1. Katie the Krispy Kreme Klepto


    Date: 7/6/2017, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blackmail, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Domination/submission, First Time, Male/Female, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Spanking, Stockholm Syndrome, Toys, Virginity, Written by women, Author: ravebloodnymph, Rating: 68.8, Source: sexstories.com

    delivered another smack in response and this time I yelped. “Be quiet,” he growled, his hand diving between my legs again to tease my clit. I moaned when he drove his fingers inside me in one rough thrust; I was wetter than I’d ever been in my life. Why? The fingers inside me left and I barely had time to protest when his hand landed on my ass. I struggled and kicked, whimpering. The blows started coming harder and faster, my ass was on fire and…oh, god, I’d never been so turned on. Finally I couldn’t stay quiet anymore and blurted, “Please! Please, Sir…no more, please, please.” I thought my broken pleas fell on deaf ears when he gave one hefty smack to my upper thigh, but then he stopped and I sagged in his lap, moaning. His breath against my ear startled me. “Good girl,” he whispered and I felt a strange warmth in my stomach. Almost like pride. “Stand up,” he said briskly and pushed me from his lap. I stumbled to my feet, brushing my hair from my eyes. It felt like he could cook a damn T-bone on my ass cheeks. My legs were shaking. “Now, on the bed. Face up.” ---- The apprehension in her face warred with the excitement. I always enjoyed watching the play of emotions across a girl’s face during her first time. Fear and embarrassment and excitement and arousal and surprise; they all just made it even more exciting for me. She lay down on the bed, almost never taking her eyes off of me. I went to my drawers and pulled out four of my ties. I saw her stiffen and sit up out of ...
    the corner of my eye and I glared at her. “I said lay down.” She plopped back on the bed so fast, I swear I heard the wind get knocked out of her. I bit back a smile and approached the end of the bed. I took her right foot gently in my hands, moving her legs until she was laying spread eagle on the bed. I heard her whimper uncomfortably at being so exposed. “S-Sir…” she began in a halting voice but I looked at her sternly and she fell silent. I tied both of her feet to the bottom posts, running my hands over the soft material of her socks. Moving to the head of the bed, I started to secure her wrists. She was breathing heavily and her eyes were wild with panic. “Sir…Sir, please,” she pleaded. I bent until our foreheads were touching and heard her breath stop. “Would you rather I call the police and tell them exactly how I found you in my store?” Tears filled her eyes again and she shook her head rapidly, whispering, “No, no, please don’t.” “Then keep quiet.” I continued tying her wrists to the posts until she was completely secure. She trembled so strongly, I could nearly feel the bed vibrating. I smiled. She was surely going to be fun. “S…Sir?” I heard her whisper, barely audible. I saw the actual fear in her face then and my heart gave a little ping of sympathy. I sat down near her and ran a hand over her hair. “What?” I asked, trying to keep my voice curt but a note of compassion seeping in. Still, she flinched a bit. “I…I don’t…I mean, will you…” She squirmed uncomfortably. ...
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