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Dirty Little Secret |
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no copyright infringement intended.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: Written for Peja’s 5 minute “Dirty Little
Secret” challenge.
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It was his dirty little secret. He liked to be spanked. Loved
it. Needed
it.
And Rhade was glad to oblige.
‘Maybe that’s *his* dirty little secret,’ Seamus snickered
mentally, as he
dropped trou and bent over the Nietzschean’s muscular thighs.
Rhade seized him roughly and jerked him into position. Harper didn’t
even
have a chance to settle before the smacks started raining down on his
upturned ass.
Ooohhhh, it hurt! It burned! It...it...went straight to his cock. Oh,
God! Sooo good!
He squirmed and humped, trying to get friction on his swollen manhood.
Rhade held him down and pummeled his backside harder.
He couldn’t stand it!
“Ungh, ungh, I’m about to blow!” he warned.
Rhade delivered one last smack to the reddened, heated cheeks then shoved
his finger straight into his captive’s anus.
Harper let out a shout, clenched his buttcheeks, then spewed his load all
over the floor.
When he finished shuddering, the muscular Tactical Officer shifted him onto
the bed, letting him drape limply as he savored afterglow.
“Think you can keep your mind on your work now?” Rhade inquired,
as he
headed for the door.
“Yeah; just give me a minute,” Harper sighed.
Soon, he levered himself up and reached for his pants. A devilish thought
blossomed as he re-dressed: ‘I wonder what other dirty little secrets
I
could dig up around here?’
END
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