LOGIN— Axel I’m pulling up to my place and as I get closer to the driveway, I notice something out of the corner of my eye. Could that be…? I’m probably seeing things. I park and jump out of the car. I head towards the bushes, just to make sure. A black figure jumps out. “Fuck!” the mysterious figure screams. She screams. I reach for my phone to dial 911 but stop short when I get a better look at the stalker. It’s Autumn’s sister, April. “April?” “Yeah.” “Why are you screaming? You’re the one who just jumped out behind my bushes.” “Oh, right. Well, I wasn’t expecting you to sneak up on me like that.” “Well, what the fuck were you expecting? That I’d invite you in for a cup of tea?” “Tea would be lovely,” she says as she starts towards my front steps. It takes me a second to realize she completely missed my sarcasm. I consider telling her to leave, but I'm too curious. I want to know why she’s here. I open the door and let her in. “Do you have Chai?” she asks. I shake my
— Autumn I wake up to the literal sound of pots and pans banging in my ears. A split second later, bright light violently assaults my eyes. “What the …” I squint, trying to get my bearings. A second later, I realize where I am. I’m in Axel’s bed. I check the clock. 5:30 AM. I look up, and see Axel’s handsome face clutching a pot and a pan. “What the fuck, Axel? It’s 5:30.” “You know what time it also is? Time for practice.” “Coffee downstairs. Get dressed. We’re leaving in twenty.” I rub my eyes, feeling disoriented. “Leave for where?” “For practice.” I finally got a good look at him. I’m expecting to see his signature smirk, but it’s nowhere in sight. He looks dead serious. “Remember how I said I’d train you for the upcoming race? Well, I wasn’t lying. Let’s go.” Holy fuck. “Maybe if I’d known you were going to be this much of a hard ass, I wouldn’t have agreed,” I say, crossing my arms. “Do you want to win?” What kind of fucking question is that? “Obviously,” I retort.
— Autumn I hear footsteps slap against the wet tile and I brace myself, knowing the rest of my punishment is coming. “Are you going to take the rest of your punishment like a good girl?” Stevens' deep, gruff voice booms. “Yes,” I whisper. He lands a quick swat with his hand to my upper thighs. I yelp. “Yes, Sir,” he corrects me. “Yes, sir,” I repeat. “Good girl.” He gives me the rest of my spanks in rapid succession. I race to count the spanks and apologize between each one. He alternates between my cheeks, and I never have enough time to recover before the next blow. By the time he’s done, my ass is red, hot, and sensitive. “Stand up,” Stevens says. I straighten up. “Turn around and get on your knees for me.” I turn to face Stevens and watch as he pulls his cock out of his pants. I gulp as I take in his member. It’s long, fat, and veiny. He looks at me hungrily, and my thighs automatically clench together. I drop to the cold tile floor and open my mouth without asking.
The second officer’s eyes roam my body and while part of me is pissed off, a small wick of desire flickers in my stomach. “You know,” Stevens says to the other officer. “If I ever caught my daughter doing something like this, I’d tan her ass and teach her a lesson. Kids these days are so goddamn disrespectful.” “I’m not a kid!” What the fuck Autumn? I think to myself. It’s like I’m trying to piss this guy off. Stevens glares at me, and I feel that flutter again. Only this time … it’s lower. Is there some part of me that actually wants this sadomasochistic fuck to punish me? I clench my legs together tightly as a tingle runs through them. I’m dripping wet from the pool, and I’m suddenly envisioning this strong, burly man, throwing me over his lap and teaching me a lesson. The younger officer looks at me, a curious look on his face. “Are you trying to be a brat right now?” Feeling emboldened, I uncross my arms, exposing my wet breasts. “So what if I am?” I ask nonchalantly. The
— Autumn A few hours later I’m bouncing up and down on the bed. Axel looks over at me and laughs. “You have a lot of energy.” I shrug. “I’m just in a good mood, I guess.” “Well, it’s your day. Do you want to do something?” I pause. Normally, I’m a homebody, but for some reason I’m feeling alive tonight. Maybe it was the unexpected reconciliation with Axel, or maybe it was the balcony sex. Whatever it is, all I know is that I feel like I’m in the mood for fun. “Yes,” I say. “What do you want to do?” “I don’t know. Something spontaneous?” Axel laughs. “That could mean anything. Do you want me to suggest something?” I nod. He thinks about it for a few seconds. “I’ve got an idea,” he says finally. “Do you remember how you said you’d never been skinny dipping during that game, or never have I ever?” A brief flashback of the ill-fated game comes into my mind and I do my best to shake it off. “Yes,” I admit. “Let’s go skinny dipping.” I squint my eyes at him. “But we’re in a
— AutumnAs soon as Axel closes the door to the hotel room behind us, he turns to me.“Strip.”A shiver runs down my spine as I pull off my clothes. Once I'm completely naked, he scoops me up under my knees and walks me over to the window.“Press your tits up against the glass.”I do as he says and wait as he teases my holes with his cock. I’m so wet that juices are running down my legs.“You’re my horny little slut, aren't you?” he murmurs.He slides a finger into my cunt, and it glides in like a knife through butter.“Yes!” I yelp as a wave of pleasure floods me.“Say it.”“I’m your horny little slut.”“Will you do whatever I say?”“Yes.”“Step back.”Confused, I take a step back and watch as Axel pulls open the glass door. He steps out onto the balcony.“Grab onto the railing.”I look at the small terrace and fear and adrenaline run through me. The railing is high — it’s right about shoulder-length — but it has gaps. The gaps aren’t big enough for anyone to fall through, but they’







