Choose Your Own Spanking
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(****, ?/?, Edgy, Could contain anything.)

This is an interactive story where you get to choose how the story progresses. (Approximately 714 words. Originally published 1998-02.)

The woman looks at you intently, her eyes shining in the moonlight. She looks so beautiful and honest you find it impossible to lie to her. She seems to nice you must confide in her.

"I-, well, I have fantasies of being spanked!" There it is out. You look up at the woman briefly, so see her expression. She is smiling, not with humor, but with lust.

"After my husband ravishes me I take him home and punish him for his crime," she says with a broad smile, licking her luscious red lips as she watches you. "I strip him and cuff his hands behind him and then I spank him for the rest of the night. I torment him and keep him erect and desiring me for hours without satisfaction. It drives him wild, and in the morning I release him, and he ravishes me again, sometimes several times. I often have more orgasms in one night than I can even count!"

It is your turn to be shocked. Your mouth opens slightly and then you close it and look away, smiling shyly. It sounds so wonderful, the game Shari and her husband play. You wish you had someone to play such games with.

A soft hand suddenly takes your chin pulls your head up so you are looking straight into Shari's gorgeous blue eyes. "I have always wanted to have _two_ slaves to punish," she says with a questioning smile that can be nothing more than an invitation.

Without any hesitation on your part you nod quickly, before you can change your mind. In a minute you find yourself kneeling on the ground, your hands cuffed behind you, and dark cloth covering your eyes. Around you the wind blows through the trees and you can hear distant sounds of traffic and night animals. You feel alone and frightened.

With soft but determined fingers Shari begins to undress you. You cooperate helplessly, though you are frightened and cold. Your shoes and socks are removed, and then your jeans and underwear. At least you have your T-shirt. Suddenly, with a fierce cry like a savage, sharp fingernails tear into your shirt and rip it from your body. It shreds and in seconds it is gone and you are totally naked, standing in a public park at night, blindfolded, and cuffed, and silently obeying a strange woman you just met.

You are led by the woman for a ways, walking silently through the night. You stumble slightly, as you cannot see, and your going is slow. Then there's a crack of a stick very near you. With a horrid chill through your spine your freeze in terror. You cannot move or even breathe. Someone is there!

There's a cry and the sound of motion and bodies colliding, and the sudden tearing of fabric. You hear grunting and yells and even a slap or two, and then two distinct panting throats for a few seconds, followed by a startled a cry of pain and delight and then a furious comotion of grunts and moans. After a moment there's a sudden twin gasps and then again, two distinct people panting and heaving for oxygen.

Then you hear Shari's voice. "Richard, you have been a _very_ bad boy. That was naughty thing you just did. I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you. I have a friend here that also has been very naughty and I'm going to punish the two of you together. Now get up and let's go home. You both have sound spankings coming to you and we don't have all night! Well, actually, we _do_, but it's going to take an awful lot of spanking to atone for what you two have done. Now get moving, both of you!"

There's the sound of loud slap and then suddenly you are pulled forward and you feel a sharp slap across your rump that stings and tingles and you eagerly move forward, your heart thumping wildly. What have you got yourself into? Do you are go though with this?

On reflection, you decide to:

1. Go with the woman and accept your fate calmly [Go to 48]

2. Tell the woman you changed your mind [Go to 49]