Welcome to Saturday Spankings and another snippet from something I’m working on. Sorry can’t resist teasing.
Gemma is on a diet, one instigated by her Dom. She’s struggling to be good, especially when out with her friends. She thinks she can get away with it because he isn’t there. Unfortunately….
He’d come to collect her, an unannounced detour on the way home from a late session in the office Weaving through the chairs and tables, with nothing more than a dismissive nod to her discreet bodyguard, tucked out of the way in a corner, Jason came and sat next to his wife.
At first he smiled a great deal, greeted her friends, politely asked them how they were or if their drinks needed top ups. Gemma remained perfectly still and silent. Her coffee and flapjack placed right in front of her. There was no denying they were hers.
While the others continued to natter away, Jason moved closer to her and put his mouth by her ear. “Decaff, I hope.”
She didn’t answer, failing to muster a direct lie and she considered it pointless trying as he could see through them.
“Chocolate covered flapjack?” He flicked a crumb away with his finger.
“Made from cereals!” Gemma hissed under her breath.
“And treacle.” Not a healthy eating option by his criteria. “Oh dear. Please tell me this is a one off?”
Her silence said it all.
Jason snorted. “When we get home this matter will be dealt with properly.”
If you’d like to meet Jason and Gemma, then hurry on over to read Judged by Him.
Three weeks cruising the Mediterranean Sea in a luxury yacht with her husband takes submissive Gemma into an opulent world she never could have envisioned before she met Jason Lucas.
A voyage to locations across Southern Europe and opens up new arenas of kinky sex for Gemma as her Dominant lover continues to educate her sexual being.
Unknown to the couple, several members of the crew are not who they appear to be. Both Gemma and Jason Lucas’s lives will be turned upside down by their disclosures and Gemma’s submission to her Dominant will be tested.
“I want to swim,” stated Gemma as they moved away from the Spanish coast towards Africa.
Jason put down the binoculars. “That should be, may I go for a swim, and no, you may not. You can go below and take off your clothes. Wait for me in my stateroom in a suitable pose, something that will please me. I have expectations.”
He changed the inflection in his voice—easy to do—as if he triggered an internal switch. Her backgammon buddy and tour guide had gone; her master had returned.
Gemma hesitated long enough for him to fold his arms across his chest and give her a hard blue stare. Why did she risk annoying him? The wind caught the hem of her dress, and her firm breasts lifted as she inhaled.
While she had explained the rules of backgammon, he had listened attentively and given her a smile of appreciation. Since he had beaten her at that game, he had wanted her beneath him, playing another.
He beheld her gorgeous figure attired in a skimpy summer dress, braless, hair flowing in the breeze. Her skin slowly tanning even after one day and her green eyes dazzling. Jason formulated plans for her delightful mammary glands. In the evening, off the coast of Africa, he would surprise her.
As they’d sailed past the Rock, his own hardness had become rock-like. Standing behind her, as she had leant over the railing watching the waves below, he had wanted to lift her dress and penetrate her flesh there and then. However, he had promised to show her the best sights, and he had to wait for them to pass Gibraltar.
With the sightseeing opportunity over and the afternoon drawing to a close, for the first time since they had boarded Sublime, he intended to play with her fully.
He moved a fraction towards her, and her seconds of hesitation were over. She left and headed down to the stateroom.
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10 thoughts on “#Satspanks – Obeying his #Rules”
Uh oh, someone just got caught. Nice snippet 🙂
Oh dear, she is in trouble! Great snippet Jaye:)
Oh dear, I have a feeling dealing with it may be more than a few sharp words….
I hope the pancake is worth it. Of course, she probably can’t even eat it now.
I want my next eight sentences now.
I was married to the food police for awhile. Not fun.
Poor Gemma, I really feel for her. Like Leigh said, she probably won’t even be allowed to finish enjoying her guilty pleasure.
On that note. Can I have it? Sounds Yummy!
Man, that always happens to me too! Do one naughty thing, and get caught! 🙁
Hope she enjoyed it while she had the chance! 🙂
oh good (rubs hands together enthusiastically) I love when things are dealt with properly!!!
Nice! Naughty girl, needs to be dealt with fo’ sho’