up Anthology filled with lots of dominant fun in the kitchen.