Bend Over and Touch Your Toes (BDSM erotica)

By Jay Merson

Ramon has a ravenous appetite for sex; he loved to spank and discipline his students and does so at every opportunity. Leading them in gently at first he soon progresses to trying them, caning them and always requires them to present themselves in full uniform, nothing less is acceptable to him and the punishment he metes out is the result for failure. From the tall and leggy blonde Shelley, to the fiery and pain-loving Wanda to the little petite brunette Adele, his students soon accept all and willingly give themselves to him, body and mind.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jay Merson
• Release date: May 10, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476374499

Jay Merson

The prolific author of over 124 erotic novels and short stories. Born in West london and lived most of life in the UK but now abroad. A staunch Englishman that always celebrates the day of the English - St.George's Day, where ever he might be in the world. Writes BDSM erotica in a descriptive and explicit way to bring the varied scenarios and situations to life - situations that the reader can relate to in his or her daily life.Hates music and lives in a world totally free of it, loves black stockings (on women) is an ex-soldier, ex-London fireman, holds black belts in five different martial arts but now leads a more sedate life and prefers to relax and chill rather than pump the muscles.

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Bend Over and touch Your Toes

By

Jay Merson

© Copyright: Jay Merson 2012.

The right of Jay Merson to be identified as the author of this book has been asserted in accordance with Section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights and Patents Act 1988. All characters in this story are presented as being aged 18 years and over.

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Chapter 1

She stood proud and erect, with her feet together and her hands by her sides, exactly as he had required her to. Her head was held up and her shoulders pulled back, thrusting her chest out and presenting her ample swelling tits in splendid offering as they strained splendidly against the thin white material of her blouse.

Shelly was young, just turned eighteen and radiant with that marvellous hue of bubbling youth and budding sexuality that girls of such an age naturally exude. To say she was good-looking would be an understatement; she was positively stunningly attractive, tall, leggy and blonde into the bargain to make her a most desirable and most fuckable young lady. She was dressed as he had insisted: in a short pleated skirt of light grey that barely covered her crotch when she was standing and when she bent even slightly off the upright...Marvellous, simply marvellous! The skirt made her long and shapely legs seem longer and more appealing still and the little white ankle socks she wore made her legs and thighs take on a tanned and healthy appearance. The heeled shoes she wore, polished black to contrast against the white of her socks, increased her height and shaped her calf muscles to a honed and most attractive pair of legs that most women would die to possess. Her top half was covered with a white and crisply starched blouse that hugged her narrow waist and clung to her shape as it pulled wonderfully in under and over the protrusion of her tits. The material was thin and figure-hugging, so much so that her tiny black bra was visible through it and at the neck; the first three buttons were left undone to expose a marvellous glimpse of swelling cleavage to add further temptation to the already attractive young woman. Her long blonde hair fell to her shoulders and her fringe covered her forehead so as to present her face as a mask of radiant beauty. Dark mascara adorned her long eyelashes and a hint of blue shadow to her eyelids matched the blue of her sparkling eyes but her mouth...Oh God, Her mouth! Her full and succulent lips were glistening with blood-red lipstick to add temptation untold to her lovely mouth and to make it the focal point of her pretty face. When she was allowed to speak those lips moved in a delightful mimicry of oral sex, sensual movements that would have any man hard in an instant. The last item of her attire and one that she disagreed with, even though she dare not say and incur his wrath, was the striped school tie hanging loosely around her neck and pulled down to the side to hang unevenly across her left breast. She looked every bit the sixth form school student he had intended her to and, she inwardly admitted to herself, she found it all extremely exciting. To dress so, knowing that she alone and without any sexual action by herself, had given this man a terrific hard-on and, one that was very obvious in the way it pushed his trousers out at the front into a most respectable bulge. Her nipples were hard and her clit firmed, her pussy slit moist with her juices and, as she stared ahead of her and out of the window to the grounds beyond, she imaged his cock, hard for her and him wanting her so badly, the thick shaft of it pulsing and warm and his balls filled with lovely warm spunk ready to shoot up into her. She gave an involuntary shudder of pleasure and then tried to concentrate on his words, this man was a hard Master and one she knew now demanded attention and compliance, something she was only too willing to give him.

They were in his study on the first floor of the mansion, she facing the window and to the side of his wide antique desk. Bookshelves lined the wall to her right and to her rear, the wall with the door in it, had several landscape prints hanging there. The wall to her left had several tall cupboards and apart from several dining chairs and a small couch, the large room was fairly sparsely furnished The mansion was set back in private grounds, accessed by high iron gates and a long sweeping driveway through woodland and tended gardens and lawns closer to the house itself. It was a private and secluded location, the very reasons he had selected it.

He, Ramon, stood to her rear and a little to her right, he was tall, taller even than her and slim, his body honed and lean by constant exercise. He wore the dress of a Master, black shirt and black trousers, a most commanding and authoritative colour he felt and in perfect keeping with his role.

Why are you here slut? he demanded, his tone stern.

To learn and to gain experience Master.

To learn and to experience what exactly, explain in detail, I need you to explain it back to me so that when we commence your training for real I may be assured you fully understand what is required of you.

She was shaking a little, both from fear of him and also excited anticipation. Today – right now – was when her training was to start and, it had already. She so wanted to please him and yet was fearful of making errors; something he had made abundantly clear would bring swift and harsh punishment for her.

I am here Master, to serve your wishes as you lead me on the path to greater academic learning and gaining experience in the worldly ways, part of that being subservience, loyalty, honesty and devotion to my Master.

Excellent! He stated firmly and felt his cock give an involuntary jerk within his pants. This one was wonderful; he was fortunate indeed to have recruited such a beauty and simply couldn’t wait to get to grips with her marvellous body.

You also understand that your body becomes mine, to do with as I wish and with not a hint of refusal from you.

Yes Master I do and I give my body willingly.

His cock jerked again, he so much wanted to fuck this gorgeous bitch but at the same time he wanted to play her along and to prolong his pleasure, that tingling excitement and anticipation of dealing with a lovely dirty young slut as she.

You know then that I will punish you and that you will suffer pain and humiliation in that?

I do Master.

You know too... His voice cracked slightly, his throat was try and his level of excitement so very high, ...That I will tie you up and fuck you as and when I see fit.

Now it was her voice that quavered as she replied, I do Master.

He paused to run his hungry gaze down the length of her lovely body, her legs being the main point of interest to him as he imagined them apart and open, her pussy exposed and her lovely moist slit ready to take him up her.

You have paid handsomely in advance to attend here, you must understand from the contract that if you break the terms and leave at any time you will forfeit your fees paid.

I do Master.

He breathed deeply; satisfied now that his student understood all and was willing to accept all. Now his fun could begin.

Tell me what underwear you have on.

She made to turn to face him and checked herself, Why, exactly as you instructed Master, A lacy black bra and pure white and tight panties."

He grunted his approval and felt his balls and arse hole grip in delighted reaction to the visual image of her in white panties filling his mind. Do you like cock, slut?

Unnh! she uttered as his insulting words thrilled her. I do Master, or at least think I do, I have never really...

You are virgin? He blurted excitedly.

She was silent for a