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  Alex_b
 New member Username: Alex_b
  Post Number: 40 Registered: 04-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Tuesday, February 06, 2007 - 06:55 am:    |  
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  A TASTE OF LEATHER   by Alex B.     Mandy Evans scanned the back wall of the   shoe store- the men’s section. Kneeling down,   she ran a finger across the edge of each box   until one caught her fancy. Inside was a pair   of sleek, black leather slippers. She reached   into the box, wrapped her fingers around the   right one and slowly pulled it out. She bent   the slipper over, testing its flexibility then   slapped it loudly across the palm of her   left hand. The smacking sound startled a few   other customers slightly. Not bothered by the   attention, Mandy slapped the sole against her   palm again and again. She then ran the slipper   beneath her nose, deeply inhaling the rich,   heady leather aroma.     Mandy brought the box to the front counter.   A young man in a bow tie who was manning the   register looked down at the slippers.   A confused look came across on his face.     “Are you sure these are the right size?”     “Doesn’t matter.” Mandy said, handing the clerk   her credit card. “I won't be wearing them.”     “Oh, so it’s a gift for a man.”     “Well, it may be his gift.” she said with a   wry smirk. “But I’m the one who’s going to   get it!”     Still a bit befuddled by the woman’s words,   the sales clerk finished the transaction and   put the box in a bag.     “Here you go.”     Mandy opened the lid, removed the left slipper   and handed it to the man.     “You can keep this or throw it away. We won’t   be using it.”     She then turned and headed out of the store.     “Um... okay. Have a nice day.” he replied,   waving the unwanted slipper as he spoke.     “Thanks, you too.” Mandy replied politely as   she stepped out the door.     An older woman who’d heard the exchange   approached the counter with her purchase.   She noticed the perplexed look on the   clerk’s face.     “Slippers have more than one use.” she said   with a slightly wistful smile.     As she made her way through the mall, Mandy was   also smiling but the grin on her face was due   to eager anticipation. She would soon be facing   the music- a sound spanking with a well chosen   instrument across the knee of her loving   husband, Neil. And this would be no ordinary   sexual appetizer, this was his birthday.   The light bottom smacking sessions she normally   allowed Neil to administer often made Mandy   feel flirtatious, even a bit horny and usually   resulted in her pleasuring him with her hand   or mouth. But on those rare, special occasions   when Neil was given the green light to redden   her bottom with a full-fledged walloping,   she was invariably brought to a state of   uncontrollable carnal desire.     Neil arrived home at five-thirty to find a   package stylishly wrapped in colored paper on   the table in the foyer. He picked it up and   headed into the living room where he discovered   his wife clad in footy drop-seat long johns   kneeling beside the coffee table with her   head bowed.     “Happy birthday, sir.” she said, her eyes   cast downward.     “Thank you, my love.” Neil replied. He pursed   his lips and smacked them together so as to   send a kiss through midair.     Mandy bowed her head further to hide a   sudden blush.     Removing the bow, Neil tore at the paper which   fell to the floor. He lifted the lid from   the box, tossed it aside as well, then gazed   upon the object inside.     “It’s perfect.” Neil whispered. “Just the thing.”     “Still...” Mandy relied, glancing up coyly.   “You might want to give it a test drive.”     In need of no further invitation, Neil walked to   the couch, seated himself, grabbed Mandy by the   arm and tugged her across his lap. He easily   undid the oversized buttons on the backside   of her long cotton underwear. Mandy felt a cool   breeze across the round, pale globes of her ass   as the flap was lowered.     The slipper flew into the air and came crashing   down with a thundering thwap across Mandy’s   unprotected bottom. She gasped at the severity   of the first blow. The next dozen swats brought   some yelps and grunts, but it was only an   overture to what would follow. Neil soon   delivered a rapid volley of spanks that left   Mandy wide-eyed and breathless.     Resounding smacks echoed throughout the house.   Mandy’s tears trickled downward and her feet   flew through the air as Neil gripped the stiff   yet pliable implement tightly in hand and laid   one burning leather kiss after another across   his sweetheart’s hot, flinching buttocks.   Neil continued slippering his wife’s jiggling   bottom until it was red, raw and swollen.     Finally, after she’d nearly lost her voice from   crying and was too exhausted to wiggle or kick,   he gave each of Mandy’s cheeks one last stinging   slap before tossing the slipper aside and   releasing her from his iron grip. Neil guided   Mandy to her feet only to push her away as he   removed his shirt.     “I want you naked... now!” he commanded.     Mandy practically leaped out of those long johns   and within seconds Neil was pulling her to   his chest and placing his mouth roughly   onto hers. Their lips meshed and slid against   each other as Mandy’s nails scraped their way   down Neil’s back. Unable to withstand another   moment of torment, he placed his hands firmly   on Mandy’s shoulders, spun her around and   bent her forward. Mandy gripped her shins   and lifted her ass on high, presenting herself   for penetration.     As Neil stepped back to remove his pants and   underwear, his wife craned her neck to watch.     “Now I’m really going to get it, aren’t I?”   she panted.     “What do your eyes tell you?” Neil grunted,   giving his thick, hardened member a squeeze.     Mandy felt her husband’s powerful hands   steadying her quivering hips as she glanced   down at the thick leather slipper laying on   its side near the couch.     “Can I pick a gift or what?!” she thought.       THE END "I'll love you 'til you can't sit down."  
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  Tammynx
 Moderator/Spanking Aficionado Username: Tammynx
  Post Number: 1679 Registered: 10-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Tuesday, February 06, 2007 - 12:41 pm:    |  
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      Very good!! I loved it!! |  
      
  Janice
 New member Username: Janice
  Post Number: 17 Registered: 06-2006
 
  
  | | Posted on Wednesday, February 07, 2007 - 09:48 am:    |  
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  How exquisite!! I like her confidence in the shop and her anticipation. I liked the way giving her husband the slipper, inviting him to spank her, seemed to be both a token of love and something she desired herself. What lives in my head is far more interesting than what happens in real life. 
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  Tplayer
 Advanced Spanko Username: Tplayer
  Post Number: 204 Registered: 05-2006
  | | Posted on Wednesday, February 07, 2007 - 03:18 pm:    |  
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  I loved the self assuredness with the outside world!! Great story. It's all a matter of perspective
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  Alex_b
 New member Username: Alex_b
  Post Number: 41 Registered: 04-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, February 11, 2007 - 10:07 pm:    |  
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  Thanks to all who replied for your kind words    about my writing. I normally dole out spankings    by hand, but a leather slipper does make a    delightful smacking sound and I'm told it    delivers a wonderfully warm stinging sensation   when applied properly.        Your firm-handed friend,     Alex B. "I'll love you 'til you can't sit down."  
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  Ladygator2904
 Advanced Spanko Username: Ladygator2904
  Post Number: 309 Registered: 03-2006
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, February 18, 2007 - 06:34 pm:    |  
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  Wow, what a story! I am gonna mail it to a friend    A woman`s heart may be filled with an ocean of secrets but mine have all been released and I have a sore bottom to prove it!
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  Newunderstaning
 New member Username: Newunderstaning
  Post Number: 4 Registered: 03-2008
  | | Posted on Sunday, June 08, 2008 - 09:10 pm:    |  
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  I like that maybe i'll give it a try, bravo |  
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