You'd better bet that's EXPLORATIONS by Emily Tilton. What else could it be?
"Don't fuss, now," said Barbara.
"Mmmm" said Martha.
All strength seemed to be gone from Susan's legs, and she helplessly allowed Martha to open her, spreading her thighs wide. "Hold your knees open, dear," said Barbara, and Susan obeyed, unable to think of doing anything but what she was told.
"Mmmmmm."
"Oh. . . oh. . . what. . . oh, no. . ."
"What Martha is doing is called 'tasting peach'," murmured Barbara. "When you do the same to us, it's called 'kissing puss', because we are your seniors, and we have our hair there since you do not. We will taste your peach sometimes, when you've been very good, but from now on, when you're not in Chuck's bed, you'll be with us, kissing puss."
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I thought I'd celebrate the arrival of the Omnibus and Part 2 with a caning by the Prince of Wales, Bertie aka Edward VII.
"Now Mrs. Wilkes," said his Highness, "you must understand, of course, that I need not find a specific pretext upon which to cane you, since as a Knight of the Garter it is my prerogative to exercise rights of discipline upon any lady in the realm; this particular right may be one of which you have not been made aware?"
"I can hardly say it surprises me, your Highness," I replied calmly.
"As I say, then, I need not find a pretext. But it is also important that you gain the improvement from this chastisement that such chastisement must always be directed towards procuring. I do not cane young ladies unless it be for their own good."
I was successful, at this, in suppressing a smile. I could not imagine Edmund making any similar declaration. Indeed, one of his favorite things was to punish me for no reason whatsoever except the general naughtiness of my air. Nor, on such occasions, did he say anything about the possibility of my being improved--that is, I suppose, being relieved of some of my naughtiness--by the process. It would be especially interesting to learn how the prince would move from improving me by the application of the cane to enjoying me--always assuming of course that such enjoyment made a part of his plans. It is very wanton of me I suppose, but although I blush to confess it I must say that the charm of his royal authority was working its aphrodisiac magic upon me. His Highness was a relatively handsome man, but much more importantly he demonstrated, in every insouciant gesture and naughty word, the extremity of his temporal power. I found that my loins were responding to this power in ways I had not imagined they might.
"We must, then," he continued, "discover why it is you shall now be caned. Have you perhaps anything to confess?"
I could of course think of many things, but his Highness did not leave me space to confess them, but continued, growing almost comically stern in his manner, "For instance, I very much suspect that you are the kind of girl who is unable to resist the temptation to touch her private part from time to time."
My body knew its role. I blushed deeply. Something in his manner made me suspect that the scene would go better if I remained mute.
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I finally did it. EXPLORATIONS is complete, and now available in one 227,000-word package, for the low, low price of $9.99.
Here's the blurb:
Here it is. The whole darned thing. Look on other, individual pages for the descriptions. Probably, if you're an Emily Tilton fan, by this time you know what you're getting, and in this package you're getting a LOT of it. 227,000 words, and I promise you'll be astonished how very many of them are pure erotica. Move over, Sade.
These books of Explorations contain fiction elaborating the following sorts of fantasy that you may wish to avoid: Mf, MMff, MMMf, MMMMf (no sex among M's, at any time--sorry), FFFf, ffff, Mff, Mfff, Mffff, Mffffff, anal, spanking, King James language pseudo-religious erotica, sister-wives doing the kind of thing naughty minds really want sister-wives to do, exhibitionist sex athletics, diaperplay, ageplay. Stuff that doesn't even have an abbreviation or a name, because it's too hot and shameful. Spanking, whipping, caning, flogging. 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.
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In case you always wondered, omnibus, from which get our word for a big vehicle that carries lots of people--that is, originally, an (omni)bus--means "for everyone" or "with everything." This omnibus is both!
Why not? It's what makes this unique book unique.
After he had helped her back to a kneeling position, Charles said, "When you have done as much of your penance as you find helpful, you may go. I'll see you Sunday, and you should be prepared to go to the room of penance after Mass." He took the little sheet of instructions from where he had enfolded it at the back of his prayer book and put it on the prayer desk. "These instructions will guide you in how to dress and what to do."
With the aid of the matrons of the church, Charles had written the instructions himself, and as he walked back to his office he remembered them, thinking, despite himself, about Laura Standish's panties, and what her bottom would look like positioned over the penitent's bench, and how it would look after Jim Percy had applied fifty lashes to it with the church strap.
In the room of penance, you will be whipped with the church strap upon your bottom, while still wearing your underwear. This punishment will be given you in love, by one of the heads of household of the parish: he or she will not know your identity, and you will not know his or hers.
Please be sure, when you are dressing for church on a day on which you must go to the room of penance, that you wear modest underwear; if you are found to be wearing inappropriate underwear, you will be given more modest underwear and sent to the lavatory to change into it.
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(See here for an explanation of this series and here for an index to it.)
As soon as Kelly saw the mesh-lace body-stocking with the beautiful floral pattern, she knew she was in terrible trouble. So when Mistress led Hope into the bedroom, dressed in the special leather that meant Mistress had chosen her to administer punishment, Kelly wasn't surprised--but that didn't mean she was any less scared of what Hope would do with the flogger she held in her right hand.
"Kelly," said Mistress, "You are to strip down to your bra and panties, and put on the body-stocking. Hope will whip you now, because you seem unable to learn in any other way that I expect my girls to be on time for their appointments. Mrs. Klett is a very important executive, and a very important client, and you kept her waiting for half an hour. Tell me, what does a body-stocking like this one symbolize in my establishment?"
"It means that a girl belongs to you, mistress," Kelly whispered.
"Why do I always dress my girls in body-stockings to punish them?"
"To make us feel that we are owned."
"Prepare for your punishment, then," Mistress said. Silently, Kelly began to obey.
"Hope?"
"Yes, Mistress?"
"Once you get over her, I want the rear of the stocking wide open, and then I want those panties down. Play with the anus before you start to flog the bottom--three fingers in there, please. Our Kelly needs to understand why my body-stockings are open in back."
(Image via Maritza Rivas of the BDSM Prerogative Community.)
In the spirit of Wednesday, here's a bit from my work-in-progress, Her True Lord's Hand:
"Not only," he said, "must you be punished regularly for the crimes of your father and his father, it appears, but it seems to me now that I must also punish you for your whorish nature."
"What?" Anne whispered. The shock in that whisper made the lust in Guy's loins, which had abated as he tried to understand his bride's behavior, return tenfold.
"Yes, my dear," Guy said. Knowing that he had conceived this plan on the fly, in an instant, made the moment of telling it all the more delicious. "Your pleasure in my touch is not such as a noble bride, a countess, should feel. When I find you wet, I will chastise you. You shall lift your skirts when I command it, and I shall inspect your cunt for signs of wantonness. When I find them, your backside will pay for your whorish pleasures."
"Oh, my lord. . . you cannot. . . I. . ." She gave vent to a storm of weeping, which served to make Guy all the harder.
"I can and I will, and I shall begin now." He took the birch up again, and rose to stand behind her.
Other things:
- An ageplay collaboration is coming soon!
- I'm pretty sure the Caroline box-set will appear at some point. . .
- If religion and spanking are a thing for you, go get Father Charles Takes a Wife, for goodness' sake!
I know I've hit a potent taboo when I make even myself feel uncomfortable. That's what writing Father Charles Takes a Wife was all about, really. Let me just give you a bit that I had to re-write several times. . .
"My child," Charles said, "have you been considering your sinful nature?"
The question clearly surprised her, but only for a moment. Laura said, "Yes, Father."
Instinctively, Charles did not reply immediately, and only a moment later, Laura went on, "I am a very wicked girl aren't I?"
"What makes you so wicked?" Charles asked.
"Well… I didn't obey you earlier tonight."
"Yes, that's right," Charles prompted. "And so I spanked you."
"And… I sucked your cock, Father."
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