All Chapters of Watch Me Explode, Daddy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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STOLEN ORGASM(IV)

My thighs are aching from being restrained for the last thirty minutes or so, but still I manage to raise my bottom up a little more. "Please spank me, Sir. I need to learn how to behave." Despite my enthusiasm for a decent spanking I still wince when the flat of a paddle caresses my right buttock. Whichever Dom is wielding it strokes the implement back and forth across my waiting cheek before lifting it and bringing it down hard. It catches me full across the widest part and hurts like fuck."Aagh!" The pain sizzles and blooms across my skin. I absorb it, can almost visualise the warmth seeping into my flesh. I stiffen as my left cheek is subjected to the same preparation before the strike lands, hot, fervent, demanding my breath. I gasp, then hiss as the pain crackles across my bottom.They take it in turns to repeat, each one caressing my inflamed buttock with the paddle before delivering the strike. I count eight strokes, then ten, by which time my entire bum and thighs are aflame

STOLEN ORGASM(V)

"Yes. Here at Vivant punishments are always administered publicly, unless the Dom specifically chooses not to. We find it adds a certain –intensity – to the proceedings, whilst also ensuring the submissive's physical well being.""You mean, because people are watching...?"Mark turns to face me. "Exactly. Pemberton is always present and he will step in if he has to."I draw some shred of comfort from that. "How many strokes am I to receive?"The Doms look at one another, and it is Greg who replies. "For one stolen orgasm, and given we don’t know you very well... yet? I should think there will be plenty. Mark?" Mark's expression has taken on his customary stern look. "Fair enough. Of course, if you repeat the offence more will be added, and the evening is still relatively young."I nod. Three isn't a lot, not really, though a public caning will be a new experience for me. The notion of being punished before an audience of strangers is daunting, but exhilarating too. My pussy is already

STOLEN ORGASM(VI)

I see no cause to doubt that, so I amble along in the wake of my now stern companions. They lead me to the now vacant cross."I think we might lose the skirt at this stage," suggests Mark.I glance about me, to find no one is taking any interest at all. I daresay that could change once the scene starts, but for now..."Yes, of course." There was never really any doubt. I peel off my skin- tight latex, to leave just my rather beautiful and ridiculously expensive stockings. "Should I...?""No, leave those. We love them." I nod and step up to the cross. "How do you want me?" They grin and exchange a look. Greg's lip quirks as he answers me."Badly, little Jessie. Very badly indeed. For now, though, I think against the cross, facing out."Greg attaches the restraints to my wrists, and Mark deals with my ankles. Then they stand back to admire their handiwork."Very pretty. Still, I wonder if she's missing something?" Mark cocks his head to one side, considering."I know what you mean. A lit

STOLEN ORGASM(VII)

He removes his hand from my dripping pussy. "No, I think you can wait a bit longer yet." Mark has transferred his attention to my lower body, flogging the fronts of my thighs and now moving back up towards my core. He flicks the strands across my widespread inner thighs now, angling his wrist to catch my clit and pussy. Each stroke is sublime, intense, yet not quite enough. I need them to, to..."Please, I can't stand this. I need to come.""Wait, Jessie. Wait until we give you permission." Greg's tone is stern. He wants me to obey him or accept the consequences. I find I'm past caring. "No, no, I can't. I just can't.... oh! Ooh." My final moan is one of joyous despair as the inevitable happens and my climax seizes me. I am quivering, my cunt contracting hard, spasming around nothing as Mark continues to flog me and Greg caresses my tortured clit. I hang on the cross, boneless, as waves of pleasure sizzle through me, intense and overwhelming. Long moments crawl by, the tremors subside,

STOLEN ORGASM(VIII)

I lean forward and lay my mouth across his, this time thrusting my tongue between his lips. He sucks on it and wraps his arms around my shoulders to pull me in closer. It occurs to me that Mark must have won the toss, though Greg seems to have warmed to his part in the proceedings too.There's a warm splash of lube between the cheeks of my bum, and groans as Mark inserts two slick fingers deep into my arse. Greg slides his hand between our bodies to lay his middle finger over my clit. He rubs soft, insistent circles which cause my pussy to tighten around him. I roll my hips, squeezing down hard as I fight to control the intense, demanding spikes of arousal."Sir, if I come by mistake...""That's okay, Jessie. You have permission to climax now, as often as you like.""Yeah, it'll be easier to get my cock inside you if you're distracted by your own orgasms." Mark treats me to a third finger, and swirls them deep within me, coaxing my rear hole to open for him. At the same time Greg mass

STOLEN ORGASM (IX)

Mark manages a reasonably expressive grunt, his sole contribution to the discussion.I may have been asleep, I'm not certain. When next I open my eyes both men are fully dressed, though I somehow seem to have found my way intoMark's arms. He holds me close against his chest, his fingers idly combing through my tangled hair. I lift my chin to regard him."Is it time?" "Mmm, probably. You ready?"I nod, though reluctantly."Problem, Jessie?" Mark lifts one dark eyebrow."No Sir, except...""Jessie?" He tips my chin back up when I would have looked away."Tell us.""It's just, I don't want this evening to end, but it will, when you cane me. I hate that, I won't be able to continue after.""You know we'll never do anything to you without your consent, don't you?" This from Greg who has come to sit next to us on the bed. "You can say no."I shake my head, but say nothing more. They know, we all know, discipline is part of this thing we have, this wonderful, sensual, satisfying thing we do

COLLECTION 4: DIRTY AFFAIRS WITH MY NEIGHBOR(I)

I was sick and tired of feeling sick and tired. My husband, the philandering piece of shit that he is, was living with his girlfriend in Pittsburg now of all places. I still lived in New York and my career was going well but the divorce left me feeling flat, fat and alone. I had made out pretty well financially but I had a low self esteem and needed to change it when the divorce was finalized. At thirty eight years old, I was pushing forty; and I pushed it as hard as possible to keep it away. I decided to get some plastic surgery. Nothing major, but I wanted to get a jump start on working out and diet so I figured a little liposuction, a tuck here and there, some lifts on my face and a new set of boobs would do the trick. After my consultation with one of the leading plastic surgeons in New York City, I willfully gave my deposit and joined the gym. He told me I had six weeks to drop as much fat weight as I could before he finished me off with the knife and that after three weeks of

DIRTY AFFAIRS WITH MY NEIGHBOR(II)

I stood in amazement as I looked at the care and detail he put into our little rendezvous. I barely expected such an extravagant and well thought out plan. I guess it was because I knew he was young and half because I simply did not know him or how he was. Either way, I was greatly impressed with his efforts and welcomed him into my home with open arms.We had a glass of wine each while we discussed the letter he sent me. He seemed a little shy at first but after a while he loosened up. He told me he never had a steady girlfriend because he wanted to focus on his studies and develop his craft. He had a passion for cooking and he knew he was good at it so he did not want to waste time while he was young. He knew he had potential and he wanted to realize it before he got involved in a serious relationship. He admitted that often he was lonely and would like the company of a woman, but it was hard to find one that was not clinging or demanding. I told him that I knew exactly what he meant

DIRTY AFFAIRS WITH MY NEIGHBOR(III)

He promptly got onto his back on the floor. My labia glistened with my pussy juice as I hovered over him. He propped his dick up in the air ready for me to plunge it deep inside my pussy. As I lowered myself onto it I felt the walls of my vagina stretch to accommodate his meat. It took a few bounces before I could swallow the whole thing, but I managed it in the end as my pussy lips wrapped around it hungrily. He reached up and started to play with my breasts as I rode him, rubbing my nipples gently and lightly tapping them. The connection between my nips and my pussy felt like surges of electricity running through my veins as he toyed with them. I fell forward, resting my hands on his beastly chest as I continued to ride him, my breasts pressing onto his body. I could feel his warm breath on myface as he whispered dirty words into my ears. My pussy juices were in full flow, seeping down his shaft and over his balls as my labia worked at his pole. He flipped me over with almost no warn

COLLECTION 5: The Sex Shop(I)

I worked at the sex shop several weeks before I submitted its temptations.Every night I went in after hours to clean and hoover. It made me veryhorny. My cunt would be tingling with excitement as in admired the whips, chains, handcuffs, dildos, vibrators and lubricants.The store was surprisingly spacious and took a lot of effort to keep it looking perfect. There was a lot more to this place than just a shop. There was an attic room which seemed to have been set up as a classroom. There. was also a kitchen, staffroom and a large toilet block. I also suspected that there were more secrets that I was yet to discover and certainly some hidden rooms within the vicinity. The owners for example lived here somewhere but it wasn't a room I had ever seen.One evening one of the assistants was just leaving as I arrived. She looked me up and down whilst I was wearing my highly unattractive cleaners tabard. “You can help yourself to any of the clothes, costumes or lingerie, you know,” she said w

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