Blake: The Hottest Guys You'll Love to Love (Best of the Bad Boys Book 5)
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“Axel?” The voice made my balls jump up into my stomach. I tried not to cringe as I turned to face her. Her name is Glenda…like the good witch, but that was an oxymoron. There is nothing good about this witch.
“Glenda!” She was sitting with a young man…her newest sub no doubt. Glenda was my one and only Dom back when I was barely out of my teens. She was my introduction to BDSM and to this day she scares the shit out of me.
“How are you dear?”
“I’m fabulous. You look fabulous as always. I don’t know how you do it.”
She chuckled and said, “Axel this is my son Braeden.”
Her son? “Your son?”
“Yes, my son. She poked him with her elbow and said, “Say hello Braeden.”
The kid brushed a thick piece of hair off his forehead. I could see now that he was probably still in his teens. I’d never heard mention of a son when I was with her. That would have been nine or ten years ago. I wonder where the kid was when she was throwing all of those “play” parties.
“Hello,” he said, sullenly.
“Nice to meet you, Braeden. It was great to see you, Glenda,” I lied. I also lied about her looking fabulous…she looks like hell.
“You can join us if you like…”
“No,” God, I loved saying that to her. “I have a conference call I have to take,” I lied again. “Take care.”
“You too!” she called after me. I was already making a hasty retreat…seriously; balls were rolling around in the belly. I sat down, ordered my lunch and took out my phone. As I scrolled through my email my mind went back to that last day with Glenda. Maybe I should thank her, it was what made me the Dom that I am today.
Glenda was already in her mid-thirties then, but she was hot. She’d married a filthy rich old guy in her twenties and then just sat back and bided her time. He kicked the bucket when she was thirty. He left her filthy rich and with time on her hands to act out her deepest sexual fantasies. Glenda liked to inflict pain. She liked it a lot. Too much.
I shuddered when I thought of our last encounter together…that had almost been my last encounter with anyone and I’m not being dramatic… “Here you are Mr. Maxwell,” the waiter said, bringing me out of my reverie. He sat the delicious soup and sandwich down in front of me and as I ate, I told myself that I wasn’t allowed to think about that night…nothing good could come of it. Instead I remembered the first night I met her…the night I’d decided I wanted to be a part of the BDSM culture. After Glenda, I would change to being a “Top,” but back then I was so young and inexperienced that I didn’t even know I had options.
It was the summer after I graduated from high school and my eighteenth birthday. My best friend John and I had plans to go to an over eighteen club that night. They were having an open mic night and I was an up and coming artist…or so I thought back then. That’s another story. This night when I got to John’s house, his hot step-mom had a friend over. She introduced me to Glenda and told her that it was my birthday. Glenda was dressed in this outrageous leopard jumpsuit. She looked like cat woman with double “D” tits. My teenage hormones were raging.
John and I went out, but the club was lame and there were no talent scouts there like they had advertised. The open mic was no better than a karaoke bar and growing bored early, we went back to his house to steal a bottle of his Dad’s bourbon and watch porn. His dad was out of town on business and John assured me his step-mom would be drunk and passed out by that time. The house was dark when we got back. We put on the movie in the den and cracked open the liquor. About half-way through the bottle of bourbon and the movie when my teenaged cock was stretched to its absolute limits…Glenda the cat lady came down the stairs. That was a shock. The fact that she was leading John’s naked step-mother by a leash was enough to literally make me come in my pants. It was the most satisfying, mortifying moment of my young life.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Glenda said. John’s step-mom kept her eyes on the floor. John’s eyes were on her tits. “Are you two being bad boys?”
“I’m sorry…” I started. Glenda brought a finger to her silicone injected lips. I shut up. She looked at John’s face and then down at his crotch and said,
“Johnny, will you take your mommy upstairs for me? I’d like to wish your friend a happy birthday.” John looked like he was frozen…with fear…but he still had a tent in his pants. Lucky bastard, mine were soaking wet with my own come.
“I-I-um…”
“It’s okay baby, she doesn’t mind, do you?” His step-mom looked up then and said,
“Oh no Mistress Glenda…if that’s what you’d like.”
Glenda ran a long, pink tongue across her lips and she said, “I’d like it very much if you were to suck Johnny’s young cock while I get to know Axel.”
“Yes mistress. I’d like that too.” John looked like he was going to have a heart attack as the leash was handed off to him. I was mesmerized by the sight of him leading his step-mother up the stairs naked. I was sure this was a kinky dream of some kind right up until Glenda sat down and said,
“Kneel down here in front of me boy.” I didn’t know what to do…so I knelt. She smiled and said, “It’s your birthday today?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
Fuck if I knew. “Yes, it’s my birthday,” I tried.
“You’re a bad boy, Axel. You watch porn, you drink bourbon, you forget to call me ma’am…and look at that,” she said, touching my crotch and causing me to have a mini-seizure, “You came in your pants.”
“I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“For which part?” she asked.
“Um…all of it?”
“Stand up,” she ordered. Again, I did as I was told. The seizure started again as her hands went to the button of my jeans. I thought I was going to get a blow-job. My cock was rock hard again before she got me stripped down. “Lay across my lap,” she said.
“Excuse me?”
“Lay across my lap. You’ve been a bad boy…you need to be punished.”
I was too horny to do anything but what she told me. Feeling strange, I lay across her lap and positioned myself across her right thigh. It was both erotic and humiliating, but my cock seemed to love it. I’d never been so hard. I felt her hand between my cheeks, caressing me there and my brain almost exploded as she said, “Mm, you have such a nice little ass. Perfect for spanking,” she slid her hand down between my legs and gave the base of my cock a squeeze.
“Oh fuck…”
“Aw, you like that?” she asked. I nodded. That was when I felt the first “Whack” of her bare hand. “You’re a bad, bad boy, Axel.” Whack! “Your cock is so hard that it’s cutting into my thighs. Is this turning you on, Axel?”
“Yes.” Whack!
“Yes what?”
“Yes ma’am.” She stopped to rub my ass cheeks before saying,
“I’m going to give you sixteen more now for your birthday Axel, would you like that?”
I squeaked out another, “Yes Ma’am.” I knew it was weird, but I was more turned on than I’d ever been in my young life. This was like discovering masturbation all over again.
“Ask me for it, Axel. Tell me you’re a bad boy and you need a spanking.”
I didn’t hesitate, “I’ve been so bad. I’m such a bad boy.” Glenda spanked me that night until I came again. I went home humiliated and confused…but that was the beginning of my love/hate relationship with both Glenda and BDSM. It only got weirder from there.
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This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and events are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
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