Naughty Spanking Games
Naughty Spanking Games
A Night of Discovery
Kerry Sutherland
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Kerry Sutherland
Naughty Spanking Games
A Night of Discovery
Kerry Sutherland
Copyright © 2015
Kerry Sutherland
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The protagonist had known his friends sister for years and he still never really knew her, not until he ended up being alone with her one fateful night. As he gets to know a more personal side of her he has to do all that he can to contain the shock at what he is discovering. He learns throughout the process that he should never ever take someone at face value. Under the exterior there is so much more that you can discover about a person.
He also ends up learning a lot about himself throughout the process. When it comes to sex, it makes no sense to be reserved. It makes sense to just enjoy the entire experience.
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KERRY SUTHERLAND
Kerry Sutherland grew up in Hackensack, New Jersey. Her parents always encouraged her to express herself and not to be afraid to ask questions. She took that opportunity to hone her writing skills. She took a brief break when she went off to study overseas for a year. Upon her return she resumed the writing process with the support of her friends and family.
She loves creating plots that have a unique twist to them. She also leaves the reader to make guesses on the way certain things turn out.
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“Sex is a two-way treat.”
Franklin P. Jones
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This book is dedicated to those who are not afraid to try new things. It is a positive to never be afraid to step out of your comfort zone. I also thank my parents for encouraging me to be all that I was meant to be.
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I am Nicholas and I met Mel when we were young kids. I was in the same class as Tony, her brother and we lived close to each other so I was always over at his house and vice versa. She was much older than us so I really did not know her all the well back then. She was just my friend's big sister. She was always serious and that has not changed much.
I used to watch her, she was just focused on her future and how she was going to achieve her goals. It was no big shocker to us or our families that she was the one who ended up with a PhD. and a budding career while Tony and I got regular mundane jobs. Soon we found significant others and we were not that close anymore. Tony and I still kept in touch from time to time. After I got into a bad patch in my marriage we got closer again.
We were all in our thirties now and we were pretty much where we were going to be career wise. Mel was running her own pharmaceutical company and she was doing groundbreaking research. Tony was a supervisor in an auto parts company and I was a sales person in medical supplies. Tony and I were earning just enough to pay our bills and eat. Mel was rich and getting richer.
A lot of people say that money is not everything but I can honestly say that it applied to Mel. The last time I saw her she spoke of her marriage. It was more than on the rocks and they were getting a divorce where she was fighting to keep everything she had worked hard for. She had left her husband's house to stay with her brother and his wife Lisa. She said it would be for a couple of weeks but it seemed as if she was not going to move at all. She was supposed to be looking for a new home. She was clearly not recovering well from what was happening to her. She was even more serious now, extremely quiet and hardly went anywhere. I suppose she felt a bit weird staying with her younger brother. If anything it should be the other way around.
It was also the general assumption that she was not as consumed with sex as her brother and I were. It was probably all the way down on her list of important things to do. We all wondered if that had affected her marriage. It might be that she spent way too much time focused on her company and her research and not on her husband.
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One day I headed over to Tony's house as usual. I was there to get him so we could go play pool. I didn't see his car but I thought nothing of it. I went and rang the doorbell and his sister answered.
"Oh hello Nicholas; I can see someone forgot to give you some info."
"I guess so. What was I to hear?"
"He is not here. He had to go to work. The other supervisor fell ill. He was the next one up."
"That sucks!"
"Well, don't worry too much about it. Come on in, I have a fresh pot of coffee on. Lisa is out as well. You can keep me company."
I was to be her entertainment for the evening. Well, I knew I would learn something new, if nothing else. I really was not bothered by Mel. She was a good soul. She just tended to come off as being cold to those who didn't really know her. She was not a bad looking woman either.
She was about 5'10". She had a relatively curly figure and had raven black hair and brown eyes. Her hair was just above her shoulders now. She changed her hairstyles quite frequently. She also dressed the part. She always looked like she was heading to a very important meeting with other CEOs. Tailored suits were the order of her day. I guess it could be understood why she was so intimidating to many.
We sat and had a hearty conversation. We spoke on a variety of topics, sticking to none in particular. We spoke of world affairs and human rights and what could be done to change things. I looked at her as we spoke. She was in a much better place today. She seemed to actually be happy. We finished the coffee and I followed her to the kitchen so she could clean up. She was like that. We continued to chat there.
Strange enough what we were talking about changed from the serious to personal, she was talking to me about how I dressed. I was pretty much okay as long as the clothes were clean. I had no problems with what she was saying. She was more into fashion and trends. I want really listening to her at this point as I was busy admiring her ass. It was nice and firm and pronounced. There was nothing that she could really do to hide it. I imagined myself grabbing onto that ass while I had sex with her. Oh well that would forever be something in my imagination. That scenario would never happen.
She said something cheeky about something I wore the other day and I leaned toward to feign slapping her ass. I actually made contact and she spun around. I was getting ready to apologize profusely. It had been hard one and I knew that it must hurt. She looked at me and I waited for her to explode but it did not happen.
She rubbed her ass with one hand and looked at me. I could not read what she was thinking. I was trying to figure out what to say. Instead she turned around and bent over slightly and said.
"Again!"
I stood there trying to process what she had just said to me. I clearly was taking too long as I heard her speak again.
"Nicholas, do that again!"
I wondered if she was testing me. It must be a joke as she would never want to play games like that with me. We did not have that kind of a relationship.
"I am waiting."
I would take my chances. I took a deep breath and slapped her again. I did not do it as hard though as I was not sure if she was if she was messing with me or not. She had her own way of thinking of things.
"Come on, harder, like the first one."
I hesitated again. I was taught not to hit women. I was building up the courage. She was pushing out her ass toward me, waiting. I gave her a hard smack. She gasped and I saw her tense up. Maybe the hit was too hard. She relaxed and took a breath.
"Fantastic, do it again!"
I needed no encouragement now. I smacked her hard again. She gripped the edge of the counter and gasped.
"Keep going Nicholas. This actually feels good to me."
I was having the same thought. I had never done something like this before but it actually felt good spanking her. I was not sure why she was enjoying being in pain though. I had never expected Mel to be into this sort of thing.
"I don't want to hurt you Mel. Those slaps sting."
"Don't worry about it. I want you to slap me and to slap me hard. Hurt me. I like it." She said in a voice barely above a whisper."
I remember when I had just gotten married that I had tried the spanking thing with my wife. We were so in love and extremely willing to try new things. It lasted for about a minute and we forgot about that. Now I was in a different state of mind and I was turned on by it.
"Mel, are you sure about this?"
"Yes, I am. Come on..."
I could hear that she was slightly embarrassed but she really wanted me to do it. I just started to slap her beautiful ass. I gave her a break in-between each hard slap so she could recover. I was becoming more and more aroused as we continued. I loved hearing her gasp every time I slapped her. She clearly was enjoying it as well.
She stopped me after I had given her about twelve hard slaps. My hand was smarting so I could just imagine how her ass cheeks felt. I was just getting into it too. I was a bit disappointed. I rubbed my hand to try and stop the stinging sensation.
She was not moving. She just stood there. Her grip was not as tight on the edge of the counter. She was working hard on breathing. Sudden she started to take her pants off. I was shocked. I looked at her, my eyes wide.
