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Pagan
Spanko
Username: Pagan
Post Number: 208
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 12:50 pm: | 
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This is just a short story I threw together last night and this morning.
No real editing, or I would have missed the holiday. Here it is...quick and dirty. Hope you enjoy.
Happy Hallowe'en!
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Strolling into the room, Vinnie’s jaw dropped at the sight in front of him. A young woman, leaning over the dresser to better see her reflection in the dim room, was carefully applying glitter to her cheekbones and the area just under her brows.
“Audrey. You are NOT going dressed like that.”
She spun, smiling and looking down at her costume appraisingly. The emerald green and royal purple harem costume left little to the imagination. The skimpy metallic purple bikini was covered with gold accents. Sheer green and gold sleeves and loose turban pants completed the ensemble. A small hoop glittered in her navel. “What’s wrong with it? I look fat, don’t I?”
He closed his eyes briefly, exhaling in vexation. “No…you don’t look fat. You look good enough to eat. Which is the problem. You can’t go like that.”
Taken aback, she searched his face, trying to determine whether or not he was serious. “Vin…you’re dressed as a sheik. I’m your slave girl. What’s the problem? I spent a lot of time making this costume. I’m wearing it.” Crossing over to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “This whole ‘slave’ thing is a once in a lifetime chance. Don’t blow it, pal. I think you’re blinded to the opportunities…”
“If you so much as take a deep breath, you’re coming out of that top. And half your butt is exposed.”
She rolled her eyes, returning to the mirror to complete her makeup. “Vin…most of the people at the party will be GAY. And dressed far more outrageously than I am. You’re being ridiculous.”
“Change.”
“NO. I won’t change. There’s nothing wrong with my costume. I’ve spent the entire last week making it…you haven’t so much as glanced at it, and now half an hour before the party, I’m supposed to find something else to wear? Forget it.”
“I don’t like you parading around half naked.”
She turned, meeting his eyes. “Well, you’re just going to have to get over it. Because I’m not changing. It’s a fun costume. She shook her hips, causing the gold discs stitched around her hips to jingle softly. “This is fun…it’s kinda sexy. I like it. Paul and Bryan throw wild parties. More than half the people there are in the scene. There will be tons of fetish wear…half-naked men. No one will even give me a second glance.”
They locked eyes for a moment, both refusing to blink. After a minute, Vinnie gave a resigned chuckle. “Do you know what happens to slave girls who don’t do what they’re told?”
Audrey grinned broadly. “Do they get spanked? Please say yes.”
Scooping her off her feet, he strode towards the bed. “They most certainly do. Until they’re red and hot and sore.”
“Yay!"
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Audrey rubbed her bottom, gasping as she saw the red skin clearly visible through the thin pants. “Jesus Vinnie…that HURT. That wasn’t much of a warm up.”
He shrugged. “You want a nice spanking – be a good slave.”
She shot him a hostile look. “That’s not funny. Look…you can see the redness through my pants!”
He paused, turning her slightly. “Yes…you sure can.”
“Can you tell I’ve been spanked? Honestly.”
“Yes.”
“Are you teasing me?”
“Nope.” Adjusting his costume, he smiled at her. “What do you care?” He raised his voice to a falsetto. ‘More than half the people there are in the scene’.”
“You’re such an asshole.”
He grinned down at her. “Well…if it bothers you…you can always change.”
“Ohhhhh….you…there’s no WAY.”
He pulled her towards him, wrapping his arms around her loosely. “Fine. But if you’re going to go dressed like that…you have to be my slave for the evening.”
Her eyes narrowed. “What does that mean?”
“That you better do as you’re told. Or I’ll have to punish you.”
She exhaled. “I’m not doing anything demeaning or humiliating.”
“Of course not. Give me some credit, Aud.”
A smile tugged at her lips. “Hm…I’ll think about it.”
“Wear that and you’ve already voted.”
She nodded, eyes twinkling. “Ok…Maybe we can work something out. No collar - and you can’t spank me for anything serious – or in public.”
“Any more conditions, counselor?” he asked dryly, then smiled evilly. “Don’t misbehave in public and you won’t get spanked in public.”
She pulled back. “Oh…no WAY. You are NOT spanking me at the party. And I know you. You’ll find an excuse to, even if you have to make one up.”
He grinned. “Probably within the first hour, yeah.”
She shook her head. “No…fun is fun, Vinnie. But that would be humiliating. So no.”
He paused, considering. “How about this…If I spank you, it will be in a private bedroom. Unless, of course, there’s widespread play.”
She snorted. “You obviously think there will be play at the party.”
“Yeah, probably….” He shrugged. “So what do you say?”
“Will any of your other brothers or sisters be there?”
“Good question. Not sure. But it’s really a gay scene party. So I doubt it.”
“Any vanilla family or friends – all bets are off.”
“Of course.”
“Only play. No serious spanking.”
He shook his head. “Relax. Just for fun. Just for the evening.”
“How obedient are we talking about? Sanctuary subservient?”
“Oh, at least. And no swearing.”
“Shit, Vinnie. There’s no way I can keep that up and have a couple of drinks.”
He smiled broadly, eyes creasing. “I’m counting on you being right about that.”
She grinned. “The stuff I let you talk me into. Ok. I’m going to regret this, I know it.”
Cupping his hands around her face, he bent to kiss her. “Happy Hallowe’en, Sweetheart.”
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They arrived at the party fashionably late, after pulling over for an impromptu discussion of her unthinking “That fucking asshole just cut us off by the balls!” At his raised eyebrows and loaded gaze, she had groaned, covering her face and muttering “Oh shit – not ALREADY”. Laughing, he had pulled into a nearby parking lot.
Paul wrapped her in an embrace as she walked into the house. “Hey, Honey. Glad you made it. Here…give me your coat.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
Unbuttoning it, she had held the sides of her mid-thigh length coat open.
Paul whistled. “You look wicked in that. I’m surprised Conan here let you out.” He grinned as Vinnie shot him a look and made his way back to the kitchen to find Bryan. “So…what’s the problem?”
Glancing about furtively, Audrey turned sideways and held the coat away from her. She rolled her eyes as he burst out laughing. “When did THAT happen?”
At her “Which time?” he shook his head, tugging her coat away. “Who cares. It’s dark in there. No one will notice. And even if they do, it’s no big deal.” Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, he led her into the house. “What happened?”
He hooted as she told him of their ‘slave for the night’ arrangement. “Girl, I’m going to save us all some time and go strap you to the cross in the basement. Because you’re not going to make fifteen minutes.”
“ Fuck off, you asshole.”
“Hey, Vin. She’s sw…” Paul yelped as Audrey pinched his ribs.
“Don’t you dare, you big jerk.”
He grinned, pinching her back. “You’re right. You can get yourself in enough trouble without my help. Come on…let me introduce you to some of our friends.”
An hour later, Audrey started as she was tugged into Vinnie’s lap while passing by.
“Oh! You scared me.”
He kissed her, smiling. “What have you been up to? I’ve barely seen you since we came in.”
“Nothing much. Dancing, mostly. I know you don’t really like to dance, but I love it. There are some really nice guys here. I’m having a blast.”
“Yeah, I could see that. From across the room.”
“Oh. I wasn’t ignoring you…I just…”
“Forgot I was here?” he teased.
“Of course not.” She grinned unabashedly, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You’re not upset, are you?”
“No, Baby. I love being abandoned by my girlfriend when I’m pretty much the only hetero male at a gay costume party.”
She roared with laughter. “Give me a break. You’re not homophobic, and I don’t think you’re the only hetero male here. But your humble slave can stay here and protect you if you like.”
He snorted. “Humble? Yeah…right.” He smiled at her teasingly. “Are you being a good girl?”
“Absolutely.”
He grinned. “That’s too bad. Mind you…I’m not sure I believe you. There has to be some reason you’ve avoided me like the plague.”
“Would I lie to you?”
“To get out of being spanked here? In a heartbeat.”
She sobered immediately. “Please don’t...I’d be mortified.”
He stroked her cheek. “I’m only teasing you, Sweetheart. But sit with me for awhile.”
“So you can try to mess me up and fabricate some excuse to spank me?”
“That…and the pleasure of your company, of course.”
He chuckled at her snort of disbelief. They spent an enjoyable couple of hours chatting with others, playing games and eating the sublime buffet. Vinnie continued to goad her, but she sweetly smiled and complied with all of his requests. Even a few glasses of the heavily spiked punch failed to make her trip up. Although she came close a couple of times, she managed to not pepper her speech with casual profanity.
Finally, near midnight, he had snatched her, pressing her up against a wall in the dim hallway. “Ok…enough of this. You’re being tiresomely good. Come on…tell me off. Swear. Do SOMETHING.”
Running a finger along his jaw, she gave a half smile. Lifting her hand to the back of this head, she let his hair separate her fingers. Smiling, she yanked, pulling his head down closer to hers. “I want you to fuck me,” she said huskily. “There…is that good enough?”
“Oh yeah…that’s perfect.” Grabbing her hand, he tugged her towards the stairs. “Upstairs – now.” When she hesitated, he drew her back against him, murmuring into her neck. “Unless you’d like to do it up against the wall here…”
“Paul and Bryan…”
“Said the guest room was at our disposal.”
“We could just go home…”
“I’m not waiting that long.” Pushing her forward slightly, he gave her a firm swat to hurry her along. “Go. Before I toss you over my shoulder and carry you upstairs.”
“That sounds like fun” she purred, and then squealed as he bent to grab her. “Ok, ok, I’m going. Bring up some wine…”
“I have to drive.”
“I don’t.”
Entering the guest room, she eyed herself critically in the mirror, adjusting both her bra top and panties slightly. As he entered the room, she took the glass from his hand, watching as he locked the door.
“Is anyone else upstairs?”
“No. Now…let’s see you dance in that thing.”
“There’s no music.”
“Are you arguing with me?” Crossing to the night table, he turned on the radio. Smiling at the tune, she began to sway with arms outstretched, hips swiveling at the heavily beated music, singing softly.
I’m not satisfied with Versace style
Put those patent leather pants in the circular file
Sometimes I think I might be looking good
But there’s only one thing that fits like it should…
Bending at the knees, still undulating, she drew her arms down in front of her, crossing them over her chest before thrusting them up again.
The only thing I want
The only thing I need
The only thing I choose
The only thing that looks good on me…
Is you.
Yeah…it’s you
It could only be you
Nobody else will ever do
Yeah, baby, it’s you…
Cupping her nape in the palm of his hand, he pulled her in swiftly for a kiss, effectively silencing her. When she wrapped her arms around his neck in response, he straightened, lifting her a foot of the floor, crossing the room with her. He eased her down a couple of minutes later, both breathing heavily.
“Now…I believe you pulled my hair?”
The corner of her eyes crinkling, she took his hand in hers. “I’d tell you to pull mine back…” Pausing, she slipped his hand down through the sheer fabric, “…but I don’t have any anymore…”
He inhaled sharply, slipping his hands into her smooth folds. “Jesus Christ. When did you do this?”
She smiled, enjoying his reaction. “Today...do you like it?”
“You’re impossibly soft.” Banding his other arm around her back, he stroked her rhythmically, until she closed her eyes and let her head drop forward. “Well…since I can’t pull your hair…I guess I’m going to have to spank you instead.”
“That seems fair.”
Dropping to the bed, he thrust her over his lap impatiently. “Can I pull these down without tearing them?”
She looked over her shoulder up at him. “Yes, but be GENTLE. The fabric is delicate.”
Easing the sheer pants down, he stroked his hand over the bikini bottoms. “You are NEVER going swimming in these.”
Raising his hand, he began spanking her gently, easing the bottoms down after a couple of minutes.
She jerked impatiently. “Harder.”
“Relax. We’ll get there.”
“Harder NOW.”
Shaking his head reproachfully, he swatted the back of her thigh firmly, making her yelp. “NOT THERE!”
“Stop complaining and be a good slave. I’ll spank you anyway I like.”
“Fine. Just get to it.”
Chuckling softly, he began spanking her with slowly increasing force, the red glow returning to her bottom within minutes. Pausing to rub, he smiled at her purr.
“That feels amazing. Spank me hard, ok?”
Resuming, he increased the force slightly. She sank gratefully into the sensation, soon asking him to increase the force.
“I’m spanking you pretty hard, Sweetheart.”
“You’re just using your hand.”
“I know…but you’re plenty red, believe me.”
“Please? I’m really warmed up…”
He shrugged. “Ok.” He slammed his palm along the underside of her bottom repeatedly, making her jerk forward with each descent. “Too hard?”
“No…keep going. I want you to take me to my limit.”
He paused, stroking her. “Are you sure? You’re starting to mark a bit. You might bruise…”
“I don’t care. I want you to give me a good spanking – until I’m really sore. I want to be able to feel it for a few days.”
He shook his head. “You couldn’t have taken this a year ago.”
“I can now. I know we don’t usually play this hard…but I just…I don’t know…I’d really like to today. Please?”
Nodding, he secured her firmly, trapping her legs between his. “Have you done something you’re not telling me about?”
“No Vin…it’s nothing like that.”
“Ok. But when I decide it’s enough, I’m stopping. And if it’s too much, then tell me.”
She nodded as he secured her arm in the small of her back. She yelped as he put the full strength of his arm into it, setting a brisk rhythm that left her near breathless in under a minute.
“Just a sec…just a sec…”
Subduing her struggles easily, he maintained a fast, hard pace. “Do you want me to stop?”
“I need a break.”
“No, no break.”
He grinned as she yelped, “STOP! STOP!!!!” a few seconds later. Rubbing her firmly, he felt her relax, then righted her.
“Better?”
“Yeah.” She rubbed herself gently. “Thank you.”
“Are you ok?”
“Yeah.” She touched her bottom gingerly. “Wow. I can’t believe you can make it hurt that much with just your hand.”
Pulling her to lie beside him, he brushed her hair from her face. “Remember that the next time you’re about to do something you know you shouldn’t. I better at least get a few days of good behaviour out of that”, he teased.
“Don’t count on it.” She hissed as he rolled her to her back, pressing her into the mattress with his weight. “Oh my God. Yes, yes, ok!” Her breath caught as he nipped at her belly, lowering himself down her until he took her sleek, wet skin into his mouth. Erupting almost instantly, she yelped as he gripped her bottom firmly, raising her to straddle him while he sat on his heels. Thrusting into her roughly, he gripped her hips and yanked her against him, again and again, until he too found his release.
Lying back on the bed, he pulled her to his side, stroking her back and bottom gently.
“I don’t think I can possibly get up and get dressed.”
“I’ll get your coat. Just wrap it around you and come home naked. I’m not done with you anyway.”
Raising herself on an elbow, she gaped, incredulous. “I can’t drive home without clothes.”
Rising, he thrust her bikini into his pocket. “You’re going to. Because I want you to. And you’re going to do what you’re told until morning.”
Heart hammering, she swallowed. “I am?”
“Yes. You are. Because you’re MINE. Understand?”
She nodded wordlessly.
“Answer me.”
She exhaled shakily. “Y-yes.” At his penetrating look, she spoke again. “Yes. I’m yours.”
“Good.” Bending to kiss her, he tugged her to his feet. “Strip the bed. I’ll get your coat.”
Ignoring Paul’s raised eyebrow at her conspicuously bare legs, she made her farewells, and followed Vinnie out into the dark night, the twinkling eyes of the nearby Jack-O-Lanterns winking at her mockingly.
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Lyrics: The Only Thing That Looks Good on Me is You – Bryan Adams
*Copyright PDL 10/2005
(Message edited by pagan on October 31, 2005) |
Angelbabe
Advanced Spanko
Username: Angelbabe
Post Number: 832
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 04:51 pm: |
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Pagan ur writing is really good and i have loved all ur stories so very much please keep writing ur so brilliant at it thanks for all the stories
I should be good, i should be good but being bad is so much Better
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Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 667
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 07:05 pm: |
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Oh wow, this was just amazing! Some of it sounded so familiar, just like a fantasy. 
I love your writing so much, it never fails to move me, turn me on and make me laugh...sometimes all three at once! You have a gift sweetie, thanks for sharing it with the rest of us. 
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
HAPPY SAMHAIN!
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Shadowrose45
New member
Username: Shadowrose45
Post Number: 7
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 07:22 pm: |
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Excellant as always |
Alittlenaughty
New member
Username: Alittlenaughty
Post Number: 27
Registered: 09-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 08:44 pm: |
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AWESOME..... it is always fun to read about Vinnie and Audrey.. she is naughtier than I could ever think to be.
Please keep writing it is such a pleasure to read your stories. |
Pagan
Spanko
Username: Pagan
Post Number: 211
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 09:20 pm: |
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Thank you all. 
Naughty? I don't think I've ever written a story where Audrey is so well-behaved! 
I always like to hear what people think of this series because the characters are near and dear to my heart. Audrey is, in fact, me. Although she tries some things (like checking into Sanctuary) that I would not in r/l.
But the personality, emotions, temper, way she expresses herself? Moi. |
Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 668
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 09:57 pm: |
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No kidding....really?
I never would have guessed. 
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
HAPPY SAMHAIN!
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Pagan
Spanko
Username: Pagan
Post Number: 215
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 10:03 pm: |
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Do we seem similar to you? Excellent. It's hard to portray yourself accurately.
If I could have worked a wolf clad straight woman into this easily, I'd have gotten you in this one! |
Hunny
Junior Spanko
Username: Hunny
Post Number: 119
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 10:36 pm: |
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 Another great one, Pagan! |
Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 673
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Monday, October 31, 2005 - 11:13 pm: |
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Cool, make me a star!
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
HAPPY SAMHAIN!
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Lash_le_roux
New member
Username: Lash_le_roux
Post Number: 25
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - 03:51 am: |
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Chère Pagan,
Yep, that's you alright! The attitude, the attempts of our heroine to direct the action, and particularly, "Bring up some wine…”
Great story. I'd give my toy collection to be able to write so well.
Lash Le Roux 
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. — Dr. Seuss
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Wolfie
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Wolfie
Post Number: 674
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - 10:39 am: |
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You do write that well Lash, I remember your stories as being sensitive, thoughtful and fun. I wish you would write again, or at least post some of your older work for others to enjoy.
wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
HAPPY SAMHAIN!
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Kimbers
Spanko
Username: Kimbers
Post Number: 265
Registered: 08-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - 05:34 pm: |
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Whew....time for a cold shower! Once again Pagan, excellent story!
"I wish the real world would just stop hassling me!"
-Matchbox 20
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Neoserenity87
Spanko
Username: Neoserenity87
Post Number: 234
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - 11:37 pm: |
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awesome work pagan, I looooove hearing stories about Audrey and Vinnie! BRAVO!!! 
my life is a like an Iraqi box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get, and even if you did...how the hell could you read the Arabic written on the map inside the damn box?
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