New Release - Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut

Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut

A new book that is only available on Amazon. I have similarly pulled two books from Smashwords to distribute them solely on Amazon because their content riles Apple's censors:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa

So - all three are located solely on Amazon. Get your Kindle's fired up for the exclusive action! Kindle Prime members can view them for free! Here's a brief snippet:

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From Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut:

I quickly typed to DannyD what was going on. I started typing one handed as my other hand played with my pussy, my fingers sliding into the cold and heat of my hole. Jay whipped his dick out by now and walked closer to me by my end of the couch. I typed a short message into the phone to let DannyD know what was happening and would let him know how it turned out. I put the phone down and concentrated all my attention on playing with my pussy and tits and watching Jay stroke his big hard cock next to me.

It wasn't long before I was humping my own fingers and the first orgasm hit me. I moaned loud and Jay moaned a little too. I kept at it, my fingers pumping in and out of my pussy, pushing me to another orgasm as I watched Jay pumping his thick rod between his fingers. I tweaked my nipples to send me over the edge to the next orgasm. That's when Jay grunted and his cum shot out all over my face and tits.

I laughed a little and kept fingering my pussy. I licked the cum that dripped down by my mouth. It was delicious. As Jay put his cock away, I looked him in the eyes as I continued fingering my twat. I used my other hand to clean his cum off my body and then licked it off my fingers. Jay watched me and shook his head.

“You're a dang cum freak, Lana.”

I smiled and finished myself off. I got up and cleaned off with the towel and went to my room to clean up. When I was done, I told DannyD all about it. He was impressed and amazed. I was a little amazed myself. I'd never done anything like that before.

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While you're there, why not get the Fourplay Collection? Here's a taste of four stories, one from each of the Naughty Shorts collection that can be found in the easy to buy, 196-page Fourplay Collection:

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations
- Step Sluts -

"Fair's fair, lil sis," Marilyn stood in front of Sally, hands on her hips. "I get to see your bra and panties since you've been staring at mine all day."

"I have not been staring all day," Sally responded. She put her face back in her book and pretended to read.

"You're going to show me or I'm spreading the word around campus that you're a lesbian. You'll have every dyke hitting on you the entire semester, maybe even the whole year." Marilyn crossed her arms and smiled smugly.

"I am not doing that," Sally said.

"Maybe I'll tell Howie first," Marilyn mused, knowing what a crush Sally had on the quarterback who would start in most of the same classes Sally would in the fall.

"Come on," Sally pleaded. "Let's just try to get through this without things getting ugly."

"Strip or you'll never have a chance with Howie."

Sally slammed the book down on the end table next to the couch.

"I'm not wearing panties, okay?"

"Oh, bad planning on your part. Check out your sister's goods but leave your own unwrapped? Too bad. You picked the wrong day to go commando." Marilyn walked over to the large picture window and drew the drapes closed. She turned on the lights and lit up the room. "Let's see what you got."

"No." Sally folded her arms and stared straight ahead, wishing this would all go away.

Marilyn walked over to the cordless phone and picked it up.

"Howie's phone number...hmm, don't know it. I'll just have to tell Sven, he can pass it on."

Hearing the gossip crazy Sven's name, Sally jumped up from the couch.

"Okay! Shit, don't tell Sven? He'll tell everyone on the planet!" Sally was shaking with fear. Marilyn put the phone down and sat back down on the loveseat.

"Well, since it took so long to get your cooperation, you're going to have to do a striptease. Pretend I'm Howie."

“I’m not doing that,” Sally stood her ground, thinking this couldn’t get any worse. Marilyn stood up and walked to her.

“You’re clearly not getting how this works. Every time you say ‘No’, I add a little something to your punishment. Now I have to think up something extra to go on top of the strip tease.”

“Look, I’ll flash my tits and pussy and then we’re done,” Sally responded. Her face got flushed with anger.

“Now that’s two things,” Marilyn walked back over to the chair and picked up the phone.

“Fuck! OK!” Sally yelled. Marilyn picked up the remote to the stereo and found some club music with a sexy beat. From the last three years forced to grow up in the same house, Sally knew Marilyn followed through on threats. She just had to appease her and save her reputation.

Sally moved to the beat, dancing like she was in a club but not exactly sexily. She’d never actually been in a club, just seen people in music videos on the internet.

“Come on, Sally. Shake it like you mean it!” Marilyn shouted. Sally shook her ass at her, doing her best bump and grind in the air. She put her hands over her head and swiveled her body around.

“That’s better. Now how about taking something off?”

Sally face got red and she tried to imagine she was indeed doing this for Howie. She imagined his eyes on her hands as her fingers grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. When her eyes met Marilyn’s looking at her like a piece of meat, Sally got a funny stirring in her belly. She turned around before her faced betrayed her excitement.

‘I’m not a lesbian! I don’t even like Marilyn.’ Sally shook her ass as she tried to compose herself. Her hands reached around behind her to unclasp her bra before she even realized she was doing it. She was so distracted by her feelings that she didn’t realize she was doing the strip tease exactly like Marilyn wanted. Her mind raced as she tried to think of some way out of this predicament. She turned around holding her bra over her breasts with her hands, dancing and swaying to the beat.

“Hey, Mister Kline could come back any minute, why don’t we call this a night and order pizza?” Sally smiled weakly at her step sister. Marilyn smiled evilly.

“He’s not due back for a week. That’s three special extras now,” Marilyn said.

Sally was so flustered that she dropped her hands, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were sticking straight out on her C cup tits.

“Nice,” Marilyn said checking out Sally’s breasts. She felt her own through her shirt. She got another idea and unbuttoned her own blouse as Sally continued to dance. She slipped her bra up over her own breasts, feeling them as she compared her larger tits to Sally’s. Sally rolled her eyes when she turned back around and saw Marilyn exposed.

“Seriously, you should not be getting naked,” Sally said as she shook her head, continuing to dance.

“That’s four – you don’t have any say in what I do or don’t do. But that’s a great idea just the same,” Marilyn said and pulled her shirt and bra off over her head quickly. Sally put her hands up on her head in frustration, unaware that this made her torso look awesome as she turned around and danced.

‘Just finish it, get it over with,’ Sally thought as she reached down and unsnapped her shorts. She slid the shorts down, bending over and showing Marilyn her ass. She quickly turned around and saw Marilyn dropping her shorts and panties to the floor too.

“Yeah, that’s too much,” Sally said. She grabbed her clothes and ran from the room. Marilyn chased her down the hall to the master bedroom. Sally tried to close the door before Marilyn got there, but failed. Marilyn pushed the door open and Sally looked for somewhere else to run, but she was cornered. Marilyn closed the bedroom door, noticed a key in the lock and turned it, pulling the key out and keeping it in her hand.

“Five for running and six for trying to lock yourself in the bedroom,” Marilyn said as she walked forward, forcing Sally to back up until her legs hit the bed and she fell backward on it. Something shiny near the top of the bed caught Marilyn’s eyes – a padded hand cuff! She grabbed Sally’s clothes out of her hands and threw them across the room.

“Get up on the bed, spread eagle on your back and close your eyes!” Marilyn shouted.

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales
- Spy Slave, Inc. -

They explored each others' bodies maybe ten minutes before they were both finally naked. When Rachel knelt down before him and pulled his boxers down revealing a cock just as thick and rippled as his body, she gasped in wonder. Her lips were on his manhood before his underwear hit the floor. She sucked and slurped on the mighty pole, trying but ultimately unable to deep throat his massive member. Her hands grasped his hard butt cheeks, pulling him into her mouth as deep as possible. He was so big around, she realized it was just not possible to get him into her throat. She resorted to licking, sucking and slurping him for several minutes before he finally pulled her up from her knees.

"My turn to taste you," he said huskily. His lust was just as strong as hers by now and he had to taste the sweet nectar of the woman he'd been priming for conquest for so many weeks. Rachel climbed up onto the bed and it was all Jack could do to keep from diving pell mell between her legs. He slowly climbed on the bed, approaching her like a prowling panther. His hands touched her smooth legs, tracing the outlines of her muscles before his lips followed the same path. He could see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips. She'd been wet for quite a while anticipating his tongue and cock assaulting her nether regions. He pushed her legs apart wide. Rachel's athletic conditioning allowed her to comply with his ministrations. Her flexibility gave her the ability to pull her legs up into a 'V' comfortably, pushing her tender, moist vagina up into the air. Jack's hand rested on her legs, helping her stay in the position more easily as his mouth descended on her sweet honeypot.

Rachel was so keyed up, she came moments after his tongue hit her vulva. Jack continued to press his tongue deep inside her, playing with her clit and covering his face with her juices. He face fucked her pussy through multiple orgasms - so many that Rachel lost count.

Jack marveled at Rachel's abdominal muscles flexing and pulsating with each orgasm. She was his physical match in the gym, her attention to her own body was beyond measure. He could've continued eating her out all night if it wasn't for the urgent pulsing between his own legs. He rose up from his position and walked his body up hers, kissing her abs and suckling her generous breasts until he finally got to her waiting face. They kissed again, Rachel greedily sucking and licking her own juices off his face. Jack pressed the length of his rod against Rachel's hot cunt and moved it up and down across her sensitive nub. Rachel came again before Jack finally maneuvered his thick stick into her hole.

The massive cock filled her up. Rachel was amazed that it even fit. It must have stretched her to the limit; nothing that big had ever been inside her. She could feel the thick veins along the side of his cock on her pussy lips. She cried out in pure ecstasy as he slowly pumped his thickness in and out of her. Her hands grasped his arms desperately as the feeling of his manhood ravaging her pussy overwhelmed her senses. She came over and over again before Jack stepped up the tempo keeping her on the hazy edge of orgasmic euphoria for several minutes.

Even Keith his conditioning, there wasn't much Jack could do to keep from coming inside the tightest pussy he could remember fucking. Rachel's constant stream of orgasms had her powerful abdomen and kegel muscles milking his cock of semen within a few minutes after he started pounding powerful into her. The feeling of her pussy on his cock was incredible. He briefly considered giving up the job he was on and forming a permanent partnership with this executive goddess. As he looked into her eyes, he could see she was at her most vulnerable right now. She was limp beneath him. Powerless to prevent what he was about to do.

"I'm glad you're in such good shape," Jack said with a smile.

"Why?" Rachel managed to gasp between breaths.

Jack pushed her limp right arm to the edge of the bed and slid her wrist into the cuff hidden there. Rachel barely comprehended what was happening, even after Jack put the cuff on her other wrist and lifted himself off of her. He pulled her left leg down and secured her ankle in another cuff near the foot of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Rachel gasped as she tried to keep him from securing her final ankle, but was too spent to put up much of a fight. Her heart began to race as she realized she was now naked and helpless at the whims of her lover.

"My employer needs a little information from you," jack said, shrugging his shoulders.

"But we-"

"I know," Jack interrupted. "This is probably the only time I've ever considered not going through with my assignment and just stay with my target forever, or as long as the good sex lasts."

Jack walked to a wardrobe and pulled it open. It was filled to the brim with BDSM gear. Rachel's eyes got wide.

"What do you want?" Rachel asked, fear tinting her voice.

"No, not yet. You're not quite ready to tell." Jack retrieved a small disk about the size of his palm with straps attached to it. "First, we need to soften you up. The nice thing is, you will actually enjoy the next few hours of pure sexual bliss until you simply can't stand it anymore."

"Please, Jack. Don't do this," Rachel watched his every move, her eyes pleading with him even more than her voice.

"Oh, thank you. That reminds me," Jack said as he reached back into the wardrobe and retrieved a ball gag with straps. He walked to Rachel's head. She turned away, but ultimately could not stop the massive muscular arms she'd been so passionate about earlier from turning her head and forcing the gag into her mouth.

"You probably won't thank me later, but you will at least enjoy this time to a certain degree," Jack positioned himself between her legs and placed the disk on her vagina, using the straps to wrap around her legs and hips to hold it firmly in place. He stood to survey his handiwork, reached down to check the straps and positioning and then smiled. He removed a remote control from his pocket and flicked a switch. The small device started buzzing slowly, causing Rachel to gasp in surprise. The speed of the vibrations began oscillating sending Rachel into moaning ecstasy.

"Be back in a while. Enjoy!" Jack said. Rachel glared at him between moans. Jack winked at her and left the room.

For the next hour, Rachel moaned and squirmed as the device pushed her to the edge of orgasm over and over, but never quite allowed her to come. It was possibly the most exquisite torture she'd ever imagined. She thought it was a bit naive of her kidnapper to think this would send her to confess anything. Even so, she had to admit her pussy was aching to come and she was on the verge of doing just about anything to have that sweet release. Her body was warm with the exertion of the constant pleasure. Her tits had a fine sheen of sweat on them. She'd never felt sexier. If she could just get a hand free, she could cum!

Jack returned to the room. He left the device running as he positioned himself over Rachel and licked the sweat from her body, sucking and nibbling on her heaving breasts . She was nearly in tears wanting to cum so bad. Jack continued this treatment for about ten minutes before he stood up and smiled at her.

"You are delicious!" He pulled the device from his pocket again and flicked the switch. The device sped up to a constant wild vibration. Rachel came almost instantly seeing fireworks behind her eyes. Her nipples hurt they were so hard. After her orgasm faded for a moment she smiled in relief at her release. Jack grinned.

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay
Three Can Play

A few minutes into this, the heavily inebriated Dillon decided he might as well go for broke and stood up. Recalling how Derek was hesitant to give his beautiful girlfriend oral pleasure, Dillon walked behind Madelyne's ass pointing up in the air. He looked at Derek who glanced at him and gave a nod of approval. That was all Dillon needed. He positioned himself behind the girl's gorgeous derrière, pushed the fabric aside and plunged his tongue deep into her wet pussy.

Madelyn moaned on Derek's cock as the older Dillon ate her out just like she'd always dreamed of. She paused to stroke Derek's shaft with her hand as she sucked his balls into her mouth.

"Oh, that feels so good," she moaned encouragement to Dillon between sucks on Derek's scrotum. Madelyn gyrated her hips as Dillon skillfully plied her vagina with his tongue and fingers. Even as good as Madelyn was at giving blow jobs, she was not able to bring Derek off before she had her own gut wrenching orgasm on Dillon's face. Derek was the happy recipient of a vigorous deep throating when Madelyn recovered from cumming on their friend's talented tongue. His cock erupted into her throat and she slurped down every last drop, massaging his balls to get everything she could from his semen factory.

Dillon stood up from his task, smiling. Derek looked at him and gave him a thumbs up. Madelyn smiled and turned around.

"Thanks, Dillon. That was wonderful."

"I think maybe Dillon should have a reward for his effort," Derek said. Madelyn looked at him in shock.

"You mean?" She whispered. Derek nodded his head.

"Fuck her silly, Dillon!" Derek shouted.

"Yeah, fuck me baby!" Madelyn said as sexily as she could. She pulled her shorts down, giving Dillon an unobstructed view of her lovely ass and pussy that he'd only imagined in his wildest dreams. The distinct tan line formed a perfect V pointing to her waiting hole.

Knowing this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, Dillon dropped his shorts and his rock hard cock popped out.

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 4: Voyeurific
- All Work, No Play -

Jacky walked by Dwayne who shut his eyes and shook his head. She stripped off her top and slipped out of her shorts, leaving her white thong on. She got up on the massage table and laid on her front. Dwayne turned around and took in Jacky’s tanned and toned body laying there. He mouthed the words “Martin, you’re a son of a bitch,” and then pulled the bottle of massage oil out of his pocket.

Martin manipulated the remote controls for the alarm system and shut it off without it alerting anyone in the house. He carefully opened the well-oiled back gate and shut it silently behind him. He walked to the edge of the picture window opening into the living room. He stood at exactly the right spot where he could look in, but the sun streaming in masked his presence. He kept the earpiece in so he could listen easily, but watched through the corner of the window at the action going on inside.

Dwayne applied the oil to Jacky’s legs and worked on her muscles there. Jacky moaned.

“That feels really good, Dwayne.”

“Awesome,” Dwayne said . “It should be helping you relax.”

“That’s not exactly what it’s doing,” Jacky purred. Dwayne nodded and put some oil on her back.

“Obviously, we need to work on the tension in your shoulders and neck then.”

Dwayne expertly worked on Jacky’s back, shoulders and neck for a few minutes. Jacky was clenching her fists every once in a while.

“Wow, you are really tense,” Dwayne said. Jacky turned on her side facing Dwayne, exposing her C cup breasts to his view.

“That’s because,” Jacky said as she jumped off the table and grabbed the waistband of Dwayne’s shorts. “I’m so horny I could bust.”

Jacky dragged a protesting Dwayne to the bedroom. Martin moved to the bedroom window where he had an unobstructed view of the entire room, just as he designed it to be. He looked down at his tablet and switched the audio to the bedroom microphones and then looked back in the window.

“Jacky, I don’t think Martin wants this,” Dwayne said.

“He gets me horny for five days in a row, staying out of town and then when he supposed to come home, promises me he’ll be home, he ditches me? Then he sends over his friend who he knows I have the hots for, and you think he doesn’t want this?”

“Well, when you put it that way,” Dwayne said.

Jacky grabbed his hand and thrust it between her legs to her soaked thong.

“That’s not piss Dwayne.”

“Holy shit.”

While Dwayne was distracted by her soaked panties, Jacky grabbed his shorts and underwear and pulled them down. Dwayne’s semi-hard cock popped out. Jacky grabbed his pulsing manhood and began stroking it.

“Oh shit,” Dwayne said as his rod hardened at her touch.

Martin stroked himself through his slacks as he watched the action.

Dwayne shook his head as his hand pressed against Jacky’s pussy through the fabric.

“Fuck it, I warned him,” he said as he slid his thick, dark fingers around the fabric and penetrated Jacky’s wet folds.

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OK - that's enough free previews for most anyone.  Remember, those are not the full stories above - they're just snippets. To get the full, hand jacking erotica for yourself, be sure to check out the entire Fourplay Collection!

Happy Holidays!
Mangus


View Mangus' books - search for Mangus Fitzpatrick on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords

The quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa (Amazon Only)

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa (Amazon Only)
Get Your Kink On Vol 1

Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations

Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales

Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
Naughty Shorts Vol 4: Voyeurific
Fourplay Collection Vol 1 (all four Naughty Shorts books in one)

Freely Kinky Volume 1
Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut (Amazon Only)

Fourplay Collection Is Back! Reduced Prices For It Too!

It was gone from Amazon for a short time, but now it's back at a greatly reduced price, to match the sale prices on the other eBook titles!

Now it is also available on Smashwords! It was exclusive to Amazon for a time, but now it's available on Amazon and, within a few weeks, it should be available at all the major eBook retailers.

OK, great - it's available, but how much is it? Folks, for 190 pages of 19 erotic short stories, you can get the entire first four Naughty Shorts eBooks in one place for only $1.99! Available now for Amazon Kindle and at Smashwords!

Want hard copy paperback in your hands? Check out the reduced price for the Fourplay Collection paperback at Amazon - only $8.99! That's $2 off the original price. Honestly, that's the best price I can offer a new copy for - that's a razor thin profit margin for me.

Buy Mangus' books - search for Mangus Fitzpatrick on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords

The quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa

Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations

Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales

Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
Naughty Shorts Vol 4: Voyeurific

Freely Kinky Volume 1
Get Your Kink On - Volume 1

Fourplay Collection paperback for a bargain!

I've set the list price for the paperback of the Fourplay Collection at $10.99 (that's a $4 markdown from last week). I decided that was reasonable and fair given the economic conditions and to make it more competitive with other works out there. You can find it for that price at the Createspace Store. However, I've done a little bargain shopping for you and found it marked down for less at the following locations:

Barnes & Noble: $9.56

Okay, that's the only place I actually found online that sells the paperback. I also realized that there aren't many places selling paperback versions of books besides Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Shocking, I know. Have you found it for sale anywhere else online? For that matter, have you found any of my other books for sale anywhere else online?

The nice thing is, I've also marked down the eBook version to $2.99 at least through the end of the year to coincide with the 99 cent sale of all my other eBooks. Here's a couple links to find it:

Amazon Kindle Only

Okay, that was another tricky note - it;'s only available on the Kindle right now. If you've got a Kindle, you're in great shape. If You've got a Prime Membership with Amazon, you're in even better luck as it's available exclusively through February for you to check out!

Check out my 99 cent sale blog post to find out about the all the other titles (including Naughty Shorts Volumes 1 thru 4) that are on sale. They're still a bargain through the end of the year at $0.99!


Happy bargain shopping!

Mangus

View Mangus' books - search for Mangus Fitzpatrick on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords

The quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa

Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations

Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales

Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
Naughty Shorts Vol 4: Voyeurific
Fourplay Collection Vol 1 (all four Naughty Shorts books in one)

Freely Kinky Volume 1

Brief Hiatus Over

My writing was delayed this last six weeks by a family illness that has since passed. I can finally get back to writing!

My first order of business was to reconnect to the Social Media realm. I've already started posting again on Twitter. I'm still trying to get the hang of posting adult content on Facebook. One the plus side, I've already gotten someone to "Like" The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa there, so that isn't half bad.

Sales of my various books have pushed the geographical boundaries well - selling in not just the US, but also in the UK and Europe.

I just reconnected one of my latest books to the Author profile on Amazon - not sure how it got disconnected, or maybe I just overlooked it the first time.

My latest excursion has been researching dungeons to get the proper playground designed and described in Book 3 - The Sexual Liberation of Melissa. The first chapter is titled Full Submission, so you have a general idea of where that book is going to go.

Thanks for sticking with me even through my quiet time.

Mangus

View Mangus' books - search for Mangus Fitzpatrick on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords

The quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library:
The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa
The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa
Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations
Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales
Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
Freely Kinky Volume 1

Write or Bust!

Interview looks like it was a bust. I'm incredibly thankful for Naughty Readers blog for having me for the interview - I think they do a great job with the whole format and approach. Did not get much in the way of comments the first week, and therefore no one attained a free eBook of The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa. I'm kind of amazed by that. Not a single comment. But then, it is always possible the type of book The Lord Z Chronicles are doesn't exactly match up with the blog readership. Erotica is a funny thing - you know what turns you on and what doesn't. Simply wasn't quite their cup of tea. I guess. I mean, I don't even know - there were exactly zero comments. I don't know what anybody thought about it. Even a "this sucks" comment would've been something.

On the other hand, I have received some great comments from others and compliments on how hot they thought the stories were. Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations has been the most popular title by far. Nothing in the way of a review or comment on a blog, but direct comments to me through Twitter. It is for those who enjoy the stories that I continue to write. There are a few who like it, maybe even many and for those shy but avid readers, I promise to continue to create.

I have been hard at work with the next publication - the first book in the Get Your Kink On short story collection. It's been slow going. Struggling a bit with some writer's block. Still plugging away, but it is like writing through mud. Never give up and eventually you'll break through, at least that's my philosophy.

Keep the faith and read more erotica!
Mangus


Search for Mangus Fitzpatrick on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords for the quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa
The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa
Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations
Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales
Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
Freely Kinky Volume 1

Erotica on the Horizon

As you may have noticed, my recent catalog of books has fairly exploded in the last month or so. WIth the paperback and eBook versions of The Lord Z Chronicles on Amazon, two Naughty Shorts paperback and eBooks books (on Amazon and Smashwords), plus the free short story collection in Fairly Kinky, the we sites are starting to explode with Mangus Fitzpatrick titles.

I though this would be a god opportunity to tell you about the planned titles coming soon from my sexual fantasy focused mind:

* A third Naughty shorts book will be coming this weekend focsuing on threesomes. This will be all new stories - no reprints of existing shorts of book excerpts.

* The mega-collection of ten short stories will be captured in the Get Your Kink On book series. This covers short stories of different shapes and sizes. There is no central theme to the book, but I'm anticipating it will be over 20,000 words of intense, kinky erotica. It should be coming out the first weekend of August. You will probably get a story or two previewed here on this blog - so stay tuned!

* Book Three of the Lord Z Chronicles (The Sexual Liberation of Melissa) will be coming out in the fall. I don't have a definite date, but I'm hoping to get it completed by the end of October. As with all things, it may be faster or a little slower, but there are so many things on the plate right now that it's hard to predict. This will be the final book in the story arc ofr Melissa, but it may not be the final book for Lord Z. I have some ideas about stories for the future with him and they may or may not include his current sub, Melissa.

Anyway, I gotta fly - there's a man and two women about to get busy and they're waiting for me to tell them what they're doing!
Mangus

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Sex Spy Inc.

Domination and control weren't just turn for Jack, they were also the recommended modus operandi for interrogating the most beautiful targets he intercepted. It was a tricky business finding the appropriate opportunities for his line of work, industrial espionage, but the rewards were worth the trouble. The rewards were both monetary and physical. He was lucky to have this job. He couldn't think of anything he was better suited for.

As he finished up his daily gym routine, giving his abs a workout to keep them tight and defined, he thoughts wandered to his upcoming meeting with Rachel Barnes. Rachel was a striking brunette with a slight red tinge to her hair. He intended to find out today if the color was natural and spread to all her body hair. Her body was smooth and well-muscled. Rachel worked out daily as well, a routine that helped keep her at the top of the game in the tough, competitive executive world she worked in. A woman like her attaining an operations director position in a major airline contractor was a singular accomplishment. She held her own among the old boys club and hd earned their respect. But her company was deep in development of an advanced air wing and his employers wanted more than just a public press release. He intended to get the inside info but all in good time. First he had to put Rachel under his control and that meant being the best thing she'd ever had in the bedroom and submitting control of her life to Jack. This was his bread and butter. He'd done it a dozen times before. There was no one better.

Jack met Rachel at a coffee shop. This was not their first meeting, but it had been weeks in the build-up to what was sure to be a sexual rendezvous. The dates had been getting more intimate, but Jack had been playing coy, building anticipation and desire. Rachel had nearly ripped his clothes off at their last get-together. He knew she was ready to do anything he wanted to get into his pants.

"Hey beautiful," Jack said as he walked up to the table. Rachel smiled as she glimpsed her beau in a tight t-shirt and slacks showed off his ripped body. Rachel was attired in similar wear, with a tight t-shirt barely contains her D-cup breasts. Her turquoise shorts looked like they were painted on. When she stood up to give Jack a hug, he checked her out quickly, impressed by what he saw. He could just imagine her tight abdomen contracting with an orgasm as he brought her dreams to life.

"Where to today, handsome?" Rachel smiled as she watched him checking her out. "I assume your going to keep me waiting again before I get to ravage you."

Jack laughed and put his hand behind her head, pulling her into a deep warm kiss that lingered long enough to make Rachel's nipples harden with anticipation. She felt a vicarious thrill responding to him like this in public. Jack took her hand and pulled her out of the shop.

"We're going to a bungalow on a private beach. I think that will be sufficiently private for us to get more intimately acquainted," Jack led Rachel outside to a waiting taxi. Holding the door open for her (always the gentleman), Jack offered a hand to help her in. The smallest gestures, kind words, and subtle innuendoes were all designed to carefully lay the trap for his unknowing victim.

On the way to the bungalow, Rachel ran her fingers all over Jack's toned, muscular body. She marveled at his supreme physical conditioning and longed to have him poised over her, thrusting his manhood into her. It had been a long time since she had a man worthy of being in her bed. His intelligence, charm, and very hot body was pushing all e right buttons in her extremely horny brain. They kissed passionately in the back seat as the taxi smoothly drove them to their destination.

Jack was careful to only brush her sensitive areas lightly, never pressing hard or urgently. He knew how to stoke her fire. He enjoyed the taste of her skin, the firmness of her butt and softness of her tongue. Every sense of his was tuned to giving her a little bit of pleasure, but not too much. He wanted her so wet she dripped on the way into the building.

When they finally arrived, jack got out first and offered his hand to Rachel. She took it and climbed out as Jack swiftly used his other hand to hand a large bill to the driver,

"Keep the change," Jack said, not wanting to break the momentum of Rachel's lust to get change and figure a tip.

"Thank you, sir!" The cabbie responded and drove off, wisely surveying the situation.

Jack led Rachel to the front door, quickly unlocked it and entered. Rachel followed, a spring tightly wound waiting to explode on Jack. As the front door closed, Rachel was on him. She wound her arms around his neck and plunged her tongue deep into his mouth. Jack returned the passion, having been just as wound up by the long courtship. She hopped up and wrapped her legs around him. He easily carried her lithe frame with him into the bedroom, his hands squeezing her ass cheeks in his massive hands.

Jack dropped onto the bed with Rachel dangling underneath him. She let go of him and dropped to the bed, reaching to his waist to help him remove his shirt. She peeled the shirt up and her mouth watered as she saw the chiseled abs and firm pecs of her lover, tanned and smooth like a modern day Adonis. She ran her hands over his incredible body, feeling the bulk of his sinewy muscles rippling as he moved to finish removing his shirt. She propped herself up on her arms and kissed his chest.

Jack allowed her worship to continue as he worked on removing her clothes as well. He grinned in appreciation at he tanned and toned body as well. They'd both been spending many hours in the gym! He smoothly caressed her body, living in the moment and worshipping her as she did him.

They explored each others bodies maybe ten minutes before they were both finally naked. When Rachel knelt down before him and pulled his boxers down revealing a cock just as thick and rippled as his body, she gasped in wonder. Her lips were on his manhood before his underwear hit the floor. She sucked and slurped on the mighty pole, trying but ultimately unable to deep throat his massive member. Her hands grasped his hard butt cheeks, pulling him into her mouth as deep as possible. He was so big around, she realized it was just not possible to get him into her throat. She resorted to licking, sucking and slurping him for several minutes before he finally pulled her up from her knees.

"My turn to taste you," he said huskily. His lust was just as strong as hers by now and he had to taste the sweet nectar of the woman he'd been priming for conquest for so many weeks. Rachel climbed up onto the bed and it was all Jack could do to keep from diving pell mell between her legs. He slowly climbed on the bed, approaching her like a prowling panther. His hands touched her smooth legs, tracing the outlines of her muscles before his lips followed the same path. He could see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips. She'd been wet for quite a while anticipating his tongue and cock assaulting her nether regions. He pushed her legs apart wide. Rachel's athletic conditioning allowed her to comply with his ministrations. Her flexibility gave her the ability to pull her legs up into a 'V' comfortably, pushing her tender, moist vagina up into the air. Jack's hand rested on her legs, helping her stay in the position more easily as his mouth descended on her sweet honeypot.

Rachel was so keyed up, she came moments after his tongue hit her vulva. Jack continued to press his tongue deep inside her, playing with her clit and covering his face wi her juices. He face fucked her pussy through multiple orgasms - so many that Rachel lost count.

Jack marveled at Rachel's abdominal muscles flexing and pulsating with each orgasm. She was his physical match in the gym, her attention to her own body was beyond measure. He could've continued eating her out all night if it wasn't for the urgent pulsing between his own legs. He rose up from his position and walked his body up hers, kissing her abs and suckling her generous breasts until he finally got to her waiting face. They kissed again, Rachel greedily sucking and licking her own juices off his face. Jack pressed the length of his rod against Rachel's hot cunt and moved it up and down across her sensitive nub. Rachel came again before Jack finally maneuvered his thick stick into her hole.

The massive cock filled her up. Rachel was amazed that it even fit. It must have stretched her to the limit; nothing that big had ever been inside her. She could feel the thick veins along the side of his cock on her pussy lips. She cried out in pure ecstasy as he slowly pumped his thickness in and out of her. Her hands grasped his arms desperately as the feeling of his manhood ravaging her pussy overwhelmed her senses.  She came over and over again before Jack stepped up the tempo keeping her on the hazy edge of orgasmic euphoria for several minutes.

Even Keith his conditioning, there wasn't much Jack could do to keep from coming inside the tightest pussy he could remember fucking. Rachel's constant stream of orgasms had her powerful abdomen and kegel muscles milking his cock of semen within a few minutes after he started pounding powerful into her. The feeling of her pussy on his cock was incredible. He briefly considered giving up the job he was on and forming a permanent partnership with this executive goddess. As he looked into her eyes, he could see she was at her most vulnerable right now. She was limp beneath him. Powerless to prevent what he was about to do.

"I'm glad you're in such good shape," Jack said with a smile.

"Why?" Rachel managed to gasp between breaths.

Jack pushed her limp right arm to the edge of the bed and slid her wrist into the cuff hidden there. Rachel barely comprehended what was happening, even after Jack put the cuff on her other wrist and lifted himself off of her. He pulled her left leg down and secured her ankle in another cuff near the foot of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Rachel gasped as she tried to keep him from securing her final ankle, but was too spent to put up much of a fight. Her heart began to race as she realized she was now naked and helpless at the whims of her lover.

"My employer needs a little information from you," jack said, shrugging his shoulders.

"But we-"

"I know," Jack interrupted. "This is probably the only time I've ever considered not going through with my assignment and just stay with my target forever, or as long as the good sex lasts."

Jack walked to a wardrobe and pulled it open. It was filled to the brim with BDSM gear. Rachel's eyes got wide.

"What do you want?" Rachel asked, fear tinting her voice.

"No, not yet. You're not quite ready to tell." Jack retrieved a small disk about the size of his palm with straps attached to it. "First, we need to soften you up. The nice thing is, you will actually enjoy the next few hours of pure sexual bliss until you simply can't stand it anymore."

"Please, Jack. Don't do this," Rachel watched his every move, her eyes pleading with him even more than her voice.

"Oh, thank you. That reminds me," Jack said as he reached back into the wardrobe and retrieved a ball gag with straps. He walked to Rachel's head. She turned away, but ultimately could not stop the massive muscular arms she'd been so passionate about earlier from turning her head and forcing the gag into her mouth.

"You probably won't thank me later, but you will at least enjoy this time to a certain degree," Jack positioned himself between her legs and placed the disk on her vagina, using the straps to wrap around her legs and hips to hold it firmly in place. He stood to survey his handiwork, reached down to check the straps and positioning and then smiled. He removed a remote control from his pocket and flicked a switch. The small device started buzzing slowly, causing Rachel to gasp in surprise. The speed of the vibrations began oscillating sending Rachel into moaning ecstasy.

"Be back in a while. Enjoy!" Jack said. Rachel glared at him between moans. Jack winked at her and left the room.

For the next hour, Rachel moaned and squirmed as the device pushed her to the edge of orgasm over and over, but never quite allowed her to come. It was possibly the most exquisite torture she'd ever imagined. She thought it was a bit naive of her kidnapper to think this would send her to confess anything. Even so, she had to admit her pussy was aching to come and she was on the verge of doing just about anything to have that sweet release. Her body was warm with the exertion of the constant pleasure. Her tits had a fine sheen of sweat on them. She'd never felt sexier. If she could just get a hand free, she could cum!

Jack returned to the room. He left the device running as he positioned himself over Rachel and licked the sweat from her body, sucking and nibbling on her heaving breasts . She was nearly in tears wanting to cum so bad. Jack continued this treatment for about ten minutes before he stood up and smiled at her.

"You are delicious!" He pulled the device from his pocket again and flicked the switch. The device sped up to a constant wild vibration. Rachel came almost instant seeing fireworks behind her eyes. Her nipples hurt they were so hard. After her orgasm faded for a moment she smiled in relief at her release. Jack grinned.

"See you in a while," Jack said and left the room. The device was still buzzing in high gear on Rachel's engorged clit. She screamed into the gag as she realized she was now going to come over and over again until Jack returned to shut off the device. The next orgasm reared its head and, despite herself, Rachel thrilled to the feel of her body reacting to the stimulation. Her abdomen tightened with the oncoming rush of blood to her skin. She flushed as she felt her inner walls contracting with the pleasurable completion of the sexual roller coaster. She felt moisture dripping from her overly sensitized vagina, a buildup of fluids from the teasing of the last hour.

The next three orgasms came within minutes of each other. Rachel began to feel a dull ache in her limbs and abs as the exertion of cumming again and again began to take its toll. While she thoroughly enjoyed the orgasms, she was dreading the next ones as she was starting to feel spent and a little dehydrated. It was the most intense workout she'd ever put her body through and it wasn't over.

Ten more minutes passed and Rachel was beginning to hate the little disk nestled between her legs. She tried squeezing her legs together to lift the thing partially off her tortured clit. Her struggles were to no avail and she found herself floating in a haze of ecstasy, wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure flooding her body. She experienced a near out of body experience as the endorphins hammered her cerebrum.

Somewhere in this haze, the device stopped buzzing. Her body kept the sensations going as if the device were still running at high speed. Jack stood watching Rachel's body causing itself to cum again and again from the ghost sensations still echoing through the nerve endings of her pussy. When her body's twitchings had finally subsided, he walked up to the head of the bed, removed the gag and held a straw to Rachel's lips. She drank the water hungrily, never thinking about the contents as the cool liquid flowed down her throat, quenching her insatiable thirst.

Jack queried Rachel about the advanced designs of the secret project at her corporation and she willingly gave the answers. When jack finished his queries, he smiled at her.

"There now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Jack said.

"Quite the opposite," Rachel said. "It was quite easy. I think we're done, boys."

"What?" Jack asked. The front door opened and he heard several feet hitting the floor of the entryway. "Aw shit."

Three men in suits appeared at the bedroom door. With guns drawn, Jack knew he had no choice but but go with no fight. One of the men released Rachel as the other two covered Jack, putting him in handcuffs.

"Feds?" Jack asked.

"Not exactly," Rachel replied. "We've been trying to find the leak in our company and who is behind it."

"I'm not talking," Jack said.

 "Oh yes you will and we'll use your own techniques to do it. Ready for a night of real fun?" Rachel smiled and leaned against the bedroom wall as the men escorted Jack from the building.

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Just looking to see if that is a viable alternative to the publication at Smashwords, at least for a short exclusive period. There is a revenue stream possibility as well as an opportunity for more exposure for the eBook to a wider adult audience. Which is a lot of nuts and bolts jibber jabber to say I'm trying to make a little more coin on the book!

Coming next week, the print version will also be available on Amazon. Just think - you could hold all 99 pages in your grubby little paws while, well, doing something else with one of those paws.

Exciting stuff!

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Lord Z Book 2 - Second Excerpt

From the upcoming eBook - The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa:

“Your slave appears to be enjoying herself,” the man says as he walks up to you and presses his fingers into your pussy. You gasp at the suddenness of the action. He removes his fingers from inside you and rubs the moisture between his fingers. He holds out his hand and the woman greedily sucks your juices from his fingers.

“She’s still in training,” I respond calmly at the display. I bend down between your legs and you feel my fingers on your inner thigh. “Prepare yourself, slave. This is the first clip.” I place the clip on the skin I have pulled up between my fingers and the stinging pain causes you to shut your eyes and scream into the gag. The next clips go on quickly and it is in such a rush, you have no time to think. There’s just a series of sharp pains poking through the dull haze of endorphins and line of heated agony running up the inside of your thighs. You whimper as the pain sets in on you like a straight jacket, no escape from the confinement of this world of exquisite pain/pleasure.

Hope you enjoyed this little sneak preview. For those wondering, the book is coming along fine. No fictional characters were permanently harmed in the writing of this excerpt.


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Work Slave

For Jeannie Holstedt, the world was her oyster. With her knockout body, sparkling smile and way with words, she could manipulate men to her whims and had everything she could ever want. However, she was a bit of a kleptomaniac. With all her power over the male of the species, she couldn't resist running a little scam in the innards of the corporation's computer system to elicit a few ill-gotten gains. Unfortunately, she was about to find that mischief has consequences.

Jeannie's tenure of the company was not without its ups and downs. She had caught the eye of Mister Budges, the CFO, and he was certain she could not be trusted. As it was, he knew she would make mistakes, but he was delighted to find she had committed a felony when she cracked into the company's computer system. Little did Jeannie know that Mister Budges was onto her. She also didn't know she had
cracked a honeypot he had setup just for her. She transferred a few thousand out to her bank account and was just about to leave the office when Mister Budges called.

Jeannie looked around quickly at the office. It was essentially deserted at six o'clock. No one wanted to stay late unless they absolutely had to. She picked up the phone.

"Hello?" she said.

"Ah, Miss Holstedt. I'm glad I caught you. Could you come up to my office, I have a favor to ask," Mister Budges said as pleasantly as possible. His voice almost dripped with honey.

"OK. I'll be up there in a moment," Jeannie said as she placed the receiver gently on the phone. She looked at her computer. She was certain her trace file had been erased. There shouldn't be a thing to worry about. She shook her head.

"Just a coincidence. Old Mister Budges is clueless," she said as she headed out of the office. Just the same, her heart pounded on the way up on the elevator. When she reached the top floor, she stepped out and there wasn't a sole there except for Mister Budges whose door was cracked open allowing light to shine through it.

Jeannie stepped up to the door and knocked firmly on it.

"Mister Budges?" she asked.

"Come in, my dear! So glad you could help me out," Mister Budges replied. Jeannie heard him get out of his chair as she pushed the door open. He waved his hand for her to come in and she walked up to his desk as he gently shut the door behind her and returned to his desk.

"Please, sit down. This won't take but a few moments of your time," Mister Budges said as he smiled warmly at her. Jeannie smiled back and sat down in the chair opposite him, consciously tugging her short skirt down as she sat to prevent showing the old man too much. She didn't want him to have a heart attack.

"Before we begin, I'd just like to say I have admired your work and your professional dress around the office. That skirt is delightful. The blouse is a little tight, but I suppose that suits you. I really like the way your blonde curls flow down over your shoulders onto your breasts," Mister Budge said this like it was the utmost of compliments. Jeannie's jaw dropped. This guy was old enough to be her dad, and he was hitting on her. She looked at him and noticed that while a bit flabby around the middle, his arms were more muscular than she remembered. She raised her eyebrows and looked him in the eye.

"Now Mister Budges, I don't think that kind of talk is appropriate," Jeannie said in as stern a voice as she could muster. She was flustered by the experience and wasn't sure how to handle this unexpected turn of events.

"Ahh, inappropriate! I understand completely. My apologies," Mister Budge said. "Seven thousand, three hundred fifty three dollars and twenty-nine cents. Also inappropriate?"

Jeannie went white. That was the exact dollar figure she had just transferred from the computer into her offshore bank account.

"I know your type, Miss Holstedt, thinking they have the world wrapped around their finger. Well, a felony on your record will not only end your job here, but make it damn difficult to get a job somewhere else," Mister Budges got up from the desk and walked to the large plate glass window overlooking the city. "No way to really charm your way out of a federal prison is there?"

Jeannie thought fast. He might have seen the transaction, but that didn't mean he could prove she did it.

"I imagine what's going through your head right now is 'Can he prove it?' Am I right, Miss Holstedt?"

"Uh, maybe?" Jeannie was getting a little freaked out by Mister Budges mind reading abilities.

"Video surveillance, tracking cookies, a web spider keyed to your offshore account, and a dozen other little tools to track your nefarious deeds will put you away for a long time. Did I mention I was a computer security guru in my previous position, Miss Holstedt? I believe ten to twenty years is the maximum for your crime. Do you want to go to jail or can we come to some kind of agreement, Miss Holstedt?"

He knew more about her crime than she did. She smiled faintly at him.

"Please, call me Jeannie," she tried not to squeak but failed. Mister Budges laughed a deep, warm hearty laugh.

"You're going to be my personal assistant. That's what it will say on your resume. Helping with budgeting and large financial transactions in the market, looking out for the company's interests. You'll be an asset to the firm."

"Am I getting promoted?" Jeannie looked confused.

"Not exactly," Mister Budges said as he walked closer to her. She could smell his cologne wafting through the air, a light, musky sent. "What you will actually be doing for the next year will not be on your resume," Mister Budges touched Jeannie's soft blonde locks and ran his fingers gently through it. "For all intents and purposes, you will be my slave, doing everything I ask of you without complaint and without resistance."

Jeannie swallowed hard. A year as his personal slave versus twenty in prison. With a killer resume at the end with no criminal record. She had to admit the offer was pretty good.

"What do I have to do?" Jeannie's voice quivered a little.

"Do we have an agreement, Jeannie? The offer only stands tonight until I walk out that door," Mister Budges was still as congenial as possible under the circumstances. Jeannie sighed as she realized she had gotten herself into a pickle.

"We have an agreement," Jeannie said.

"Very well, we will start immediately to test your resolve. I'm still not convinced you will be amenable to the arrangements," Mister Budges walked behind his desk and sat down.

"Please, Mister Budges," Jeannie said as she got out of the chair and leaned on the desk looking at him in desperation. "Just give me a chance. I don't want to go to prison."

"You will call me Master, slave. Is that understood?" Mister Budges tone got serious. Jeannie's breath caught in her throat as she saw the change come over him. This wasn't Mister Budges first experience. He wasn't going to be someone she could manipulate out of this.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie said.

"Remove all your clothing, slave," Mister Budges said as if ordering a cup of coffee. Jeannie hesitated.

"Is there a problem, slave?"

Jeannie took a deep breath and shook her head.

"You will speak to me when I ask a question, slave," Mister Budges firm voice shook her to the core.

"There is no problem, Master," Jeannie said as she began to unbutton her shirt. Mister Budges watched her casually as she opened her blue satin blouse to reveal her 32DD black lace bra. He moistened his lips as he looked at her smooth, tanned stomach, He imagined she must work out to keep everything so well toned. Jeannie reached behind her and pursed her lips as she unfastened the clasp and her generous breasts pushed the black lace fabric forward, spilling the bra down her arms. She caught it and placed it on the chair next to  the blouse. Despite herself, her nipples hardened from the cool air and the excitement of the situation. Was her pussy getting wet?

"Continue," Mister Budges said.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie bowed her head as she reached down to remove the skirt. She unfastened the belt, lowered the zipper down the side, and stepped out of the skirt. Her legs were tanned and offset the black garters holding up her pantyhose. As she reached to undo the garters, Mister Budges frowned.

"Leave the garters and pantyhose on for now. Just remove the panties," he said as he gently rubbed on his cock through his slacks.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie said as she hooked her fingers through her panties and slid them down her legs, maneuvering them around the garters. She stepped out of them and then removed her high heels, setting them next to the chair. She looked up at him and the enormity of what she had just done hit her. She was standing in front of the company CFO naked. There was a certain thrill of the taboo and inappropriateness of the situation. She looked nervously at the door.

"Slave, when you are under my control, you are safe. No harm will befall you. I have taken care to see we will not be disturbed,"Mister Budges said as he loosened his tie.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie replied, bowing her head once more as she faced him.

"You have done well with your first task, but the night is young," Mister Budges said as he stood up. "Come over here and release my cock from these slacks."

Jeannie licked her lips nervously but did as she was told. She went over and stood in front of Mister Budges, noting that without her heels on, he towered above her. She noted his arms and legs were amazingly muscular compared to the paunch he carried around his middle. She grasped his belt and undid it.

"On your knees, slave," Mister Budges said gently. This was the moment of true submission. Once she crossed this line, there would be no going back. Not that the alternative held much promise. She got down on her knees. With trembling fingers she undid the clasp and slowly pulled his zipper down. She carefully lowered his slacks, marveling at his thick muscular legs. She fancied he might have been a wrestler at some point and time and she smiled just for a moment at the thought of him in the ring. Her hands traveled up his hairy legs to grasp at the waistband of his boxers. As she lowered the fabric, she was shocked to find a  larger and thicker cock than she had imagined, not that she had thought about Mister Budges penis before today. It was marvelous, a masterpiece of manhood.

"Master, may I suck on it?" Jeannie said without thinking. She was so mesmerized by the thick rod that the words came naturally to her.

"Yes, slave. You may," Mister Budges grunted as Jeannie immediately took the silky, thick head into her mouth. She used all her oral skills to lick and suck his rod to a rigid pole. She licked and slurped, sucked and caressed, and pumped it for all she was worth. It took nearly fifteen minutes of constant attention before she was rewarding with a thick stream of semen in her mouth, on her chest and on the floor.

"Thank you, slave," Mister Budges said as he stepped back and pulled his boxers back on.

"You are welcome, Master," Jeannie said and smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Slave," Mister Budges said as he pulled on his slacks.

"Yes, Master?"

"You spilled. Lick it off the floor and clean it off your chest. I want your body and the floor spotless," Mister Budges said as he sat down in the chair to watch.

Jeannie paused for a moment. This was the most degrading thing she'd ever been asked to do. She used her fingers to clean off the semen on her chest and licked them clean. She inspected herself before turning her attention to the floor. One thing for sure, she wouldn't let any spill in the future. She licked up the few droplets that made it to the carpet, tasting the fibers and a little bit of dirt. Luckily, this was a pretty well maintained floor, so it was almost immaculately clean. Jeannie finished cleaning the floor and sat up, pulling a stray carpet fiber from her lip.

"Very good, slave," Mister Budges said. "This looks to be a beautiful start to the next year."

Jeannie smiled as she thought about it. To be completely under someone else's control was a little bit more exciting than she first imagined. It would be an interesting year indeed.


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