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Hit Me (I. M. Telling)

Hit Me by I. M. Telling

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This is the eighth and final episode in the High Stakes Erotica Series.

Jack and Chloe had experienced everything there was to experience in the swinging lifestyle at least once, experiencing some things many times. Their journey will continue as they explore and discover their personel kinks and fetishes.

Sex has many forms of expression, and this story deals with the world of fetishes and BDSM. Encouraged by a friend, Jack and Chloe agree to make a pilgrimage to a local dungeon. They fear a house of horrors, as always, they are excited about gaining new experiences.

The story provides an introduction to the world of Bondage and Discipline, Sadism and Masochism. Neither Jack nor Chloe knew what to expect upon arriving that first night at Addams Manor where Sensual Sadie greets them with hugs and kisses. "We don't bite, unless you ask us to." LaKantisto tells Jack.

If you have never visited a BDSM Dungeon, here is your chance. You will definitely find it to be an interesting experience and perhaps, you may want yourself under the lash and bound to a cross.

Approximately 70 pages.

All books of the High Stakes Erotica Series.

1. The Wager
2. Another Wager
3. Raising the Stakes
4. Laying Odds
5. Black Jack
6. All In
7. Full House
8. Hit Me

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 2 / 2014

No. words: 17851

Style: Swingers Erotica, Just Spanking

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Hit Me

Soon, I suppose Chloe and I will have tried just about everything once and a few things, many times over. There have been a few things we have experimented with, which most people would wish they had not. That is not us. As we have no regrets. No, each voyage along our journey has been a learning experience that has contributed to who Chloe and I are.
Who am I? Well, if this is the first one of my stories you have read, I’m Jack. Chloe and I have been into swinging for more than half our married lives now and we got married about nine years ago.
We have been awfully busy at our little hobby. Chloe has been fucked by well over a couple of hundred different men, maybe even twice that many. I think I have tapped nearly a hundred women myself. There has been some mighty fine ass in that list, I assure you.
I mentioned a phrase earlier about our voyage, along our journey. We recently learned and began using that term often. All of us have our journey through life of course, but my usage of the term applies to our journey of discovery about ourselves in the world of sex and desire. Another new term I have begun using about our experiences is this thing that we do. It sounds a bit like what those movie character mafia wise-guys say doesn’t it? Our Thing and This Thing of Ours are common phrases from gangster movies.
Our latest endeavor in this thing that we do has added a number of new terms to our vocabulary. The word fetish is the most important one.
So, how did this latest thing begin? It started, of course, as all of our experiences in alternate lifestyles that night when we rented a porn DVD. Chloe and I had teased each other about the woman who allowed two men to pick her up and take her to a motel room and be fucked by two or three strangers. What a journey it has been since that night at The Blue Goose on Campus Corner in Norman, Oklahoma.
This new, most recent thing began because I was curious one day and looked up the definition of the word fetish. One definition was of an object regarded with awe as being the embodiment or habitation of a potent spirit or as having magical potency. Chloe’s red, high-heeled boots with sequins is most definitely a fetish because it drives other men crazy with desire.
Another definition was any object, idea, etc., eliciting unquestioning reverence, respect, or devotion: to make a fetish of high grades. For Chloe and me, we are true believers about the fetish of honesty. Honesty is how we remain lovers and friends and will be the reason our marriage survives for another fifty years.
Yet another definition was any object or non-genital part of the body that causes a habitual erotic response or fixation.
I really do not agree completely with any of those definitions. To me, a fetish is best described as the most common thoughts, those that you as an individual focus on most often; that occupy your mind in a way that is pleasing to you.
We all focus on those parts of our lives that include dealing with such mundane preoccupations as common as paying bills and filing up the gas tank of the car but these are not thoughts that give us pleasure or excitement.
People who ‘eat’ get pleasure from their food and if they are hungry, they are definitely ‘thinking’ about eating yet only, some people make food and the consumption of it a fetish.
So, where else did all this new focus about this thing that we do and our journey and equating our thoughts and experiences to our fetishes begin? It started while Chloe was working as a paid escort for Ted a few years ago. Her subsequent arrest for prostitution and mine for consorting with a prostitute was definitely one of those key destinations, a milestone along our journey.
Unbelievably, that was not one we were sorry to see happen. It ended our involvement in the world of sex trafficking for profit and in retrospect, we learned that these kinds of activities were destructive for Chloe and me.
However, Chloe’s clients during her tenure as an escort exposed her, and through her, I was exposed to kinks and fetishes we had only heard referenced in hushed tones.
They call it BDSM (gasp). Bondage, discipline, sadism, and masochism is what the letters stand for, however much of that world is centered around two other letters of the alphabet which are often expressed as ‘D/s’ where the capital ‘D’ stands for DOMINANCE and the lower case ‘s’ references submission.
The gay and lesbian community often refers to an individual as being a ‘top’ or a ‘bottom’ and although their usage is more of a physical description of an activity; its meaning also implies dominance and submission.
Dominance and submission exist in every relationship between life forms, from the ‘boss’ at work to a single sperm attempting to penetrate a fertile egg. However, most vanilla lifestyle humans would never define their relationship using these terms.
Chloe’s initial exposure to D/s began as role-play with her paying customers. A child might suggest, “Let’s play doctor.” Men, who in their day-to-day lives might be highly motivated and aggressive alpha males in their business would pay to sit in a corner, wearing a diaper and suck on a pacifier.

Author Information

I.M. Telling lives in the southern United States, on the coast and has been a non-fiction writer for some time. He has always wanted to write erotica and is finally making that dream a reality. His writing includes everything from highly explicit erotica featuring interracial relationships, swinging, and cuckold tales to very sensual stories of bondage and examining the dynamics of open marriage. His writing has also started to extend into other genres including adventure, humor, and stories with extreme violence.

Many of his writings take a tongue-in-cheek approach to the subject matter, often poking fun at stereotypes and purposely going over-the-top with subtle and dark humor, he often includes a twist ending.


Publisher Information

This story has been self-published by the author

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