Sinful Saturday ~ The First One

Note: Please forgive this late post. There was a mixup.

Well, I’m not certain I can actually recall my first sexy ‘sinning’ time. Maybe it was about the age of fourteen when I naively got into a horse watering tank with a boy, my age, who was spending the summer with his grandparents. It was summer and dreadfully hot and I didn’t live in a neighborhood that had any built-in swimming pools. Actually, it was better, in that we all had about two acres, and a lot of us had horses or ponies.
The sin, his, since I had no clue what he was really about... think wet tank top. Yes, this was in the days before wet t-shirt contests. So, he got a real eyeful of my developing bosoms.
Okay, darn tame, but that was the era I grew up in.

By the first one, I actually meant my very first time to post on RWBB. As some of you may know, I have a passion for penning Flash Fiction. A lot of them are my ‘sinning’ fantasies revealed.
Since I write ‘fantasy/futuristic and paranormal’ erotic romance, this 300 word flash takes place in some galaxy living somewhere in the realms of my imagination. Or, maybe it’s real and I’m simply remote viewing... ?

Pet Slave

Utterly naked, I stand outside the cave-like tavern on the asteroid world of Cydez. I am bound like the other six women, who are also pet slaves. My wrists are comfortably behind my back, cuffed by wide soft leather. My nipples protrude, swollen buds captured by thin tight platinum rings. My breasts are also held captive by the fine shimmer of chain attached to the rings. The chain is taut, hooked to the railing above my head. It pulls my nipples into an ache that is sheer erotic pleasure. Wet with need, I await my master. He has business inside.

Women are not allowed inside this tavern. I feel Drok’s constant watch over me. For, I am positioned to his ready eye. There is little to do but swim in the bountiful raw sensations cascading over my flesh, to bask in the tiny motes of ecstasy that claim my mound and my nether lips. Still, I notice the races of the other women around me, as I can see them in my periphery vision. Most of them live inside the same carnal rapture. Drok strides toward me, his business finished. I don’t look upon the standing thickness of his cock.

It is his eyes that will tell me. They gleam magnificently through the oily light of dusk on this small outer-rim world. Shades of purple and azure blue cut through the dimness and I know. His large rough hands take possession of my flanks. He handles me in that way that makes me desperately want to surrender. At the same time, I want to defy him for what he arrogantly thinks belongs only to him. With his thumbs he spreads the flesh of my inner thighs enough for his ridged enormous cock to probe my folds. He strikes upwards powerfully.
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HAPPY SINNING and ST. PATRICK’S DAY!

Savanna

Savanna Kougar

~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Author of ~

All Shades of Blue Paradise
Red Lioness Tamed
When a Good Angel Falls ~ In Print
Tangerine Carnal Dreams
Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ In Print
Black Cat Beauty liquidsilverbooks.com/books/blackcatbeauty.htm
Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ In Print ~
Branded by the Texans ~ Coming in August 2010 from Siren-BookStrand
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