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WITH KINKY SEX, IT HURTS SO GOOD

Good sex is about give and take-the exchange of pleasure and power. But for wild, daring lovers whose encounters take a decidedly kinky turn, pain can turn into the hottest pleasure. In this titillating collection of lustful letters, you’ll discover wanton tales of dominance and submission. From the naughty schoolgirl who must answer to two stern masters to a young couple’s erotic exploration of human bondage, you’ll discover the thrill of giving in to your darkest desires. These tantalizing stories will hit your senses-and have you begging for more.

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Introduction

Good sex is about give and take—the exchange of pleasure and power, in all of its many shades. But for some daring lovers, this dance takes a decidedly kinky turn, revealing decadently dark desires that cannot be ignored.

In this collection of lusty letters, the readers of Penthouse invite you into their world of limitless ecstasy as they share their sultry secrets of dominance and submission. Here, pain begets pleasure and bondage leads bliss. With a heady mix of intense emotions and thrilling sensations, their scenes are much more than just play, but for these men and women, that makes the rewards that much sweeter.

From silk scarves and ropes, to stinging spankings, these tantalizing tales will leave you begging for more.

Barbara Pizio

Executive Editor

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Naughty Schoolgirl Learns a Lesson From Two Stern Masters

I guess you could say that I'm a polyamorous submissive. I have a husband and primary master, Jeremy, as well as an old friend and lover, Preston. When Preston and I initially dated more than a dozen years ago, our sex life was pretty vanilla, but in the years since, he's grown increasingly more kinky. His interest in BDSM rekindled things between the two of us, and—with Jeremy's permission, of course—we began to see each other again.

Recently, my two favorite men in the world got together to create a special spanking scene for me. Previously, I had never played with the two of them together. Jeremy is content to occasionally share me, but he usually doesn't want to hear any of the details, which is why I was surprised when he told me he had invited Preston over for dinner that Saturday evening. The idea of serving the two of them—even if it only meant cooking and presenting a meal—had me creaming my panties.

I was a little flustered as I prepared dinner, and I grew even more so when I entered the bedroom to dress for the evening. Jeremy had already laid out my clothes on the bed, setting the tone for the night. Spread out on the mattress was a white cotton bra-and-panty set, a white button-down blouse, a short pleated skirt, white ruffled anklets and high-heeled Mary Janes. Seeing those clothes instantly put me in naughty-little-schoolgirl headspace. I felt my cheeks flush as I picked up the cotton panties and stepped into them. I slowly pulled them up my thighs, and I began to wonder when and if they planned to lower them and give their favorite bad girl a much-needed spanking. I dearly hoped that this wasn't all a big tease, but happily, before the night was over, I got exactly what I wanted—and deserved.

Not long after I finished dressing, the doorbell rang. I hurried to answer it, not wanting to leave Preston out on the snowy porch for any longer than necessary. When I opened the door, he smiled as his eyes took in my outfit. Stepping inside the foyer, he took me in his arms for a kiss and a hug. I wrapped my arms around him, taking in the sensual scent of his leather jacket and masculine cologne.

Jeremy was waiting in the den, so I hung up Preston's jacket and then showed him the way. My husband gave our guest a hearty handshake before offering him a drink. I excused myself and headed back to the kitchen to put the finishing touches on our meal.

Dinner came out wonderfully, and both men were embroiled in a spirited discussion about football as I silently enjoyed my meal. My mind was swirling with all of the possibilities the evening held, and it was difficult for me to carry on a decent conversation. The only thing I could concentrate on was the dull ache in my pussy that was growing stronger by the minute. I sipped my wine as I looked from one man to the other, marveling at how fortunate I am to have two such handsome masters in my life.

Afterward, as I cleared off the table and tidied up the kitchen, both men picked up their wineglasses and headed to the den, where they said they'd be waiting for me. Waiting for what? I wondered. But as much as I tried to strain my ears and listen to their conversation, they were too far away for me to discern much beyond an occasional loud laugh.

Once I entered the den, my breath caught in my throat. Already laid out on my husband's desk was the wooden ruler that he only uses to spank me. I squeezed my thighs together as I looked around the room. Jeremy was sitting on the couch and Preston was leaning against the edge of the desk.

"Amanda," Preston began, his words colored by the tone of chastisement that I've grown to adore, "your husband's been telling me that you've been a very bad girl."

"Yes, sir," I whispered, my downcast eyes staring at my fidgeting Mary Janes.

"I didn't hear you," said my husband from across the room. I could hear the amusement in his voice.

"Yes, sir. I've been very bad," I said, my voice a little louder.

"Well, then," said Jeremy, "I think you need to be punished, and since Preston is our guest, it's only right that he spanks you first."

First! I'd never been spanked by more than one man in the same night, and the very thought nearly made me swoon with delight.

"Well, thank you, Jeremy. I do prefer to work on a blank canvas. Could you help me out? I believe there's a naughty girl here who no longer needs panties."

I stood stock-still with my heart pounding in my chest as my husband approached me. In one quick movement, he bent me over the desk and flipped up my little skirt. I immediately grabbed the far edge of the desk, arched my back, and raised my ass high, assuming a familiar spanking posture. Jeremy made me wait for a few extra seconds before he slowly began lowering my panties. My face heated even more as my soaked pussy came into view. I felt so deliciously exposed, and knowing that my ass was about to by spanked by my two masters had my cunt weeping with ecstasy. Once Jeremy had pulled the panties free of my ankles, I widened my stance and braced myself for the first blow, feeling the desire swell within me.

Preston grabbed my hair, holding me as taut as a bowstring as his hand landed on my bare bottom. I exhaled as the sweet sting of his slap reverberated in my pussy. I struggled not to moan out loud as he slowly spanked one cheek, then the other. I felt the honey seep out of my cunt as he gradually increased the speed of his slaps. I knew that I was expected to remain silent during my "punishment," although that was growing increasingly difficult. Jeremy walked around the desk, taking in the scene as Preston spanked me thoroughly. I was both thrilled and embarrassed that my husband was watching. I knew he was seeing everything: my reddened ass cheeks, my juice-slicked pussy, and my blushing face. After about two dozen serious slaps, my ass was tingling and I was so ready to come, but the night had only begun.

"I think she's warmed up enough for you," said Preston, walking around the desk to stand before my face.

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Dec 4, 2012
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60 pages
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9781455573523

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