My new book features a corporation called YSS--Yeg Submissive Services. There, they breed submissive girls for the wealthiest men in the galaxy. The book opens with a YSS demo: a submissive girl named Grace is put through her paces by her master and a tour-guide named Rena. Here, the pleasure of spanking Grace for illicit self-pleasure has just been awarded to some of the men on the tour.
The body-stocking, as the view-screen now showed, was made so as so make chastising--and, Hend, thought, shifting in his leather-covered seat to try to make his erection a little less uncomfortable--enjoying the girl who wore it very convenient: a cut-out outlined the perfect little apples of Grace's bottom delightfully. When she went over the lap of the first man in line, a handsome but rather prissy looking fellow with a purple skin mod that was much less tasteful than Rena's candy-stripe, he had no impediment at all to his enjoyment of giving her sharp smacks upon her bare backside. The viewscreen showed the naughty bottom in close-up, its sweet little cheeks squirming most deliciously under their punishment. Grace squealed as she felt justice delivered for her disobedience.
"Thank you, sir," she said when the purple man told her, with clear reluctance, to go get her next spanking. After the spanking, of course, it was time for what was clearly the most important part of the demonstration: Grace's master placed her on all fours on the low display-table at the front of the room and demonstrated just how convenient the cut-out at the back of the body-stocking was, and how much Grace adored his cock. When he entered her, she cried out as if thunderstruck, and Hend watched in amazement as the man, without seeming to expend much effort, still less to comport himself like some sort of sex god, fucked Grace to at least five screaming and (Hend thought, at least--from some experience) unquestionably authentic orgasms.
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