Chapter One
Sophie Bennett liked being spanked. She enjoyed the sharp sting of a man’s bare palm slapping her sensitive flesh. Craved the fiery pain as a whip snapped against her blushing butt cheeks. She’d read up on her fetish. Knew the pain created by a cane, or a paddle, or whatever a man used on her, released endorphins and formed the naughty pleasure she was addicted to. She just wished she didn’t need to be spanked before she was able to orgasm. With the boring guys she’d been dating lately it was so damned inconvenient to pretend she was climaxing, when she truly wasn’t.
“This daring spanking attire just came in,” Jewel, owner of Jewel’s Toy Shoppe, broke into Sophie’s thoughts.
Jewel held up a blush pink diamond-patterned lace dress. Around its waist dangled a pretty silver chain. The dress was virtually see-through and when Jewel turned it around to let Sophie see the back area, wicked tingles swept through her. The back was low down to the waist and there were two large cut outs where her ass cheeks would be fully exposed. If she wore this, no man would doubt why she was at the Key Club during the Spank-Me Ménage Night festivities this weekend.
“Beware, no undies. All a guy has to do is lift the front area of your skirt and he can slide his asset into you. The behind area is open as you can see, so he can paddle you or just take you from behind whenever he wants. And if you want your breasts paddled…this low cut elastic collar allows you to slip the top down and the built-in push-up bra will allow the material to snuggle beneath your breasts, accentuating your assets for him. The dress is designed in such a way as to give your men a clear invitation to spank away.”
Sophie shook her head as shyness chased away her momentary boldness.
“I…I can’t.”
Jewel frowned. “Don’t you like it?”
“It’s too revealing,” she admitted.
“Sweetheart, you haven’t been to a Spank-Me Ménage Night at the Key Club lately, have you?”
Sophie’s cheeks grew warm. Oh crap, her secret was out!
“It’s been more than a couple of years since I went on a spank night. I hear it’s changed big time.”
Jewel smiled warmly.
“Yes, that’s true. The Club attracts groups that are very serious about their fetishes. Everyone wears spank wear on that particular night. Trust me, if you don’t go with the flow, you’ll stick out like a sore thumb.”
“The dress really is gorgeous,” Sophie admitted as she touched the soft pink lace. She wanted her fetish to be taken seriously. She wanted to orgasm over and over, but to show up wearing a dress with her ass cheeks visible for everyone to see? She was desperate to have a hot spanking, but she wasn’t sure if she could dress this provocative way.
She inhaled a sharp breath as visions of the only two men who’d ever made her climax shot through her mind. The erotic sounds of her moans and harsh slaps of palms against her sensitive ass cheeks was as clear now in her mind as the times they’d fucked her.
Oh boy. Would she ever find their equivalent at the Key Club?
“The dress comes with silver chain earrings and black leather wrist and ankle cuffs. If you wear this with all it’s accessories, you’ll look like a pro and catch the eyes of a couple of men heavy into spanking…if that’s what you are looking to do, I mean it isn’t called Spank-Me Ménage for nothing.”
“Um…well, actually, yes.” She wasn’t used to talking with Jewel about this. She barely knew the woman.
Normally she’d go to her two best friends, Claire and Marley, for advice. Lately though, they’d been ultra-busy with their ménage relationships and Marley had her baby daughter taking up alot of her time now too. The last thing she wanted to do was intrude on them about her unsatisfactory sex life.
She wished she could be so lucky to have a couple of hot men who loved her like Claire and Marley did. Even Marley’s sister, Kelsie had snared two hot
Sophie Bennett liked being spanked. She enjoyed the sharp sting of a man’s bare palm slapping her sensitive flesh. Craved the fiery pain as a whip snapped against her blushing butt cheeks. She’d read up on her fetish. Knew the pain created by a cane, or a paddle, or whatever a man used on her, released endorphins and formed the naughty pleasure she was addicted to. She just wished she didn’t need to be spanked before she was able to orgasm. With the boring guys she’d been dating lately it was so damned inconvenient to pretend she was climaxing, when she truly wasn’t.
“This daring spanking attire just came in,” Jewel, owner of Jewel’s Toy Shoppe, broke into Sophie’s thoughts.
Jewel held up a blush pink diamond-patterned lace dress. Around its waist dangled a pretty silver chain. The dress was virtually see-through and when Jewel turned it around to let Sophie see the back area, wicked tingles swept through her. The back was low down to the waist and there were two large cut outs where her ass cheeks would be fully exposed. If she wore this, no man would doubt why she was at the Key Club during the Spank-Me Ménage Night festivities this weekend.
“Beware, no undies. All a guy has to do is lift the front area of your skirt and he can slide his asset into you. The behind area is open as you can see, so he can paddle you or just take you from behind whenever he wants. And if you want your breasts paddled…this low cut elastic collar allows you to slip the top down and the built-in push-up bra will allow the material to snuggle beneath your breasts, accentuating your assets for him. The dress is designed in such a way as to give your men a clear invitation to spank away.”
Sophie shook her head as shyness chased away her momentary boldness.
“I…I can’t.”
Jewel frowned. “Don’t you like it?”
“It’s too revealing,” she admitted.
“Sweetheart, you haven’t been to a Spank-Me Ménage Night at the Key Club lately, have you?”
Sophie’s cheeks grew warm. Oh crap, her secret was out!
“It’s been more than a couple of years since I went on a spank night. I hear it’s changed big time.”
Jewel smiled warmly.
“Yes, that’s true. The Club attracts groups that are very serious about their fetishes. Everyone wears spank wear on that particular night. Trust me, if you don’t go with the flow, you’ll stick out like a sore thumb.”
“The dress really is gorgeous,” Sophie admitted as she touched the soft pink lace. She wanted her fetish to be taken seriously. She wanted to orgasm over and over, but to show up wearing a dress with her ass cheeks visible for everyone to see? She was desperate to have a hot spanking, but she wasn’t sure if she could dress this provocative way.
She inhaled a sharp breath as visions of the only two men who’d ever made her climax shot through her mind. The erotic sounds of her moans and harsh slaps of palms against her sensitive ass cheeks was as clear now in her mind as the times they’d fucked her.
Oh boy. Would she ever find their equivalent at the Key Club?
“The dress comes with silver chain earrings and black leather wrist and ankle cuffs. If you wear this with all it’s accessories, you’ll look like a pro and catch the eyes of a couple of men heavy into spanking…if that’s what you are looking to do, I mean it isn’t called Spank-Me Ménage for nothing.”
“Um…well, actually, yes.” She wasn’t used to talking with Jewel about this. She barely knew the woman.
Normally she’d go to her two best friends, Claire and Marley, for advice. Lately though, they’d been ultra-busy with their ménage relationships and Marley had her baby daughter taking up alot of her time now too. The last thing she wanted to do was intrude on them about her unsatisfactory sex life.
She wished she could be so lucky to have a couple of hot men who loved her like Claire and Marley did. Even Marley’s sister, Kelsie had snared two hot
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