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For this spanking blog hop, I’ve pulled a scene from Punishing the Art Thief –
Melissa’s first ever spanking. Enjoy!
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An Excerpt From: PUNISHING THE ART THIEFCopyright © SHOSHANNA EVERS, 2010, 2013
All Rights Reserved.
At seven o’clock, Melissa took a deep breath and rang the doorbell of James’ large brownstone. He opened the door and greeted her with a smile.
“Glad you could make it,” he said as he stepped aside so she could enter.
Ha! As if she had a choice in the matter.
Melissa nodded and dropped her overnight bag on the floor in the front hall. She hoped he didn’t notice that her hands were trembling. He was dressed in jeans and a black T-shirt that hugged his body, showing off his broad shoulders and impressive biceps. She hadn’t been sure what to wear, so she’d opted for a casual, short, flouncy skirt and a tank top.
“Nice place,” she said.
James shrugged. “It was my grandparents’. I couldn’t afford a place like this otherwise.” He smiled. “You look really good,” he said, taking her hand.
“Um, thanks. You too.”
James laughed. “That’s very kind of you, Melissa. But flattery won’t keep me from punishing you for that Rembrandt.”
Oh God, what did he have in mind? “Punishment, huh?” she asked as she sat down on the couch next to him. “I never took you for the kinky type.”
“No, you never took me for any type at all, I imagine,” he said smoothly. “But that’s going to change right now. Bend over my knee.”
Melissa stared at him blankly. “Are you serious?”
“As a heart attack.”
“I’ve never done this before,” she said, laughing nervously.
“You were never spanked as a child even?” James asked.
“No, my parents were into time-outs. But let’s not talk about parents. Kinda kills the mood.”
“Good point,” James said. “The time for talking is over.”
He took her upper arms firmly in his large hands, pulled her over his lap and held her there, but she wasn’t struggling. She couldn’t believe she had let herself get into this position—both literally across James’ lap, and the whole situation—being blackmailed over a stolen painting.
But not just any stolen painting. A Rembrandt. The Rembrandt. She felt James’ hand run down her skirt and caress her ass. He lifted her skirt up.
“You have a gorgeous ass,” he said, “but these panties won’t do.” He tugged her boy shorts off, removing her high heels and letting them drop to the hardwood floor. “I bought you a thong.”
He dangled a piece of flimsy black spandex fabric in front of her eyes before she felt him sliding the thong up her legs.
“I never wear thongs,” she said. “They feel like I’m walking around with a wedgie all day.”
James laughed and snapped the spandex into place, caressing her still-bare buttocks. “Well, you’re wearing a thong this weekend.”
And with that proclamation, he smacked his hand down across one of her ass cheeks, then the other. She gasped. She still couldn’t believe she was doing this.
Smack!
Then again and again, until her buttocks become warm with the sting.
“Hey!” she cried out as he slapped her especially hard.
Immediately, he stopped. He pulled her skirt down and lifted her up off his lap. “We need to get something straight, Melissa. You are here because you want to be. Because you are, in essence, prostituting yourself for the right to keep a painting that doesn’t belong to you.”
Melissa could feel herself blush. “I’m not a prostitute. I’m an art history teacher!”
James ignored her. “We had an agreement. A contract, if you will. You are mine to do with as I please for the weekend. And I will never tell a soul about the Rembrandt in your bedroom. I won’t turn you in.”
“I know—I just, I can’t be spanked like a child…”
James smiled wryly. “May I?” he asked as he reached his hand under her skirt. He slipped a finger beneath the tight thong that was soaked with wetness he had evoked in her. “Your pussy tells a different story, Melissa.”
Embarrassed, Melissa averted her eyes as he removed his hand.
“Your pussy is telling me not to listen to what you say,” he whispered. “Because you’re saying you don’t want this, and you’re lying.”
She could feel his eyes on her as she stared at her boy-short panties lying on the floor at his feet. Damn him. He was right. She did want this.
She’d been looking forward to this evening—with a mix of trepidation and excitement—since he had propositioned her last night. The whole idea of giving up control turned her on…and scared the hell out of her.
“How about this,” James said, and she finally looked up into his intense green eyes. “If you ever change your mind, you can just say our safeword, and I will stop everything, and you will go home. Of course, then I’ll turn you in.”
“Why are you doing this, James?”
“Because I’ve wanted to have you since I first saw you. And because you want me too—or else you wouldn’t be here.”
Melissa took in a shaky breath. She was going to go through with this, even though she was scared. She was also turned-on. “What’s the safeword?”
James grinned. “Rembrandt.”
* * * * *
James pulled her onto his lap so that she straddled him, and kissed her, letting his tongue enter her mouth, tasting her. She smelled delicious, as if she had just the tiniest drop of floral perfume on.
He fingered one of the curly tendrils of hair that fell against her shoulder, trailed his tongue down the curve of her neck and kissed the hollow of her throat, her pulse fluttering rapidly beneath his lips.
Having her here was worth being fired. He still hadn’t told her what had happened with that. No point in spoiling the mood.
He pulled her tank top down so that her bra was visible. She was wearing a red lacy bra that looked like it hadn’t been worn very often. He smiled appreciatively. Could she have worn it to impress him? This was a woman who was used to having the upper hand. The careful, organized professor. She probably had to be in control of everything.
But not this weekend. This weekend he was in charge.
He pulled one of her breasts up and out of the bra, running his fingers softly over her nipple before pinching it. She gasped as it hardened and he kissed it, rolling his tongue around her areola before sucking the whole nipple into his mouth.
She moaned as he took her other breast out of its confines and tweaked that peak with his fingers as well.
“You like that, do you?” he asked, the hard tip still in his mouth. “How about this?” He flicked her nipple with his tongue, then lifted his mouth from her breast to roll both tight buds between his fingers. “I’ve got a toy for these little nipples for later.”
Melissa’s eyes widened. James dipped his hand underneath her skirt again and ran his fingers under the thong and along her wet cunt. She was practically dripping. She arched her body forward, trying to press her clit against his finger, but he wasn’t ready to give Melissa her release. Not yet.
He yanked the spandex thong in an upward motion, snapping it against her clit. She moaned and stopped trying to press her clit against him.
“I wasn’t done spanking you, you know,” he said.
She bent over his knee immediately, without him even having to ask her. “Sorry,” she said, but she didn’t sound sorry.
He smacked her ass twice for good measure before standing up, pulling her with him.
She started to adjust her thong but he stopped her with a hand gesture. “Leave it,” he said. “I like knowing it’s riding up your pussy lips and your ass crack.”
“It’s uncomfortable,” she said, pulling the thong down.
“I think you’re trying to give me a reason to punish you.”
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52. 1950s Wife
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I just want to take a moment to give a huge thank you to the awesome book bloggers and readers who have read and reviewed Beauty and the Beast (an erotic re-imagining). 
