Michael sat in his car, parked in front of Dominique’s building, mindful of the time. She had demanded his presence at 11:30pm and It was 11:27pm. Last night, he learned the consequence for being early was almost as severe as the one for being late. The...
Dominique’s call at 2 am, had roused him from a deep sleep. Their session lasted over two hours and exhausted him completely. Over that time, they consumed two bottles of wine. Due to the strenuous activity, most of the alcohol wore off before he left. bu...
As soon as he entered the taxi, Michael knew he had to take Riana's advice. The pain from putting weight on his paddled behind was so intense it wouldn't let up overnight. Sitting at his desk tomorrow was not an option. The cab ride was also proving to be...
Raina watched Michael march naked through the kitchen of her restaurant with smug satisfaction. It would be a cold day in hell before he pulled another stunt like the one that just earned him a blistered bottom. When Dominique returned on Friday, he would...
The throb in his battered backside wasn't Michael's only reminder of his first encounter with Dominique. Every bit of his flesh, from his shoulders to his knees tingled with the effects of her particular kind of attention. He never felt more alive. Michae...
Standing in the corner with his hands on his head and a well-paddled bottom on prominent display, Michael waited for Raina’s entrance. Being put into the corner like a naughty child after a spanking was embarrassing but having someone you barely knew find...
The sound of her high heels clicking across the wooden floor was the first thing to catch Mike's attention. It wasn't the sound itself that was intriguing. Many of the women who frequented this upscale tavern on Friday evening wore high heels. Her stride...
Olivia was not surprised when the phone rang at 4:30. Scott often called before he left work. Usually, to ask if she needed something he could pick up on the way home. She checked the caller ID before she answered. "Hi, baby," she said sweetly. "How was y...
Ken Danager, the wonder boy of Bowman Advertising was late again. At twenty-four, despite his chronic lateness, he was the youngest Account Manager in company history. His imagination and his ability to turn his ideas into art enabled him to rise quickly....
"It looks like someone bought Mrs. Mulligan's house," Alison Kilpatrick called to her mother. "The realtor is taking the sign down." "I hope it's a nice family," came the reply. "Mrs. Mulligan was a good neighbor. I'm going to miss her." Tom, Jane, and Al...
Alison Carter was driving to her job as a junior high English teacher and counting her blessings. She found her job very fulfilling and enjoyed being at work. In the three years she had been teaching, she had developed a reputation as a firm but fair teac...
