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Last week, I supplied a snippet that demonstrated Edmund's casual cruelty when pursuing his Dominant pleasures. This week, I want to continue that scene (in which Victorian Emily is being caned), to show how Emily is beginning to break through her new husband's reserve.
Last week, I supplied a snippet that demonstrated Edmund's casual cruelty when pursuing his Dominant pleasures. This week, I want to continue that scene (in which Victorian Emily is being caned), to show how Emily is beginning to break through her new husband's reserve.
"Ahhhhh! Noooo! Sir, Please!" Five more thwacks succeeded, to make up the sacred number. By the sixth, I was pliant, the way a girl generally only gets at the very end of a long chastisement, but the consummation of the bottom-fucking had, I suppose, served in that capacity.
The ache, however, in my virtue, was of course all the greater, so that when I suddenly felt Edmund kiss me, there, then run his tongue along the aching place, and keep doing it. . . then, I exploded, or so it felt to me, with a shriek of pain and pleasure, and slumped off the bride-saddle, and Edmund caught me, and carried me back to bed.
He laid me down gently, and himself next to me. I was still shivering, and he pulled the bedclothes over us, and hugged me close until the warmth of his body soothed mine.And the blurb--buy the book here!
Edmund’s bride-saddle, which had never been used before, had no built-in fascinus, and so I was spared at least the menacing sight of the upthrust deity, though I was to learn not many days later that the cover of the saddle could easily be changed to reveal the ring into which would be set any of a number of fittings, and I was to learn also that a recent revolution in the manufacture of bride-saddles had brought it about that these rings were now standardized in such way that girls could be required to bring their own fascini to any occasion, and then forced to fit them to the house’s saddle themselves, and mount.
In the 29th book of Explorations, Victorian Emily's ultimate defloration occurs atop her husband's bride-saddle, while fantasy-Emily continues her shameful service to her husband's junior colleagues.
This book of Explorations contains fiction elaborating the following sorts of fantasy that you may wish to avoid: Mf, MMMf (no sex among the Ms), anal, spanking, watersports. It's intended for over-18 audiences who, like me, are interested in exploring the lines between pleasure and pain, dominance and submission, and fantasy and reality. All characters depicted are consenting adults.Read all the Saturday Spankings!