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                           SOMETHING A LITTLE SPICY

                   An erotic story of Bondage and Disicpline

                             Written by Robert 42


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                           SOMETHING A LITTLE SPICY
                                   CHAPTER 1

        If Bridgette Peters had anything in the world to be thankful for,
    it would most certainly have to be her almost stunning good looks.
    Somewhere between the awkwardness of adolescence, and the advent of
    full womanhood, Bridgette became the kind of girl that men were afraid
    to approach.

        By the time she was 16, Bridgette had learned how to accent the
    growing curves of her body in such a way as to be able to get what she
    wanted from men. I'll not bore you with stereotyped details of the
    homecoming queen, but at 5'8" 127 lbs, her body became the envy of many
    women.. and a temple of worship for countless number of men. Her dark
    brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and flowed neatly down her back.

        Yes, Bridgette could definitely have had any man she chose. By the
    time she was 18 and a freshman at Arizona St., she had chosen not to
    choose. She rather liked all the attention she could get with a pair of
    tight jeans, and an alluring smile. Suffice it to say that Bridgette
    never found herself lacking in male companionship.

        Now at 34, Bridgette didn't feel all that thankful. Her current
    flame, James Gannon had let her know in no uncertain terms that he was
    tired of the way she flirted with any man who looked at her. Well,
    Bridgette knew she was an incurable flirt. But it wasn't as if she were
    running off and falling into bed with these guys. That's what she said
    to James when he voiced his disapproval.

        She had only been home from work for about 5 minutes when the phone
    rang. She picked it up and whispered a very sexy hello into the
    mouthpiece. It was James on the other end.
    "Bridgette" He started, he wanted to say more but she cut him off.
    "Hi, baby! How was your day?" she asked cheerfully
    "Fine, listen. We have to talk" Bridgette couldn't interpret the tone
    of his voice, she became unsure of herself.
    "What about?' She asked, slowly. He got right to the point
    "I think we should stop seeing each other."

        It took her a few moments to register what he had just said.
    "What? Are you serious?" She wanted to know.
    "Yes I am. I can't handle this anymore." It was the same old thing.
    They fought about it 2 days earlier, but Bridgette mollified him with a
    promise not to flirt anymore. And sealed the deal with an evening of
    rolling around naked in her waterbed.

        "Come on. I thought we had this worked out." She started to remind
    him that she could have any man she wanted. She thought better of it.
    "No, I really think it's best to call it quits." Bridgette sat heavily
    on the bed. The reality now fully upon her.
    "I'm sorry you feel that way, Jim" She whispered into the phone
    "So I am." He said. "Well, there are a few things of yours over here.
    When would be best for me to bring them over?"
    "I'll come get em tonight if that's ok" There was a brief pause on the
    other end of the connection
    "Yeah ok. I'll be home. He said before hanging up. Leaving Bridgette
    holding a dead line.

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        It was on the 30 minute ride to James' apartment that she realised
    that this was the first time a man had ever told her to get lost. But
    it was his differences from other men that had attracted her to him in
    the first place. He never saw her as just a warm place to keep his
    cock. In fact, she treated him more of a sex object than he did her.

        By the time she arrived, Bridgette made her mind up that this
    relationship was not going to end. She got out of her car and walked
    toward the building, her ample bottom swayed softly under her tight
    jeans as she reached the door and rang the doorbell.

        It was a few seconds before James opened the door. James was not a
    big man. He only stood an inch taller than Bridgette at 5'9". His 150
    lb frame was pretty well toned. Blue eyes and dirty blonde hair.
    Bridgette reached out for him but he smoothly moved out of her grasp
    and walked into the apartment.

        She stood inside the door and saw that he had already gathered her
    things and had them in a box ready to go. The finality of the gesture
    was not lost on her as she walked into the living room.
    "Jim.. Can't we talk about this? I mean you don't really want to break
    you with me?" She stuck a sexy pose intended to turn him on. But he
    remained unmoved.
    "There's nothing more to talk about. I'm just tired of it."
    "You have someone else?" she asked. That HAD to be it
    He shook his head in negation
    "Look, just take your things and go, please"
    "NO!.. At least let's talk about this!" She began to pout.
    "I don't want to talk.. Now GET OUT!" He said his anger rising with
    each passing second.

        Bridgette stood in silence for a moment, then walked to the where
    James had laid the box then suddenly turn and threw her arms around
    him.
    "I promised I wouldn't do it anymore. What do you want from me?" He
    extracted her hands from around his shoulders.
    "I don't want anything from you. I just want you to leave."
    Tears began to well up in her beautiful eyes. she looked at him
    imploringly until he couldn't take it any longer and turned around and
    walked to the sofa, sitting and picking up the remote control for the
    television. This kind of emotional scene was the one thing he wanted to
    avoid. Somehow he doubted that he could be strong enough to shed
    himself of her if things became like this.

        Bridgette followed him to the sofa and stood in front of him,
    preventing him from seeing the TV screen.
    "There must be some other solution. You can't just say get out and
    that's it"
    "No, that's exactly what i'm saying"  He looked up and met her gaze.
    Nearly melting as he watched her beautiful face.
    "When I was a little girl.." She started.. He shook his head.
    "Bridgette, don't do this"
    ".. When I was bad, My daddy used to take me into his room.." She
    continued as if not interrupted. But closed her eyes in embarrassment
of
    what she was about to reveal..
    ".. And.. he would pull my pants down.... and spank me.."

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        James tried to stand up but Bridgette blocked his way
    ".. And afterward, everything was ok again.." She was softly crying as
    she reached for his hands.. and brought them to her hips.
    ".. If he were here today.. That's what he would do.." He felt the
    warmth of her body through the thick material of the denim she wore.
    "Bridgette, you're not a little girl anymore" He said in a soft voice.
    "I know.... But if I were bad...." Her voice trailed off, leaving the
    next line unsaid.

        James was aware as always of her alluring gaze, however her stance
    was not that of the seductive woman he was used to. Now he was seeing
    her like he had never seen her. She seemed vulnerable. Her hands were
    over his against her hips, slightly trembling. He freaked out at the
    length she was prepared to go to hold onto him.

        He moved his hands from under her's and brought them to the snap of
    her jeans. He slowly unsnapped them and pulled the zipper down. She put
    her hands on his shoulders as he grasped the beltloops and began to
    pull her jeans from her hips. He saw the red lace panties come into
    view, then her finely sculptured, tanned thighs as the denim pants were
    lowered.

        "Did he pull your panties down too?" he asked her.. Looking up as
    she stood with her hands on his shoulders.
    "y.. yes... Bare bottomed" she said in a barely audible whisper. He
    brought her panties down as well, revealing her sparse pubic hair. He
    stared right into her cunt and resisted the urge to kiss it.
    "Ok" he said.

        Bridgette sat down next to him on the sofa.
    "I love you, Jim" she told him.. hoping against hope
    "I love you too, baby" he whispered to her.
    She threw her arms around him and hugged him close.
    "I'm sorry I was bad.. I won't be anymore" she sobbed into his neck
    "I believe you, honey" He stroked her hair She released him and asked.
    "Are you gonna spank me hard?" a little frightened.
    "I don't know.. Do you think I should?" She nodded
    "Yes... I d deserve it" Her voice cracking as she laid herself over his
    lap,  her naked ass exposed to him for the impending spanking.

        James felt a familiar lurch in his pants as he stared down at the
    sight below him. Here was his sexy lover lying down awaiting a spanking
    because she had been bad. Bridgette was softly crying as his hand
    stroked her thighs. Her bottom looked pale in contrast to her golden
    colored legs. Her thighs were slightly opened, and he could look and
    see the wisps of hair peeking up from her pubic mound.

        He raised his hand and gave her a soft slap on the ass. It didn't
    hurt her in the least, but the sound of his hand coming into contact
    with her naked asscheeks made her flinch.
    "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked her to make sure. She
    didn't say anything, but nodded her head as she waited in silence for
    him to begin.

        Now he raised his hand again, this time resting his left arm over
    her waist. Bridgette stiffened in anticipation, James saw the flexing
    of the muscles in her ass.
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        He brought his hand down heavily on her soft bottom. Bridgette was
    shocked at how intense the stinging was. She cried out and tried to
    wiggle out of the way as his hand fell quickly onto her ass again.
    *SMACKK!*.... "Ahhhhh!" *SMACKKKK!*.. "Ohhhhhhhh!"  She closed her eyes
    tightly while James continued her slap her smooth asscheeks with the
    palm of his right hand.

        By the time she had been given ten strokes, her ass felt like it
    was on fire. looking down at it, James watched with growing fascination
    as her usually pale bottom turned into a glowing shade of pink in
    splotches where his hand made stinging contact.

        Bridgette cried out in pain as the searing punishment burned into
    her skin. She sobbed louder with each new stroke.. In between racking
    sobs, she kept saying.. "I love you, Jim..." and "I'm sooooo sorry,
    Jim" .. "I promise i'll be good, Jim" while he continued to deliver the
    hard spanking she had more or less requested. But not once did she ask
    for him to stop.

        Actually, if she had wanted to back out.. He would have let her.
    But once he felt his hand slapping her delectable ass once or twice, he
    wouldn't have stopped if she begged him to.

        After she had been given thirty strokes, her ass had been turned
    into a quivering mass of bright pink flesh. Satisfied that her ass had
    been spanked enough, he stopped and let his hand rest softly on the now
    hot to the touch skin of her asscheeks.

        Bridgette had her face in her hands as she cried unashamedly from
    the effects of the punishment she had received. Although she willingly
    took it, she was more than a little surprised that it had hurt so much.

        James knew that Bridgette could feel the hardness in his pants. He
    only wondered in she were aware of that fact. He very softly moved his
    somewhat stinging hand over her asscheeks, telling her that he was
    done. She made no immediate move to get up from his lap, but rather
    remained draped over him as if she expected to be spanked further.

        Finally realizing that he was finished, Bridgette gingerly pushed
    herself up with her hands. Her tears still fell freely as the stinging
    in her poor spanked bottom refused to abate. As she rose from his lap,
    she wanted to be reassured. Bridgette threw her arms around him and
    blubbered into his ear.
    " Ho Hoo hold me, baby.. Hold me tight" James put him arms around her
    back and began stroking her long hair.
    "Shhhhhh, Bridge... " he cooed in her ear to calm her down.. She just
    pressed her body harder against his chest and cried like a little baby
    while he held her tight and tried to comfort her.

        It was definitely a different Bridgette that he held in his arms
    now. Her usual self assured demeanor has disappeared and it excited
    him beyond reason.
    "Shhhhhh baby, it's all over now" He whispered to her. She backed up a
    little and searched his face, still crying but not as fitfully as
    before.
    "You're not mad at m m me anymore?" She asked shyly. James smiled at
    her.. "Of course not, I can't stay mad at you"
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        Bridgette smiled weakly for a moment, then her beautiful face
    contorted again. "I love you, James" she purred at him.
    "I know. I love you too, sweetheart" She hugged him tight again.

        "God, I didn't think it was gonna hurt THAT much" she confessed.
    His hand dropped down her back to her naked ass. He stroked it gently
    as she stifled a slight groan.
    "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you" he told her. Actually, once he
    began spanking her well rounded bottom, he got quickly caught up in
    what he was doing. She tried to pretend that it didn't matter
    "Well, as long as you aren't mad at me anymore" He stayed silent while
    he rubbed her warm ass.
    "mmmmmmmm.. That feels good, Jim.. Rub a little lower" She purred in
    his ear. He obliged her and ran his hand over the lower part of her
    ass..
    "Oh god, you make me feel so good baby" she pushed her ass back on his
    hand. Her breathing began to get a little heavier in his ear. James
    himself got increasingly turned on as he caressed Bridgette's sexy
    ass.

        "You know, I haven't been spanked since I was 18. I'd almost
    forgotten how it feels" She said as her thighs parted a bit. She pulled
    back and kissed him deeply, her tongue darted into his mouth
    seductively. He let his hand drop and felt the wetness on her pussy
    hair. Bridgette moaned as she felt his fingers graze her cunt.

        Feeling the moistness on her pussy hairs, James exploringly dipped
    a finger between the puffy cuntlips and found the crack as wet as he
    had ever seen, or felt it. Bridgette's kissing became more passionate
    when James put his finger on her cunt.

        Knowing her like he did, James knew just about what she wanted and
    when. He pulled his hand away and wedged it between their bodies. Now
    he cupped her pussy with his palm, knowing the lovely brunette wanted
    it. He brought a finger into play, parting the lips on her cunt as he
    easily slipped a finger into her. She pulled back and bit her lower
    lip..
    "Ooooooo.. I am SO turned on babeee" she sighed and began humping her
    hips against his hand. It wasn't too long before Bridgette jumped off
    of his lap and began tearing at his pants. James helped as much as he
    could, and soon his hard cock sprang into view. No sooner did it
    appear, did Bridgette quickly straddle his hips and lower herself down
    on the throbbing dagger.

        She slammed her aching bottom down on his crotch like a woman
    possessed. Her shirt covered tits pressed against his face as Bridgette
    had her arms about his head, pulling it into her. James could only put
    his arms around her back and let her ride to her heart's content.
    "Ahhhh.. Ahhhh.. Ooo It's soooooo good! You feel so good inside me,
    baby" She chanted while she rode her mount toward the finish line.

        James moved his hands down and grabbed her hot asscheeks while he
    did his best to match her wild strokes. Bridgette squealed in delight
    when he squeezed her sore bottom. Her bucking hips became more frantic
    when the slight irritant of her recently spanked ass being squeezed was
    brought into play. "Ohhhhh yes, Jim.. Grab my ass, baby!.. I'm gonna
    juice... I'm gonna come lover!!"
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        Bridgette made funny little gurgling sounds when her orgasm had
    come upon her. She ground her sexy hips into his lap while he dug his
    fingers into the soft compliant flesh of her tender asscheeks.

        When her climax began to ebb, James pulled up with his hands to
    slightly elevate her ass. Now he began fucking into her cunt while she
    groaned and cooed into his ear. "oooo yes, baby.. Squeeze my naughty
    ass. Gawd I love the way you fuck me! Ahhhh! squeeze harder.. YESSSS!..
    That's the way, Baby.. Gimme your come.. shoot your come into meeee!"

        The combination of her cunt milking him, and her saying all those
    things in his ear was too much for him. His cock jerked and spewed a
    gob of cream into her. Bridgette made whimpering sounds into his ear
    while his come spilled into her.

        Her tits rose and fell as she tried to control her ragged
    breathing. The orgasm she had took all of her energy while she was
    fucking up and down furiously. James was moaning in the afterglow of
    his own violent come. Bridgette finally fell over on the sofa when she
    felt she had the strength to. He looked around for his cigarettes when
    his beautiful lover fell away.

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