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Saturday Night
by Biker

Contents: Mf, spanking, humiliation

As was always the case, Jenny was both nervous and excited about what was
soon to take place. The sun was starting to set on what had been a very
pleasant Saturday. However, Saturday night meant "spanking night" for her!

She had had the day to herself as her live-in boyfriend, Steve, had been
off running errands. So, she was able to get some leftover housework done
and also prepared his favorite meal. When all was just perfect, she went
upstairs to begin her preparation ritual.

Just as she was getting ready for the shower, she had heard him come in and
yell out that he was home. After her shower, she cleaned her nails, plucked
her eyebrows and shaved her underarms as well as her entire body below her
waist. She knew that Steve loved to see her hairless body.

Inspecting her naked body in the mirror and satisfied that all was in order,
Jenny slipped into her white silk panties and donned her large cotton robe.
She was now ready for the "presentation".

Hesitating, Jenny reflected back on how it all began...

Jenny had been a "closet submissive" as far back as she can remember.
Growing up, she often fantasized about being taken by a dominate man. Most
of her fantasies revolved around humiliation and forced sex. Many times,
while necking with a date, Jenny wished that he would just force his will
on her while she struggled to protect herself.

But, alas, no one ever attempted to go further once she began struggling
with them and telling the "No!". None of them understood that if had just
said "No!" back and continued on, they would have been pleasantly surprised
in how fast she would have become an obedient slave.

No one, that is, until she met Steve. Jenny had just graduated from
Nursing school and at 24 years old, ready to tackle life on her own. She
had met Steve in a bar that her and her girlfriends frequented. From the
moment she met him, she knew there was something special about him; she
didn't know what.

They agreed to meet the next night and ended up at Jenny's apartment. After
drinking a glass of wine, Steve began kissing her. In no time at all, his
hands were inside her shirt and giving her breasts and hard nipples quite a
workout. Jenny did not resist, but allowed him to unfasten her bra to gain
better access at his quest.

Soon, Steve pulled back and told her to remove her top. Once again, Jenny
didn't resist and complied. As soon as her breasts were free, Steve began
alternately sucking on her nipples; extending them to their maximum size.

Jenny was now getting hot and she could feel her pussy starting to juice.
Steve sensed it as well as his hands now strayed to her lap where they
promptly began searching her hidden clit. Not wanting to be considered a
slut by giving in so easily on a first date, Jenny told him "No!" and
pushed his hands away.

Without saying a word, Steve grasped both of Jenny's hands with his powerful
left hand and dug his right hand back into her damp crotch. Jenny kept
telling him "No!" but her pleas fell on deaf ears. As she struggled to get
away, he rolled her over and onto his lap where he began spanking her
defenseless ass. Jenny screamed and begged him to stop, but he would not.

After several minutes, he stopped just long enough to unfasten her jeans
and pull them down to her knees. Jenny was shocked as her naked ass was now
on display. Squeezing her legs tightly together to prevent him from seeing
her sex, she regretted not wearing any panties that night!

She felt his hand touch her butt and as he massaged her red cheeks, Jenny
blushed knowing that she could not prevent him from seeing all she had to
offer. And, worse yet, she knew her pussy was wet and that it would just be
a matter of time before he did as well.

Jenny began struggling again, trying to free herself from his mighty grip.
This prompted Steve to begin again. Once again, Jenny screamed and cried
out as his blows landed sharply on her sore ass.

The spanking continued for a full five minutes; stopping only long enough
for him to find an untouched spot. Jenny finally quit struggling. In
addition to being completely wore out, she was also beginning to feel some
new feelings inside her. It took her several minutes to realize that he
had stopped spanking her. The new pleasures had caused her to begin slowly
hunching his leg, pushing against his hard erection.

Suddenly aware that he had stopped the spanking, Jenny looked back over her
shoulder to see that he had moved his head closer to her ass and appeared
to be examining her sex. Jenny had never felt so humilated being held down
while her pussy was being displayed. When she began to protest, Steve
responded with two more slaps to her very red and sore ass. Helpless to
prevent it, Jenny cried softly with embarent as Steve continued his exam.

Steve let go of her hands and while spreading her ass cheeks with one hand,
he began inserting his fingers into her steamy pussy. Although free now,
Jenny continued to lay over his lap as he probed her wetness. As he fucked
three fingers into her pussy, Jenny began moaning and moving with him.

As she felt her orgasm approach, her moans got louder and her movements more
urgent. Just as she was ready to hit her peak, he abruptly removed his
fingers and started spanking her again. Jenny howled with disappointment
but moved with him, pushing her ass out to him as his blows landed. She
heard him chuckle as he spanked her and she felt so ashamed allowing herself
to be used this way yet loving every minute of it.

After several minutes, the spanking stopped and once again, Jenny felt her
ass being pulled open. Much to her delight, he fingers returned to her
pussy. Reaching under her, he found and pinched her hard clit between his
thumb and finger. As he worked his fingers deeper and deeper into her, he
continued to torment her clit with his other hand. It didn't take long and
soon, she was fucking his hand for all she was worth. The pressure was
building and building and she knew it would explode soon into the biggest
orgasm she had ever had.

As she rode the wave of her orgasm, Steve would pull his hand out and slap
her ass a couple of times and then roughly return it to her pussy. Jenny
fought to delay her cumming, wanting it to last forever. But, just she
felt her clit being twisted, she tensed and gave in that huge urge to pee.
As her body was wracked with wave afer wave of her orgasm, she cried out in
ecstasy. Steve held his fingers deep inside her and squeezed tightly on
her clit as her body trembled and twitched.

Jenny almost passed out with pleasure. Never had she felt anything like
that before. As she slowly rose off his lap, she turned and kissed him
passionately. As they kissed, Steve pushed her jeans off her feet and laid
her down on her back. Then, without a word, he slid down between her legs
and began lapping at her abundant juices. For the next half hour, he
brought her to countless orgasms with his talented tongue and probing
fingers.

Finally, she could take no more and pushed him away. Her pussy was so
sensitive that just the slightest toch caused her to begin shuddering. As
he poured them another glass of wine, Jenny began to dress. But, Steve
stopped her and told her he wanted her to remain naked. Feeling herself
begin to blush, Jenny complied and sat, legs crossed, to drink her wine.
Reaching down, her pulled her legs apart and told her to keep her pussy on
display for him. Now, she was beginning to feel the humiliation of it all
again. And, once again, those feelings were creeping back in.

They talked for the next hour about many things, including their new
relationship and how he perceived it would be. Jenny blushed constantly
as his eyes moved from her's to her open pussy and back. He then stood and
removed his clothes. She saw his hard cock standing out proudly for the
first time. As he walked toward her, she stared into his eyes as she opened
her mouth wide; knowing that was what he wanted.

As she moved a hand up to grasp his cock, he slapped it away and entered her
mouth. Slowly, but deliberately, he fucked her; each thrust pushing deeper
into her mouth. When he reached the back of her throat, she began to gag.
Pulling back slightly, he gave her time to recompose herself and then
pushed forward again. Each time he entered her throat, Jenny would gag.

Suddenly, he pulled out and fisted his cock over her face. A few pulls
later, he erupted shooting his hot seed onto her face and into her open
mouth. Immediately, he pulled her to him and kissed her deeply, his tongue
bringing in more of his spunk for her to swallow.

At that moment, Jenny knew that this was her man; this was her master.

And, now their relationship had evolved into this. For six days a week,
they led a normal life. But, Saturday night's were his. That's when he
would let her know what she had done wrong over the past week. Or, what
she had forgotten to do; like the time she forgot to pick up his suit at
the cleaners and he had to attend a big meeting in his casual clothes. Or,
the time she ran her car out of oil; not paying attention to the light on
the dash. Or, the time she forgot he was bringing guests home for dinner
and had nothing fixed. So, Saturday night was punishment night for Jenny!

It always started off with the "presentation". Jenny was always required
to wear her white, silk panties and her terrycloth robe. He would remove
the robe as she stood before him and he would proceed to carefully inspect
her. This was always humiliating and always got her arousal started! Then
he would discuss with her what she was going to be spanked for. She could
state her objections or explanations, but in the end, it didn't matter; he
always won anyway.

Then, the first spanking would begin. This was always done with her panties
on. Of course, she would scream and struggle, but he would hold her down
and spank her until she thought she couldn't take any more. Then, a quick
stand-up to remove the panties and, once again, back across his lap for the
second half of the hand spanking. He would always vary this one as she
never knew exactly where is blows would land. He would spank her anywhere
from the top of her cheeks to the back of her thighs and everywhere in
between. Occassionally, he would lift one of her legs and spank directly
onto her bare pussy. This part of the spanking was always very painful and
Jenny constantly fought to escape his grip. But, try as she might, he was
always too powerful for her.

At some point, he would stop and release her. Jenny would always jump up
and hop around trying to soothe her burning ass or legs. As she cried and
tried to rub away the pain, he would sit back and smile; watching her
breasts bounce or catching an eyeful of her privates as she rubbed and
pulled on herself. She felt ashamed displaying herself like that, but not
enough to try and cover up. When she finally calmed down, the humiliation
would set in as she was always forced to sit with her legs spread in order
to display her pussy.

Steve would then talk softly to her making sure she understood about her
punishment. Then, he would take her into his arms and begin the process
of bringing her to orgasm. This was the part she liked best even though
it was rather embarassing for her.

Sometimes, he liked to watch as she played with herself. As he slowly
stroked his hard cock, his eyes would focus on the movement of her pussy.
She would blush with embarent knowing he was watching her private
ritual, but she knew she must continue. After awhile, he would take
over. He would make her hold her pussy lips open while he fucked his
fingers in and out. Or, make her hold her ass cheeks spread wide so he
had access to her tiny asshole. It didn't take long and Jenny would be
starting her first of many orgasms.

This was a typical Saturday night. However, every once in awhile, when she
had been extremely bad, the punishment would take on a part three! One
those occassions, after he had brought her several orgasms, Steve would
make her stand in front of him with her legs spread and her hands above her
head. As he proceeded to tell her about why she had more punishment coming,
he casually played with her asshole, pussy, breasts and nipples. Sometimes,
he would open her mouth and shove three fingers in and make her suck them.

Once he was assured of her arousal, he then attached her leather wrist
straps, ankle straps and neck strap. Then, he would lead her to their large
overstuffed chair, the dining table or other such piece of furniture where
he would tie her down using ropes attached to all of leather straps.
Usually, she was tied bent over with face down and legs spread wide apart.
However, sometimes her arms were tied to the ceiling and her legs tied wide
apart.

And, occassionally, he would tie her down face up! Those were the times she
dreaded because when her legs were tied and spread, she was helpless in
preventing him from abusing her gaping pussy.

Jenny knew that these "extras" would always be the most painful and the most
humiliating. And, she always fought extra hard trying to escape before he
could get her tied down. However, Steve enjoyed this and was always glad to
give her an extra swat or two to make her settle down. Sometimes, the slaps
would land on one of her dangling breasts, sometimes on her exposed ass.
But eventually, he would have her tied down tightly so that she was barely
able to move at all.

Satisfied that she was unable to move, he would always begin by teasing
her. His would move his fingers all over her body, carressing, squeezing,
pinching, pulling, probing. Then, he would select his implement of pain.
Sometimes, it would be the large wooden paddle; or the wide leather strap;
or maybe the "cat"; or even, the dreaded cane. Unless she was tied to the
ceiling, her head was always strapped down, making it impossible for Jenny
to see what he had selected. He usually gave her a clue though, by
rubbing it across her exposed pussy and clit. This always made her blush
because she knew he was looking directly at her helpless pussy. If she was
tied to the ceiling with her arms overhead, he would blindfold her to she
could not see what he had chosen.

Then, he would begin!

Although it hurt tremendously, Jenny always hoped for the paddle as he only
used it on her ass. But, he would make up for it as her ass would be black
and blue by the time he finished. If he selected the strap, most of the
blows fell on her ass as well. However, he would occassionly let it wander
down the back of her thigh or even between her legs! If he chose the "cat",
Jenny knew that he would not leave much of her helpless body untouched!

And, on those nights when he chose the cane, she knew her ass, legs, pussy
and breasts would be sore the next day!

Regardless of what he chose, Jenny would feel the pain. She was surprised
that their neighbors hadn't called the police several times as she knew
they must have heard her screaming. But, as she endured the pain, she also
felt the fire ignite inside the center of her pussy and begin to spread
outward. So, by the time he felt she was sufficiently marked, she was more
than ready for the orgasm to follow.

Once he stopped, he immediately begin fingering her sopping pussy while
pinching and pulling on her nipples and clit. And, it usually didn't take
long for him to force the first orgasm out of her. The shame and
humiliation of being forced to cum over and over again on his fingers, just
excited her that much more.

At this point, he would get undressed and replace his fingers with his hard
cock; whether it be her pussy, asshole or mouth. And, he would always cum
twice before he released her from her bonds, making sure that she also
enjoyed at least one more orgasm.

Afterwards, he would untie her and help her to sit down. Then, he would
fetch a warm wash cloth and a soothing balm that he applied gently to her
bruised areas. Then, he would hold her tightly until she dropped off into
a deep sleep. After carrying her to bed, he would always clean up whatever
mess they made.

So, here she was; ready to participate in "his" night. After one final
look in the mirror, Jenny descended the stairs to the living room where he
sat waiting patiently. She walked to where he was seated, faced him and
removed her robe. Then, without being told, she spread her legs apart and
placed her hands behind her head.

"Yes, very nice, Jenny dear. But, I'm afraid that you haven't been all that
good this week! Yes, I do believe we need another special session tonight,
heh?" he chuckled as his fingered toyed gently with her nipples.

Jenny immediately began defending herself, but inside she all ready what the
outcome would be. In fact, her pussy had started to moisten as his first
words. Looks like it will be a long night for poor Jenny!

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Summary: Mia helps Carol with her writer's block
Keywords: FF rom
Author: Meme Misspelt
Title: something new

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Story codes: FF rom

Something New

by Meme Misspelt

Carol heard the front door bang open, then close, heard murmured
endearments to their cat. A few moments later came the crinkly thud of
groceries being dropped on the kitchen counter, and then Mia appeared in
the door of the cramped little office where Carol did most of her work.
Mia looked more composed than someone who'd just gotten off the commuter
rail had any right to.

"Hi," she said. "How's my favorite pornographer doing?"

Carol scowled at the computer screen, not bothering to conceal her
irritation. "Lousy."

Mia moved to stand behind her. She rested her fingertips on Carol's
shoulders and kneaded her tenseness with strong thumbs. "What's the
matter?"

Carol gasped a little at her girlfriend's touch. "Oh, that's lovely.
Mmm." She shrugged. "I'm just stuck is all. Frustrated. You are so
good at that."

Mia leaned over with her mouth close to Carol's ear. Her hair tickled
Carol's neck and she shivered. "Poor baby," Mia purred. "Working so
hard."

Carol felt her face redden, and Mia must have felt her stiffen a
fraction.

"I'm not being sarcastic," she said. "I'm not saying I don't, but you
do, you work really hard." Her fingers kept moving on Carol's sore
muscles.

Carol shrugged again. "I'm working hard on smutty trash," she said
derisively.

"I like smutty trash." Mia's moist breath in her ear made Carol shudder.
"What are you stuck on? Can I help?"

"It's just, I feel like I'm writing the same scenes over and over
again." Carol reached her hands behind the chair and grabbed her
partner's thighs. "I feel like you and I can fuck a million times and
it's always exciting, it's never exactly the same. But when I write
about it I get stuck in the vocabulary." She skimmed over what she'd
been writing. "Kiss, lick, nibble, nip, lap, flick, bite, suck. There's
only so many words for each thing, and only so many things people can do
with each other."

Mia dropped a series of little kisses trailing from just behind Carol's
earlobe toward the nape of her neck. "So bring in a Doberman," she
mumbled.

Carol sighed, a strange mixture of mingled fading exasperation and
growing excitement. "That's just what I don't want to do. I feel like
that's the easy way out, to increase the novelty by making it more
perverse. Once you start with that, where do you stop? I want to write
about people who are comfortable together and who love each other. But I
don't want it to be cookie-cutter."

Mia was working seriously on Carol's neck with her lips and the barest
brushes of her tongue tip.

"You're making it really hard to concentrate on being exasperated,"
Carol said with almost the last of her petulance. She writhed in the
chair.

"You have the most sensitive neck I've ever seen. It's amazing. I love
it."

"I just wish there was something new. One new sex act nobody ever
thought of or wrote about."

"I just wish you'd go lie down so I could kiss your neck properly."
Mia slid her hands down under Carol's arms and tugged impatiently. "Up,
up."

Carol let herself be guided into the bedroom. Mia pulled Carol's blouse
off and dropped it carelessly to the floor. She pulled Carol into a
tight embrace, kissing along her jawline while she deftly unhooked her
bra. She yanked Carol's skirt and panties down. Gently but firmly she
pushed Carol face-down onto the unmade bed.

She made tiny little circles around the nape of Carol's neck with her
tongue, and dragged the damp inside of her lip along her lover's smooth
skin. Her fingertips skated over Carol's back. They left sensations in
their wake like tiny electric shocks. She dug her fingers in to massage
rigid spots for a few seconds, then let them glide on again. Carol
squirmed and moaned happily. "I didn't even ask you about your day," she
mumbled guiltily.

"It was fine," Mia assured her. "Hush and be kissed."

"If you insist." Carol closed her eyes and let herself relax into the
sensations. She felt a little as if she were floating on dense, dense
water.

"World's prettiest neck," Mia murmured into her skin. Carol gasped and
shuddered. "And most sensitive. So exciting. Wanna see?"

Carol felt something moist against her lips and opened her mouth
delightedly to accept a finger coated with the taste of her lover's
pussy.

Mia nibbled Carol's ear as she sucked at her finger.

"You know what I want to do to your neck?" she whispered.

Carol shook her head.

"I want to fuck it," Mia said. "I want to fuck your neck."

Carol giggled. "You want to what?" She started to turn over.

Mia pushed down hard on her shoulder. "Lie still." Her voice was nearly
stern.

She pulled away and Carol heard rustling sounds as her partner disrobed.
Then she felt Mia's knees settling on either side of her head.

The air above Carol's neck felt charged and dangerous, like an open
field before a sudden summer storm. Mia rocked from side to side
slightly, spreading her knees wider, and Carol felt the delicate touch
of soft wet flesh, like multiple simultaneous kisses. She shivered
violently and groaned. "You like that?" Mia's voice was husky.

"Yeah," Carol breathed.

Carol felt Mia's fingertips reach between her thighs to pull her lips
open as much as she could. Mia leaned forward and the delicious pressure
increased. "Mmm," Mia said. "I like it too. Oh!"

Mia rocked back and forth and slid her pussy over Carol's neck. It felt
wild and strange and terrifically exciting.

"Touch yourself while I fuck you," Mia instructed.

Carol was happy to comply. She pulled her knees up to raise her ass a
little so her fingers had better access.

Mia twisted slightly from side to side and from back to front. "Mmm,
yeah," she sighed. "The soft little hairs at the back of your neck kinda
tickle my clit. It feels great."

Carol strummed her hand across her own clitoris.

"Yeah," Mia gasped again. "Are you fucking yourself?"

Carol slid two fingers inside herself, and curled them slightly,
straining to graze her G-spot with her fingertips. "Yes," she said
obediently.

"Good girl," Mia said approvingly. "Grind the heel of your hand against
your clit."

"Yes."

Mia arched back and grabbed Carol's ass cheeks. "I love it when you jerk
yourself off," she whispered. "It makes me so hot. I love your fucking
neck, I love fucking your neck."

Their moans mingled with the sounds of rustling bedclothes and the faint
complaints of the mattress.

"Fuck!" Mia gasped suddenly. "I'm going to come. I'm going to cream all
over your neck!" She stopped moving for a second and Carol felt the
weight on her increase for a second before Mia's body bucked and
twitched above her. "Oh!" she cried. "Oh, God!"

Mia knelt above her, breathing raggedly. She leaned over to support
herself against the wall for a few moments as she recovered a little
from the force of her orgasm. Carol's fingers kept moving busily.

After a minute or so Mia lay down, half on top of Carol. She started to
lick up the wetness she'd left on her partner's skin and the touch of
her partner's tongue sent Carol over the edge. She clasped her knees
together and clenched her teeth tight. The orgasm rattled her like an
earthquake. She rode through its rumbles and gasped through the
aftershocks.

They lay drowsily together afterwards, caressing each other gently.
Carol turned her head to kiss Mia searchingly. "God," she murmured. "You
are so inventive."

Mia seemed half-asleep. Her mumbled response didn't quite reach
language.

Carol was wide awake, her head spinning. After a while she pulled
herself free of Mia's embrace. The motion half-roused her girlfriend.
She made a querulous noise.

Carol kissed her forehead. "Rest," she said tenderly. "I need to go
write a little more. I got some new inspiration for the scene I was
stuck on."