Adventures of a Spanking Addict (Wicked Leather) (5 page)

SMACK! POP! POP!

“I’m sure you didn’t feel that,” Daniel leaned over
and breathed into my ear. He pulled back and swatted me again, this time lower,
catching the top of my thighs, the sting bringing tears to my eyes.

SMACK! SMACK!

His fingers trailed across the tender flesh,
kneading in the heat, softly scratching the surface of my skin.  I was doing
everything I could to keep my legs still, but it was impossible. Daniel’s
wandering hands found the soft warm skin inside my thighs, nudging them apart.

SMACK!

I drew in a sharp breath, my nostrils flared;
twisting against my bonds I tried to stand. His stinging smack was low enough to
have caught the inner curves of my panties creating a burning heat pulsing
throughout my body.

POP! SMACK!

I pushed my way to my feet, turning to face Daniel. His
arms lifted me onto the bed as I hooked my bound wrists around his neck.

“Would you like me to take that off?” he whispered
in my ear.

He reached up and gently peeled the tape from my
lips. 

Daniel’s lips crushed mine as he pushed me back onto
the bed. I could feel every muscle of his body pushing against me, his hard
swelling cock pushing and parting my legs. There was nothing I could deny this
man. 

Daniel couldn’t wait; he pushed aside the material
of my floral panties shoving his hard cock deep in my cunt. Daniel was fierce
when he entered me.  I let out a gasp from somewhere deep in my chest which was
followed by moans as I arched my hips to meet him. All the way in and then all
the way out, his hands held my hips secure, as I closed my eyes and rocked back
and forth on his hard cock.

He plunged his cock deeper into me, as I twisted
against the bed the plastic wrap exploded underneath and between us. An
explosion of noises as I screamed out, his hand moved roughly past my breasts
and covered my mouth.  My legs pushed and entwined around his body, pulling him
closer, filling my own hunger.  I didn’t want to let go as he leaned in further,
his breath hot on my ear.

“You belong to me now.” Daniel groaned.

There was no mercy, as he took my body as his. So
much desire and emotion filled me; my body shook against his thick hard cock. 
I moaned and he exploded, filling my cunt with his cum, his grip lessened, as
he fell forward, his own need fulfilled.

Daniel smiled as he looked down on me. He reached
over pushing my hair out of my eyes.

“Your bedroom is beautiful here, you sure you won’t
miss it?”

“I’m sure. Are you sure you have room for all my
things?”

“Oh yes, Chloe. I’m moving you into the dungeon
room.”

My mind started to panic. Daniel had not allowed me
in that room since our first night together.  He had been clear, should I enter
that room I would belong to him.

“Does that mean?”

“Yes, Chloe, you belong to me, now and forever.”

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6
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I pushed my way through the maze of boxes, wondering
where to even begin unpacking.  Daniel had been a great help, and had already
started putting things away.

“Looking for something?”  Daniel surprised me from
behind the stack of boxes.

“A place to start.”

“Come with me,” he said as he grabbed my hand and
led me through the maze and down the hallway.

I knew where he was leading, but followed along
tentatively. The doors were all shut, except the one at the end of the hall. 
The room I had discovered on my first visit, the stone room, a dungeon, it had
taken my breath away. 

I held tightly to Daniel’s hand, anticipation and
fear welling up inside of me as we approached the door.  I remembered the huge
mahogany bed and the array of paddles, ropes, chains, and manacles about the
room.  I took in a deep breath as he opened the door.

I had to hold on to the frame of the door to steady
myself; I only knew that I couldn’t believe my eyes.  I just stared speechless,
holding onto the doorway to keep my balance.  Tears welled up in my eyes.

Daniel had moved my bedroom furniture into the room
and had flowers arranged on my dresser. The mahogany four-poster bed and the
beautiful stone walls were all that remained of the original décor.  A huge
trunk was placed at the end of the bed, my vanity was close to the window, and
my huge armoire was even in place.  I was glad that Daniel had me do this.

I turned and threw my arms around him.

“Thank you so much.”

“All you have to worry about is one box at a time.”
Daniel looked at the trunk at the end of the bed and smiled.

That night was the first night I spent sleeping in
the huge bed with Daniel.  I was exhausted from the move and unpacking boxes
all evening.  I quickly fell asleep and dreamed of Daniel.

When I woke up the next morning the room, I found
myself alone in bed.  I sat up and pulled the covers back to discover a thin golden
chain wrapped around my waist.  I had no memory of how it had gotten there, and
was still tired from all the moving the day before.  I rolled over, hugging his
pillow, and ran my fingers around the chain on my waist.  I smiled to myself,
and could not help but relish the care Daniel took of me. 

A few minutes later Daniel came into the room
with a tray of food, scrambled eggs, sausage, hash browns, orange juice and hot
buttered biscuits. Everything was fixed just the way I like it.
“Don’t expect this treatment every day.” Daniel
grinned as he put down the tray and opened the curtains. “It’s just your first
day.”

I squinted from the bright light and jumped out of
bed.  I found a box labeled clothes, and was glad to find a tank and a pair of
pajamas.

“Thank you for breakfast,” I said as I grabbed a
biscuit from the tray. “I feel like I have so much to do today, thanks for
letting me sleep in.”

“Not a problem,” Daniel mumbled through his shirt as
he pulled it over his head. He grinned, “Take your time; I’ve got a few things
for you to do too.”

“Like what?” I asked with a mouthful of food. I was
suddenly aware of what a mess I was and tried to pat down my morning hair.

“Don’t worry about it now, just get comfortable,
unpack your things, and feel free to explore.

Daniel went into his office and left me to figure
out what to do with my things.  I was tentative about his suggestion of
exploring. My last adventure exploring his home had led me to his dungeon like
bedroom, and nearly terrified me.

I spent my morning putting away my clothes, and
clearing away boxes.  I had not thought twice about what I might find until I
looked under the bed and discovered another long box. I was nervous, and looked
around, almost afraid to get caught, but I was too curious to not look in the
box. 

When I was sure that Daniel was not going to see me
looking, I opened the box and discovered a collection of riding crops, latex
gloves, masks, and more.  I ran my fingers over one of the masks and felt its
velvety texture.  It was beautiful, with silver beading around the eyes and a
plume of black feathers off one side. 

The door shut behind me and the box clattered shut
as I nearly jumped out of my skin.

“Why don’t you put those on?”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” I said, blushing from the
embarrassment of getting caught. 

“They’re for you. Put them on, I want to see you in
them.”

Daniel went to the closet and pulled out another
box.  I was hesitant about wearing such things and stood by the bed running my
hands over the black latex gloves.

“I was saving these for tonight, but maybe you’d like
to wear them now.” He set the box on the bed and left the room for me to
change.

I took a deep breath, I had no idea what was in this
box.  I now seemed very aware that as part of the décor there were many boxes
and old trunks stuffed away in every corner. There was the huge trunk at the
end of the bed that I now wondered what was in it.

I opened the box, but was surprised and shocked to
find the most beautiful beaded bra and panty set I had ever seen.  It was all
black with silver beads, leaving an open triangle around the breasts, and tied
around the back and neck.  The panties were a matching beaded g-string, the
smallest I had ever seen.  I looked in the box and pulled out a beautiful black
silk robe, with beaded sleeves that matched the set.

The anticipation I felt as I dressed was something I
had never felt before.  I felt beautiful and powerful.  I added stockings and
leather boots to complete the ensemble, and carefully pulled on the latex
gloves.  I looked at myself in the mirror and could not believe the change that
my own sexuality had created within myself. I didn’t turn away from the fire in
my own eyes as they gleamed, but instead admired the new form in the mirror.

I took a deep breath, grabbed a crop from the secret
box, and headed down the hall. 

Daniel stepped out of his office and nearly startled
me. My confidence suddenly disappeared as he grinned.

“Thanks for bringing that to me,” he looked at the
crop.

I awkwardly stumbled forward and held it out for him
to take.  Daniel reached out, and grabbed my hand, pulling me into his arms.

“You’re beautiful.” Daniel said as he pulled the
ties to my robe.  “But you need to learn the rules of the house.”

Daniel pushed me back against the wall, and pulled
my robe down past my shoulders revealing my breasts. His hands were quick, as
they pulled the tie from my robe free, and he began to tie one end around my
wrist.

In one movement, he pulled my hands above my head
and secured them to a sconce that was positioned on the wall. He pulled the tie
up higher forcing me to stand on my toes.  My back arched exposing my bare
breasts, entangled in the silver beaded bra. 

WHACK!

A stinging smack to my thigh sent me dancing to maintain
my balance.

“I do the spanking here.”

Daniel trailed the end of the crop down the front of
my body, leaving a whisper of where it had been.  My nerves were firing
overtime as he trailed it further down the side of my thigh, waiting, for the much
anticipated.

WHACK!

WHACK!

“You forgot the mask.”

WHACK!

“Oh, ouch, I’m sorry.” I squealed as I wiggled to
keep by balance.

Daniel pulled a blindfold out of his shirt pocket
and slipped it over my eyes.

“Turn around.”

I turned around on my tiptoes, revealing the black
and silver beaded g-string that exposed my bottom and thighs.  His hands rubbed
my cheeks, preparing them, and creating an intensity of need.

“Let’s go over some basic rules.” Daniel said
sternly.

He’s got to be kidding.
My
thoughts started to run away with me wondering what I had gotten myself into.

“I take my coffee with one sugar and two creams,”
Daniel said as he trailed the crop down between my legs. Reaching my ankles he
softly smacked the leather tip against my ankles. “Spread them.”

I timidly obeyed, spreading my legs almost shoulder
width.

The soft smack of the leather continued further up,
settling somewhere between a tickle and soft stinging sensation. As the crop
led upwards, the anticipation of where it was leading, suddenly frightened me,
and I snapped my legs, shut.

Daniel pushed me against the wall, his breath so
close to my neck it was seared as he whispered.

“You will do as you are told.”  His foot slipped
between mine pushing them further apart.

I shuddered and stretched pushing my legs further
apart, needing suddenly to obey his demanding whispers.

The leather tip of the crop swayed back and forth
tapping the inner sides of my ankles then rising slowly up my legs. Slowly at
first, then the crop quickened its pace striking the skin on the inside of my
thighs rising higher and higher until I pulled back in fear and instinctively
shifted to pull my legs together.

“Turn around.” His voice faded as if he stepped
back.

I struggled on my toes to pull myself around,
feeling the tie to the robe firmly around my wrists, my breasts bare and
totally exposed.  I danced in my struggle to maintain my balance; my back
arching against the wall made it difficult stay upright without swaying.

I felt his hands first, and then the leather as it
coiled around my ankle, it was soft and smooth.  Daniel buckled it firmly in
place, kissed my thigh as he moved to place the leather cuff around the other
ankle. Then I heard a loud clink as Daniel gently pushed my legs further and
further apart. I struggled to stand and heard the soft clicks of locks closing
in place.  No matter how hard I struggled I could not close my legs.