Wicked Leather
Adventures of a Spanking Addict
Lenore T. Rose
To Mike H. for being a dear friend and supporting all my adventures.
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My adventures as a spanking addict began when I met Professor Daniel Metcalf. I worked for him at Southland University grading papers for over a year. He was darkly handsome, intelligent, always running his fingers through his dark hair as he lectured and advised his students. I yearned for him in silence, staying late just to be near him. Thorough and silent, I was happy enough for the time to be near him professionally, and fought back tears the day he fired me. I soon discovered that he let me go out of his own needs. He too had secrets, secret longings for me, secret rooms, and secret desires.
Daniel introduced me to the joys of spanking over a year ago, slowly addicting me to the painful pleasures of his hand. Daniel took the time to talk to me about safewords, Dominance and submission. I listened without truly understanding, so he allowed me the room I needed to grow into my own, our relationship remained loosely open, while I became the pursuer. His loose reigns were still pulling me back. I would visit often, and return to him for guidance in my other relationships, at work and at play.
After a summer back home, Daniel had helped me find a great new job working for the university in Dr. Ryan’s office. We had been working so much overtime lately, that I decided we needed a night out on the town. My best friend Renee had come into town for the weekend, and we decided some good old fashioned hell-raising was in order. After the office secretary had dropped some more paperwork on my desk, I had another thought.
As I watched her walk towards the door in her tight skirt, I had to ask, “Amanda, are you doing anything tonight?”
“I don’t have any plans, why?” she asked, in her always cute voice.
“My best friend Renee is visiting and we are going out tonight. Would you like to join us?”
Of course I had my motives; I had been daydreaming about Daniel and Renee, but had been watching Amanda in that tight sweater and skirt all day now. She was the worst secretary ever. Dr. Ryan only kept her around, because he couldn't stop looking at her perky breasts poking through those sweaters, and the way she always wiggled her ass as she walked out of his office. Sad reason to keep a secretary, I know, but true.
“Oh that sounds like a lot of fun Chloe, thanks for inviting me. I’d love to come. Maybe you can tell me more about this mysterious professor of yours.”
As Renee and I drove to the restaurant, I thought about when we had been getting ready to leave. We almost didn't make it. We hadn't seen each other for months, and while we were supposed to be getting dressed, we could not help but steal a kiss. Renee was an Italian beauty, with olive skin, black hair, and deep, deep brown eyes that my own green eyes could get lost in. Before we knew it we were tearing our clothes off, my long fire red hair entangling with her black hair. We made love for what seemed like an eternity. It was only just a short time in reality, but I had missed her so much. We had to get ready to leave all over again, and called Amanda to meet us an hour late. As Renee and I pulled into the parking lot, I was still thinking about how she tasted. I parked the car, turned to her and reached over, pulling her to me. We kissed each other passionately, and then grinned as we had to repair our lipstick before going in.
As we entered the restaurant, we could see Amanda at the bar waiting for us. I introduced Renee to Amanda, and Amanda was all giggles. Amanda was beautiful, but I was glad she didn't notice the glances being exchanged between Renee and myself. We were seated at a table, and started talking.
“Was it a long flight Renee? Did you get a chance to rest up?” asked Amanda.
“The flight wasn't too long, and I did get a chance to go to bed for a while,” Renee said while smiling across the table at me.
“Have you two had a chance to get all caught up with each other, Chloe?” asked Amanda smiling still.
Amanda’s blue eyes were really sparkling; all I could think of was how much I wanted to kiss her. The wine must be going to my head; Renee had been the only girl I had ever kissed. Daniel was the only one I had ever told about our special friendship.
“Yes, we got to spend some time together; we got a little carried away. That’s why we were running late.” I said as I grinned at Renee. I could tell Renee was thinking the same thing I was, Amanda was so hot. Renee tapped me under the table and I knew then that we both wanted her naked at that point.
We had dinner and two bottles of wine, talking and laughing all evening. As I told them about Daniel, I could see they were both getting turned on by it. We were blushing and speaking in hushed tones as I described getting spanked by Daniel. Renee just grinned and winked. We were being eyed by several men in the restaurant, and finally one handsome young man came to our table and asked if we were out causing trouble.
“Of course!” we replied in unison, all giggling in a drunken laughter. He was very nice, and of course Amanda was putting out all her dumb blonde act. I smiled at Renee, and we excused ourselves to the ladies’ room, leaving Amanda to get his phone number and talk to him a moment longer.
When we arrived at the restrooms, Renee took one look around and noticed no one was there. She quickly grabbed me and pulled me close. Her hands on my ass, made my head swirl. I kissed her deeply, tangling my tongue with hers. Reaching up, I cupped her breasts through her shirt and shivered at the thought of what we had done before coming to dinner. I knew she wasn't wearing panties, so I reached down under her skirt, and felt her wetness. I looked at her, smiling wickedly, as I brought my finger to my lips and tasted her sweetness. Suddenly I had an idea; we had to get out of here, and fast.
We had all gotten far too intoxicated to drive, so I had to call us a cab. I told Amanda she could stay at my house if she wanted. We were getting a lot of attention at the bar waiting on our cab, three beautiful horny drunken women. Renee winked at me, and I was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Amanda was giggling and still clueless.
When we arrived at my home, I went into the kitchen and opened another bottle of wine. I poured us all a glass and we sat around the living room talking. Eventually, our conversation got hot and turned to sex. I was dripping wet just thinking about Renee. Renee and I kept exchanging knowing glances at each other. I moved over to sit by Renee and looked over at Amanda. Finally, I began to tell Amanda about how Renee and I had met in college, as dorm roommates.
“Amanda, did I ever tell you how Renee and I met?” I asked.
“I don’t think so; I know you've been friends a very long time.” She giggled.
“We met in college, as dorm roommates. We were best of friends, and then one night after spending hours drinking and talking, the conversation turned to sex. We talked about what we had tried and not tried. One thing we learned was that we both had never tried sex with a woman. So we did it with each other.” I went on.
“Ohhh!” She looked quite shocked. “I just can’t believe it!”
To prove it to her, Renee reached over and began kissing me deeply on the mouth. She reached in my blouse, and cupped my breasts while our tongues intertwined. I could take no more, and let out a moan. Amanda sat there in amazement, but we could tell she was getting turned on by all the action. So we kept going.
Renee pushed me back against the couch and pulled my shirt open. I reached down and helped her undo the front clasp of my pink lacy
bra. Renee exposed my beautiful full breasts, and leaned forward, slowly beginning to suck on my nipples. Amanda stared as Renee’s tongue swirled in circles around my already hard nipples, watching me arch and moan. I pulled Renee to me, pulling open her blouse. After undoing her black satin bra, I began to use my fingers and massage her nipples. Her breasts were so beautiful, they were firm and perky. I leaned up and kissed her breasts tenderly, and sucked her nipples till they were hard and rigid. I love to suck on her breasts.
Amanda leaned forward with a look of wonder and curiosity on her face. She looked very interested in what we were doing, almost as if she wanted a closer look. I could tell she was getting very excited by watching us.
“Amanda, would you like me to suck on your nipples and let you know how it feels to have your breasts sucked on by a woman?” I asked.
She just shook her head, bewildered, not knowing how to answer. We stood up, went to her and kneeled in front of her. Both Renee and I quickly unbuttoned her sweater, and noticed her beautiful breasts. As we undid the clasp of her white lace bra, her breasts were stunningly beautiful. They were full, round and firm, with pink nipples that were already turned on and erect. As Renee began to suck one nipple, I swirled my tongue and flicked at her other one. I was getting so wet. I looked up and kissed her deeply, as she moaned from the excitement. I could take no more, and slowly pulled off my skirt and pink lace panties. As I returned to continue caressing Amanda’s breasts, I also fondled my own, squeezing my nipples until it was almost painful. Renee paused only to remove her skirt; she hadn't worn any panties at all. The kaleidoscope of beauty around us was stunning, with Amanda’s blonde good looks with a soft summer tan, Renee’s black hair and olive skin, and my long red hair with creamy white skin.
Renee continued to caress and suck on Amanda’s beautiful breasts, while I began caressing her thighs, slowly pulling her legs apart. I reached down and slipped my fingers up inside her panties and stroked her. She was already so wet.
“Chloe,” she started in protest, but it was lost in moans of ecstasy and she just leaned back in sheer bliss.
I pushed my fingers inside of her and felt how wet and tight she was. I then found her clit, and slowly began to flick my fingers across her already aroused bud. Amanda continued to moan with eagerness. I reached up and kissed her soft lips again, I wanted to get her attention. As I looked into her blue eyes filled with passion, I slowly pulled my finger from within her and put it to my lips. Sucking it clean, I tasted her sweetness. She smiled with elation as I slipped it back inside her again.
All the while, Renee stepped back and got another bottle of wine and some glasses. She stopped and watched with excitement as I continued to bring Amanda to her first orgasm from a woman. She could take no more, and put the bottle and glasses down and walked back over. She was fingering herself as she laid on the floor, and positioned herself beneath me. I lowered my throbbing pussy over Renee’s mouth. I could not help but let out a gasp and loud moan as I felt her tongue inside of me. She flicked her tongue across my clit and continued until I felt an orgasm explode from me. I was groaning loudly, and began to suck on Amanda’s clit, flicking it, licking her softly, and pushing my tongue into her. Her hips were arching up and her orgasm exploded as she yelled out, and moaned.
I moved off Renee and whispered something to Amanda, she giggled. Renee scooped up the wine, and glasses and we left all our clothes as we went upstairs to the bedroom. We were laughing all the way upstairs, and as we all jumped onto the over-sized king bed. Over another glass of wine, Amanda confessed she had thought about it, but had always been too afraid. I put on some music and we all climbed in the bed drinking our wine and talking.
Renee and I exchanged glances, and I knew what was next. I put all the glasses down, and lit up some soft candlelight. I smiled and looked at Amanda and told her, “Its Renee’s turn now.” Though she seemed a bit timid, she reached down and began to stroke Renee’s pussy. I kissed Renee deeply and began sucking on her breasts. Her nipples were so hard and pointy. Amanda slipped her fingers into her and began moving them back and forth. Soon Renee was purring and her hips were moving in rhythm. Amanda, curious, leaned over and tasted her. She found Renee’s clit and began sucking on it while continuing the in and out movement of her fingers. Renee screamed as she orgasmed, and fell back on the bed shaking.
We were all exhausted from the lovemaking. I was oblivious to the time it was, as we all curled up and fell asleep together on the huge bed. Three astounding beauties sprawled out naked and curled up in each other’s arms. There was no telling how long we had slept; we were so over-come by the effects of all the wine. I remember hearing a slight noise, and struggling to open my eyes. There was a shadowy figure in the doorway and I sat straight up, and there was Daniel. He was grinning at the sight of us. It was obvious through his slacks that he was as hard as he had ever been, and in one hand he held a paddle. The other girls were starting to stir, and seen him there too.
All he could do is grin, smack his paddle on his hand, and asked, “Which of you naughty girls are getting spanked first?”
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It was late the following evening when Daniel called.
“How’s my little one?” he asked.
“I’m fine. Finally getting over last night.”
“Oh, do you remember that I stopped by?” He antagonized me playfully.
Of course, I remembered. Daniel had caught us all in a drunken compromising situation and handled it with ease. Though he playfully smacked our bottoms, in our conditions he was not the type to take advantage. He tucked us all in, and told us goodnight. As I had fallen asleep, I heard him lock the door behind him and wondered, even if briefly, if I would be punished for my conduct.
“Do you think you could come by for breakfast in the morning?”
“Of course,” I smiled, thinking I would finally get a well-deserved spanking.
It’s the anticipation. It was the anticipation of being spanked that excited me. The spankings themselves, even though they hurt something fierce, were sensual; but it was in the anticipation of expected pain, mixed pleasure, that truly pushed my buttons. I fell asleep picturing myself over Daniel’s lap, my bottom exposed with his arm firmly holding me in securely.
I woke early excited to see Daniel. Tempting fate I dared to dress provocatively innocent in a button front dress. What am I thinking? Such a tease. I thought to myself as I dared to undo the top two buttons while looking in the mirror. The desires he awoke in me created such a need that I no longer cared about my usual shyness. I took in the sight of this new woman I was becoming, and with a flare of fire in my eyes; I brushed out my hair and smiled in the reflection.
The thrill of the anticipation made the 20 minute drive to Daniel’s seem like minutes. As I pulled in his drive, a warmth covered me just from the knowing that I was about to finally get my wishes. I ran to the door, to my fix, to Daniel.
“Good morning, Chloe.” He smiled as he opened the door.
I threw my arms around his neck, reaching up to kiss him hard on the lips. His lips parted meeting my intense demands, as one arm circled around me and the other closed the door. I felt so in control, thrilled that my needs were going to be met, powerful. And then as my lips pulled away, looking for satisfaction in my demands, instead he smiled.
“What a way to say good morning.”
“Good morning.” A barely audible whisper escaped my lips. Suddenly, I felt transparent, completely naked in my motives.
He put his arms around me and walked with me into the kitchen. It smelled like baked muffins and fresh coffee, but there was no sign of anything cooking. The kitchen was spotless.
“I have something special in mind, would you like some coffee?”
“Yes, thank you.” I replied as I walked around the corner to the dining room. “What are we having for breakfast?”
Just as I asked the question, Daniel appeared from behind the corner carrying a cup of coffee and a long black s
carf. He had a wicked smile that slowly crossed his face and his dark eyes gleamed.
“It’s a surprise.” He said. “That is, if you’re game.”
“I’m game.” I could barely hide my joy in my reply. I would finally get a spanking!
With that, Daniel put the coffee down and reached over to brush my hair back from my face. His lips touched mine briefly as he slid the long scarf slowly up the side of my arm, pulling it around my neck. With both hands he pulled me in close, bearing down hard, nearly taking my breath away.
“Are you sure?” He slipped behind me and pulled the scarf around my eyes, tying it securely behind my head.
“Yes.” I almost whispered as the room became pitch black, it was if the darkness equated to some type of hushed silence.
He held securely onto my hands, never letting me think I was alone.
“I’m going to tie your hands together with this rope.” Daniel whispered into my ear, as I felt him pull the soft cord across my hands and wrists. “Then I’m going to have you sit on this stool.”
“I can’t see the stool.” I giggled hoping to illicit a swat of the hand.
Daniel pulled the rope secure, and grabbed me tight against his chest. His armed wrapped fully around me tightly controlling my every step, as he leaned forward, his hot breath on my neck, he whispered in my ear.
“Let me help you with that.”
As he moved me firmly but gently several steps over and to the side, he then lifted me slightly to sit on the tall stool. Daniel kissed me softly as he pulled away, his firm grip never leaving my bound hands. He pulled them up above my head, and continued to kiss me softly; it was dark, romantic, and electric as if in a dream. As he pulled away, I tugged, realizing too late that my hands had been secured above my head, and now I was bound, and blindfolded. Then the door slammed shut.
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