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Return to Stories Of The Week Main Page Return to Pink Flamingo Home Page NOTE: If you're a regular reader of this feature, be sure to refresh these pages to view the latest stories Over Her Knee by Alex Jordaine, Femdom Jay is immediately attracted to the beautiful Kate at a dance club. Sparks fly in seconds... but is he ready for ALL this lovely female as to offer? Alex Jordaine is the author of Femdom Novels: Femme Fatale and the Devil is a Dominatrix Copyrighted (c) 2009 by Alex Jordaine, All rights reserved, Not For Sale It was late and the summer night had turned cool. There was a cluster of stars in the sky and a thin crescent moon. Street lamps sent streaks of soft-edged orange into the darkness. Jay Patterson listened to the staccato beat of his own footsteps on the pavement as he got closer to his destination. It was the oddest thing but he had a feeling something extraordinary was going to happen that night, that his life was finally going to start. Yet it was just another dance club he was going to, nothing special about it at all. He could hear the thump-thump-thump of the music as he approached the entrance to the club. Jay was good looking by any standards: tall, slim and well formed with a handsome face, the features finely cut and aquiline. He had what are sometimes described as ‘come to bed’ eyes, sleepy and heavy-lidded, and they were a vivid blue. He entered the crowded club, looking very sexy in a form-hugging sweatshirt, maroon in colour, and even tighter black leather jeans. Kate Walsh was on the dance floor, the dark haired beauty on her own among the throng of moving bodies. She looked up, her eyes lighting on Jay, instantly admiring the sexy stranger as he moved elegantly toward the long bar. She loved those spray-on leather jeans and, as for the young guy wearing them, she thought he looked subdued and earnest – and absolutely gorgeous. Just looking at him made her pussy swell and throb with desire. Her nipples became so hard they started to ache. Jay edged between a man and a girl at the bar and ordered a rum and coke with ice and lemon. He sipped at the tall glass, which gleamed with rivulets of condensation. His eyes glanced around the darkened room towards the dance floor that was surrounded by mirrored columns. Flashing lights illuminated the dancers as they moved their bodies to the pounding music that swept in waves through the club. Jay would have been drawn anyway to the strikingly beautiful girl with the dark shoulder-length hair and big, luminous eyes, even if she hadn’t been staring right at him. She smiled slightly in his direction, no more than a gentle curl of her pouting lips, and continued to dance sensuously to the music. Their eyes met and locked. Jay felt a stab of desire shoot through him and his heart began to pound in his chest with excitement. The face of the young woman with whom he was sharing such an intense gaze was perfect, with strong features and incredibly sensual lips that were soft and full. She looked sublimely erotic and there was something so vital about her that it utterly captivated him. She was wearing high heeled shoes and a tiny dress that barely covered her backside and molded itself to the contours of her lush and seductive body. A small leather handbag hung loosely from one of her shoulders. From where he stood Jay could see that she had nothing on underneath her flimsy dress. They had something in common straight away. He wasn’t wearing underwear either. Jay felt a luxurious rush of blood to his cock, which began to swell within the confines of his tight leather jeans as they gazed at one another as if in a mutual trance. Kate’s large, blue-green eyes never left his as she suddenly stopped dancing and began striding confidently across the dance floor towards him, swinging her hips as she went. She stood before Jay and gave him a smile so radiant that it made his pulse race. His breathing became short and shallow. She was so beautiful that it was almost as if she was not real at all but a figment of his fevered erotic imagination, a Goddess he had dreamed up in the ultimate of all masturbation fantasies. For a moment neither of them spoke and time stood still. Her big eyes seemed to see right through to the heart of him. Kate stared unblinking into the deep blue of his eyes, which had that look of acquiescence she had already begun to recognise instinctively, the one that marks out the true submissive. Jay felt a thrill of fear deep inside him as he gazed back into her expressive eyes that glittered with the promise of dark exquisite torment. The sexual energy between the two of them was indescribable. It was Kate who was the first to speak. ‘Get me a drink,’ she said. ‘I’ll have the same as you.’ He hurried to obey, telling the barman to keep the change. Jay didn’t want to waste a single second before getting back to her, in fact he half expected that this gorgeous apparition would have disappeared when he turned round from the bar. But, no, she was still there alright and still looking at him with that same seductive, challenging gaze. Jay handed Kate her glass, which clinked with ice. He found himself just as mesmerised by her as ever, he simply couldn’t help himself; she was far and away the most stunning woman he’d ever seen. She touched the rim of her glass to his and sipped at her drink, continuing to look into his eyes, her gaze penetrating through him now like a laser beam. Jay had still not yet uttered a single word in her direction and was wondering what on earth to say. He’d always been very shy, but now seemed to have been struck dumb by the hypnotic vision, the paragon of dominance who was standing before him. He needn’t have worried, though, because what Kate said next would have rendered him speechless anyway. ‘I want your body,’ she announced simply, putting her glass on the bar. ‘Come with me.’ An intense feeling of desire flooded through Jay at that moment, but not for the obvious reason. It was weird, it really was. It wasn’t so much what Kate had said that affected him so greatly; it was the way she’d said it, brooking no possible argument. It touched something inside him that was way beyond mere animal lust, something deep within his very soul. Jay drained his glass, set it next to hers on the bar, and followed Kate obediently out of the club and into her life. *** Kate’s apartment was only a short walk away and as soon as they got there she told Jay to strip naked. He instantly obeyed and stood before her, breathing heavily, his shaft stiffly erect. Kate’s eyes swept over his nude form like a lighthouse beam and she let out a little sigh of satisfaction. He was definitely the one, no question. It was time for her to join him in nudity. Kate kicked off her shoes, removed the tiny dress she’d been wearing and stood before Jay in all her voluptuous splendour, utterly, gloriously naked. She then led him into the bedroom… literally – by his cock. ‘Stand right where you are,’ Kate demanded, letting go of his shaft and throwing herself onto the big double bed. She lay back, head resting on two upright pillows, and began to pleasure herself, spreading her legs wantonly apart and rubbing her clit. All the while she looked straight at Jay, her luminous eyes staring right at him, hypnotising him all over again. Jay’s cock was steely hard by now. He felt urgently that he just had to make love to this magnificent woman, this naked, lascivious Goddess. But she seemed in no apparent hurry as she continued to pleasure herself, plunging first one and then two fingers into her wet pussy. Kate spread her labia with the fingers of one hand while teasing her clit with the middle finger of the other, all the while gazing lustfully into Jay’s gleaming blue eyes. Kate stopped masturbating in her own good time. ‘Go down on me,’ she demanded, reaching out her arms to Jay in a beckoning gesture. She admired the muscular curve of his rear as he crawled sinuously up the bed to do as he’d been told. Jay brought his face between Kate’s quivering thighs, pressed his lips to her sex and began licking her labia and clitoris. His tongue on her clit became ever more insistent and felt heavenly to Kate. Yet still she remained in control, determined to start as she meant to go on with this lovely submissive guy. ‘Turn onto you back,’ Kate told Jay next and he immediately obeyed. ‘I want to suck that hard cock of yours while you continue to pleasure me.’ She swung her hips over Jay’s face so that he could carry on eating her pussy while she opened her lips and engulfed his pulsing shaft with her mouth. She then sucked his cock so vigorously that Jay became certain he was going to ejaculate at any second, despite the fact that he was doing his very utmost, straining every sinew, to hold himself in check. Kate stopped, though – almost at the point of no return for Jay – and gave him a few moments to recover his composure before issuing another instruction. ‘Take me from behind,’ she said, climbing off Jay but remaining on all fours. Jay knelt behind her on the bed and thrust his erection into her wet, aching sex. He went on to fuck her hard, his rhythm strong and fast, until both of them climaxed together in an ecstasy of ungovernable delight. And that was only the beginning of a night of unbridled passion for Kate and Jay, during which, like the two crazed sex addicts they’d now become, they made love again, and again … and again. Finally exhausted, they fell into deep, blissful sleep, cradled in each other’s arms. They slept like angels. Kate woke up the following day to a shard of late-morning sun slicing through the bedroom curtains. She nudged Jay awake and announced, ‘I want you to move in with me.’ ‘You really do like to get straight to the point, don’t you?’ he replied, giving her a lazy grin. ‘Well?’ she persisted. ‘Consider it done.’
For the next few months Kate and Jay could hardly keep their hands off one another. They made love at every available opportunity; the sex was all-consuming. The couple were inseparable and both wished they could stay isolated in their paradise of sensuality forever. Life was so incredibly sweet. It was never going to last, though. The exclusively vanilla sex, that is. The relationship remained wonderful. Kate and Jay felt themselves to be complete soul mates and were deeply in love. But it would have been impossible for them to sustain an orthodox sex life for any length of time. It went against both their natures: Jay so profoundly submissive, Kate a natural born domina if ever there was one. It all started that first time Kate suggested that she tie Jay up and blindfold him before they made love: ‘It’ll be a real turn-on,’ she told him, but it proved to be much more than that for Jay. He found the exercise in helplessness involved in this, his first real-life experience of bondage, to be intoxicating. It caused his spirits to soar, taking on his wildest masochistic fantasies. Kate started to take on those fantasies herself soon afterwards. But she did this in a way that completely took Jay by surprise at first. They’d both been naked and padding about the bedroom, tidying it up together. Kate lifted the lid of the half-full linen basket, pointed airily towards its contents and said, ‘Put these in the washing machine, will you, Jay.’ ‘That’s women’s work,’ he replied and instantly regretted what he’d said as he noticed her expression change, darken. It had been a joke, for goodness sake, and she must have known it. Whatever Kate wanted him to do he’d do, she knew that perfectly well. Jay moved towards the linen basket to do her bidding ‘I’m not putting up with a comment like that,’ Kate said sternly. ‘You’re going to have to be punished for your impertinence.’ ‘Oh yeah,’ Jay replied with a chuckle. She must surely have been joking herself, he thought. Mustn’t she? ‘I’m serious,’ Kate said, sitting on the edge of the bed. ‘Get over my knee this instant.’ What could he do, Jay wondered in growing panic. He could hardly ignore what she’d said. That had never been an option for him with Kate. It had been an implicit assumption on both their parts right from day one: when she spoke he listened and when she told him what to do he did it, full stop. ‘Get a move on,’ Kate said impatiently, her eyes shining. ‘I shan’t tell you again.’ Jay felt embarrassed, more than that humiliated, about what he realised was about to happen to him, but his cock, which was getting harder by the second, told a different story. It was achingly erect by the time he positioned himself over Kate’s knee so she knew damn well how sexually excited he was – her ploy, her pretext, had worked a treat. Jay waited and waited for the inevitable … and then waited some more, his breathing quickening all the while. But Kate took her own sweet time as she gazed approvingly at his curved cheeks, all bare and vulnerable and … virgin. She stroked his rear sensuously, tantalisingly, over and over again, teasing him unmercifully, and then: Smack! The sharp sound announced that the first spanking Jay’s virgin backside was ever to receive had finally begun – and the vivid red mark on his rear evidenced the cruel accuracy of that first stroke. Smack! Kate’s hand smacked down again crisply on Jay’s backside with another harsh spank and his breath quickened further. His breath came even quicker with the third spank and when she spanked him a fourth time, this time even harder, he let out a loud groan of pain. But there were many more hard smacks to come, when that bedroom echoed with the sound of hand on naked flesh. On and on Kate spanked Jay until she felt his cock swell and pulse and ooze a sticky wetness onto her thighs. Had Jay actually climaxed already, Kate wondered, or had he simply produced a surfeit of pre-cum? Either way she’d make him lick it off her skin shortly. But not yet, oh no. She was having way too much fun to stop spanking him now. Kate had thought beating Jay would feel great when she’d fantasized about it as they’d been fucking recently, but she’d had no idea it would feel this great. Kate didn’t let-up and indeed increased the frequency and harshness of her blows. There was no let-up either in Jay’s erection; it was as throbbingly hard as ever. Kate continued relentlessly, bringing her hand down onto Jay’s backside with remorseless energy, following one stinging blow after another in quick succession. The harder she beat him, the greater the pleasure it gave her. It felt like one long orgasm now, was one long orgasm. When Kate increased the momentum still further Jay began to tense and squirm and cry out in pain. Did that make her ease off a little? Did it hell! She began to spank him with even greater ferocity and didn’t stop until his backside was coloured an even, angry red. Jay let out a wail as the full effect of the spanking spread through his body. He was in acute pain yet, and this was the amazing thing, he could never remember being as sexually excited as this in all his life. And – Jesus, he could hardly believe this – he actually felt disappointed when she stopped. Nothing could supersede this, he thought. But Kate was full of surprises that day and knew that what she wanted him to do next would challenge him just that bit further. ‘Kneel on the floor,’ she told him and he did, immediately. ‘Lick all your cum off my thighs and swallow it down.’ Yes, it wasn’t just pre-cum but ejaculate he’d spilled onto her, mid-way through the beating he’d received, and there was an awful lot of it too. The spanking had made Jay so incredibly turned-on that his cock had remained as fiercely erect after ejaculating as it had been when he first positioned himself over Kate’s knee. But here was something else new and even more demeaning that she’d dreamt up for him to do. He obeyed her instruction instantly, licking up his own cum from her thighs greedily, swallowing – and wallowing in his own degradation. He was beyond all embarrassment now, way beyond it. As soon as Jay had completed his humiliating task to Kate’s satisfaction, she ordered him to get on the bed and to lie on his back. When he did, his raging erection reared in the air obscenely, invitingly. ‘I can’t wait any longer,’ Kate said, her voice breathless. ‘Let’s fuck.’ She straddled Jay’s thighs and pushed his pulsating shaft into her pussy, which was soaking wet. Kate rode and rode Jay in a mounting frenzy of desire until a colossal orgasm washed over her, flooding her whole body with wave after wave of ecstasy. At the same time convulsions began to shake Jay’s body and his cock erupted again, pumping great streams of cum deep into her. And as they lay together side by side in the afterglow Jay thought back in stunned amazement to what they’d just done, correction, to what Kate had just done to him. As he thought about it, he started to relive it all over again in his mind, and as this happened his cock began to stiffen all over again too. ‘What are you, Jay, insatiable?’ Kate laughed. But that is exactly what he proved to be from that time on – an insatiable masochist.
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