## Archive-name: Lipstick.Spanking

From: jfriday@helena.stat.uga.edu (Paul Stacy)

Subject: ARCHIVE: Lipstick Spanking

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c.edu!lesatz From: lesatz@sal-sun1.usc.edu (Eric Michals) Newsgroups: alt.sex Subject: Story: lipstick spanking (was Re: story request) Message-ID: <16271@chaph.usc.edu> Date: 1 Apr 91 06:24:10 GMT References: <2141@pdxgate.UUCP> Sender: news@chaph.usc.edu Followup-To: alt.sex.bondage Organization: University of Southern California, Los Angeles, CA Nntp-Posting-Host: sal-sun1.usc.edu

As you lick the sore red marks on my ass, I moan quietly, but not quietly enough. You come to the side of the table, and turn my head to face you, as the leash keeps my arms stretched above my head. My wet lips are open, my mouth in a little circle from the painful spanking, and the anticipation of what is to come. You begin to lick at my neck, sending shivers up my spine as I writhe uncomfortably on the table. I enjoy this, and you remind me that I am here for your pleasure tonight. Suddenly I remember, and my body jumps up uncontrollably as your belt once again strikes my ass. However, the restraints are sufficient to keep me from escaping the crack of the belt. As I let out anoth- er cry, you strike again, further between my legs this time, and you notice the lips of my pussy swelling. You take the cold metal edge of the metal buckle and slowly slide it vertically between the tender flesh. The buckle is so cold and I squirm, but manage to bite my tongue.
As you pause to partake of more wine, I beg to drink some myself. You agree, and bring the bottle to my lips. "Drink", you order. I am happy to comply, and you tilt the bottle for just a second, letting a tantalizing few drops of the nectar enter my mouth. I beg for more-instead, you press the warm fabric of your pants against my face, and rub your rampant cock along my flushed skin. You bend over my body, and gather up tiny folds of flesh from my back, taking them between your teeth, and biting them as I arch my body inward.
You free one of my hands and guide it to your thighs. You order me to release your cock, and I slowly unzip your pants. Your cock eagerly jumps towards me, and I take it in my soft hand. I stroke it lovingly, and you moan quietly, as it jumps and jerks in my hand. You ask if I were told to touch you-I look up to you with apology in my eyes, and release your shaft. You recuff my hands, but this time, my arms are crossed, which leaves my body at an angle, exposing my lean stomach and ripe breasts. You take the soft flesh of my shoulder into your mouth, and then lick a trail from my hands back to my shoulder. I shiver a bit, then start to tremble, as your hot tongue slides down my side, ending at my abdomen. You nibble and bite the warm flesh of my stomach, my breasts are heaving, and my neck is arching, hot breath coming jerkily from between my lips. You bite my right nipple, and it swells even more than it had already. You slip your tongue against my bellybutton, and bite it. I moan, and you revel in the joy you are giving me.
But tonight, I am yours to play with, and to give me pleas- ure is your choice. However, it is your right to receive pleas- ure. You explain that I am receiving pleasure only from your generosity, and I nervously offer to pleasure you. You ask you how I intend to do this, and I slide my tongue along the edge of my lips. I offer to take you in my mouth, and beg to have a hand released. You refuse, and I apologize for having asked. You move a bit closer to me, standing up, and again press your thighs against my face. This time, there is no fabric, just your hot flesh. I press my lips against your balls and groan. The vi- brating sensation is incredible. You cover my stomach with light scratches from your fingers. I lick at your heavy cock, and suck it into my mouth. Now you are unable to remain quiet, as my tongue circles the tip of your cock, and my cheeks are alternate- ly stretched by your probing shaft. I look up at you, and you see a look of appreciation in my eyes.
You slowly pull your swollen cock from the depths of my mouth, and kiss me painfully hard on the lips. You give one last nibble to my stomach, and then release my hands from the cuffs. My ass is thrust out over the edge of the low table, my thighs are formed and shadowed by the low lights. You move to the edge of the table and bite both of my ass cheeks, making me arch my back and thrust my ass even further towards you.
You lick between my legs, along the lips of my damp pussy, and near the core of my ass. I shiver, and you slide a finger into my cunt, soaking it in my juices. Suddenly, you withdraw it and touch my asshole. I moan softly as you slide the wet digit into the hole. Your other hand plays between the wet folds of my pussy as I press back towards you....

|_Eric Michals____________/\____|I've only got seven in the clip and one | | lesatz@chaph.usc.edu \/ |in the chamber. Will that be enough?? |

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