Shadow Lane Volume 7: How Cute Is That? A Novel of Spanking, Sex and Love. Eve Howard

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I do something you didn’t like?”

      “Several things. You let that idiot spank you. You were patently ungrateful when I stopped him from beating you black and blue. You were rude and impertinent when I tried to speak to you. You kept running away from me. And I think that at one point you even stamped your foot.”

      “I did all of that?”

      “I see you’re not taking me seriously,” he said, stalking her, grabbing her by the elbow and pulling her over to a perfect, armless slipper chair she’d set to one side of the hearth. She pulled back a bit when he tried to take her over his knee but offered little real resistance when he proved determined to pull her over.

      He didn’t start immediately, but instead increased her tension by positioning her and slowly pushing up both her wrapper and gown to reveal her bare, oval bottom cheeks.

      “That idiot marked you,” Julian reported, examining the several plum-colored bruises that the player at the party had left on her otherwise flawless bottom. “Why did you ever consent to play with him?” Julian stroked her.

      “I was bored.”

      “Well I can’t very well spank you when you’re already marked,”

      Julian observed, without releasing her. “I guess I could humiliate you instead.” In so saying he divided her cheeks with his fingers.

      “But why?”

      “To punish you for the insufferably independent attitude you’ve been displaying all night.”

      “I’m sorry I’m not as submissive as your Gloria!”

      “No you’re not,” he told her and slapped her hard once on each cheek. “Come to think of it, maybe I should spank you anyway, marks or not.” And so saying, he rained a dozen smacks down on her bottom.

      “You will speak to me in a manner that is civil and polite,” he told her, firmly continuing. Again and again he smacked her upturned bottom, until the deep pink coloration left by his hand nearly overwhelmed the earlier marks left by the unskilled spanker at the party. At length this began to really sting and Zoe started to whimper, wriggling on his lap to escape his hand.

      Looking around for something thin, hard and smooth to insert into her bottom, Julian espied a white stoneware mortar and pestle on a shelf close at hand. Reaching out he grabbed the smooth ceramic tool that was the perfect shape and size to invade a lady’s snuggest portal.

      First he got it slippery inside her creamy slit, then he spread her cheeks and inserted it into her anus about four inches, leaving only the rounded knob protruding. Zoe lay quite still as he plunged it in and adjusted the angle of insertion.

      “Too bad I don’t have any of my enema equipment here,” he lamented, patting the dildo in deeper, “then I could be sure of administering an effective punishment to the most impertinent girlfriend I’ve ever had!” he said with pretended exasperation. “But at least I can spank you,” he promised and then began to do just that.

      The hard smacks made her pitch and thrash across his lap and the porcelain rod popped out. “Now look what you’ve done,” he scolded. “Didn’t I tell you to lie still?” Julian spread her cheeks and held them apart. “Every time you let it slip out you’re going to be spanked on the offending area,” he warned, slapping her sharply across her spread bottom crack six times. Then he re-lubricated her from her own fragrant and copious juices and reinserted the pestle into her bottom.

      Once she was filled he continued the spanking, holding her firmly against his lap by the waist and placing every third smack on the plug. In a minute she was overwhelmed by a rippling climax that soaked his trouser leg with her essence and left her limp. He lifted her off his lap and pointed to her bedroom, sending her off with a smack. She went slowly, looking back at him in a daze.

      “Go to bed, you bad girl,” he told her, turning off the lights. It was a warm night and he walked into her back garden to smell the lilacs. By the time he joined her in the bedroom she had fallen fast asleep.

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