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 522 words. Originally published 1998-02.)

Afraid to reveal your true feelings, you decide to pick the first door. Erica follows you through. Inside it is so dark that at first you don't see anything.

But you hear the moans.

Terror grips the two of you as you stare at each other in amazement. You are in a short corridor that leads to a very large room. You can sense more than see that there are many people in the room. As you enter you notice people -- both women and men -- are bound to the walls by their wrists and ankles. Some of these slaves are completely naked, others wearing skimpy black leather thongs and straps that only enhance and draw attention to their sexual organs. Many bear signs of recent whipping.

Then a tall woman dressed in black leather passes, a long leather whip in her hand. Groveling and kissing her stiletto boots is a naked man, his back and buttocks criss-crossed with thin red stripes. "Please forgive me, mistress," begs the man.

"Shut up you cur!" growls the woman, pushing the man down with her foot. "You are lower than low, scum of the earth. A cockroach is as a king to you, even maggots better than you. Lick the sole of my boots and I shall whip you and you shall enjoy it!"

You and Erica watch, astonished, as the man obeys, licking the bottom of the woman's boots with alacrity, not even protesting as she whips his buttocks and legs. Frightened, you move on.

"Perhaps this is the wrong door for us," you whisper to Erica. Around you master/slave couples pass. Erica starts to nod when suddenly a huge man looms before you. He is fully dressed in a business suit but in his hand is a long black whip. He is baring your way and studying the two of you.

"Just where do the two of you think you are going?"

"Uh, we were just leaving," you say. But Erica winks and smiles at the man in an extra-friendly sort of way.

"Slaves do not leave whenever they feel like it," says the man.

"Oh, we're not slaves!"

The man's head whips around to face you. "If you are in here, you are slaves. I think I shall have to take you under my wing and teach you some manners. You do not know how to speak to your master. Now both of you, quick! Take off your clothes!"

Erica begin to undress. You stare at her in astonishment. Sure, the man's voice was so commanding that for a second you almost obeyed him automatically, but he has no authority over you. But Erica seems mesmerized by the man. In just a moment she is completely naked. She kneels on the floor before the man.

"Excellent, slave. Very good." The man pats Erica on the head as though she's a puppy dog who just learned how to sit. "And what are you waiting for?" he says glaring at you.

Your face pales but you cannot desert your friend. Slowly you begin to undress.

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