Sophie's Menage by Jan Springer

splayed against her waist. He held firm and she was pulled into masculine hardness as he pushed his body against hers. She gulped at the immense erection pressing against her belly.
    His kiss strengthened. His tongue forged into her mouth with such dominance it unleashed a storm of wicked sensations inside her.
    Oh! He tasted fantastic. Bold, daring, dark and demanding. Her toes tingled as his tongue possessed every inch of the inside of her mouth. Their tongues dueled in an erotic dance until she grew heady and her breathing became rough and fast.
    Damn him, he’d always been an addiction to her. This time was no different. She was helpless against the pleasure bursting on her lips and in her mouth.
    Eric smacked her butt cheeks again and erotic pain blistered across her ass. She moaned at the unbelievable heat and hungrily kissed Steve. More slaps rained on her tender flesh. Pain. Heat. Excitement.
    She creamed warmly.
    “Blushing beautifully,” Eric growled.
    Bastard .
    She became vaguely aware of fingers pulling down the bodice of her dress. The material snuggled beneath her breasts, lifting them, just as it was designed to do. Steve continued to kiss her with dominant pressure.
    His robe rubbed erotically against her sensitive nipples, causing a maddening friction. She pulled on her restraints, needing more stimulation. She’d been starving for this kind of attention for so long she couldn’t even think straight.
    Fire exploded against her ass as the paddle smacked and slapped. She jerked against her binds. Perspiration beaded across her forehead and her neck. She ached for Steve to slide his cock into her vagina. To have Eric thrust his shaft deep into her ass. But they didn’t do what she craved.
    They continued tormenting her with hot kisses and sharp slaps until she could no longer stand the exquisite pleasure. Desperation made her break the kiss.
    “Stop…playing…with me,” she gasped.
    She forced herself to open her eyes. She should have kept them closed. Steve stared at her with raw lust gleaming on his face. His lips were red from their intense kisses and his gaze heated with sexual need.
    “You want relief, Spanky?” he growled. Laughter tinged his gaze. He knew she was desperate and he was enjoying her predicament.
    Damn them!
    Eric stopped paddling her ass and cupped her fiery ass cheeks with his hot palms. He squeezed gently. The pressure was exquisite.
    “What do you want from us, baby?” Eric growled.
    “Relief!” she snapped.
    “Oh, you’ll get it…in our sweet time,” Steve said. His eyes were blazing now and she knew he was serious.
    “No…please...” Oh, she was beyond begging now.
    He nodded to Eric. “Pass me the electric swatter.”
    Goodness ! An electric swatter . She’d heard of them, but she’d never experienced one.
    She keened when she saw what looked like a tennis racket being passed to Steve.
    “This should be a suitable punishment that I’m sure you’ll enjoy,” Steve said. He pressed a button on the black handle and a soft hum filtered into the air.
    Nervousness and excitement fought inside her as she warily eyed the swatter.
    “Brace yourself, Spanky,” Steve said.
    She tensed as he swung the racket at her right breast. The strings zapped sweetly against her nipple electrifying her flesh. Instinctively she convulsed. The sharp sting was magnificent. Steve swung the racket again, this time swatting her left breast. Pain arrowed into her flesh. Erotic pleasure followed.
    She moaned despite not wanting to. The last thing she wanted was to show them how much she enjoyed this toy.
    She gazed down at her breasts. They were blushing pink. Her nipples were beaded and hard and aching deliciously.
    “Keep her going, I’ll prepare her ass,” Eric growled and uncupped her ass cheeks.
    Sophie blew out a tense breath as Steve continued swatting her breasts unleashing a barrage of carnal sensations. When she heard the slurp of lube from behind her, she couldn’t stop