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Submission BDSM Stories

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By Helen Haven

Copyright 2017 Helen Havens

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Stormy Weather


By Helen Havens

Copyright 2017 Helen Havens

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I sat there like a loser and waited for the bus to take me home home after finishing my last day at work. I had liked the job, but admittedly, I just didnt have what it took I guess or so the boss had said. I was just mediocre and there were projects that I just couldnt close. It was basically a sales job, but it had so much potential. There were sales reps there making in the high 6 figures and 2 or three of them breaking over a million dollars. Me, I couldnt even close enough sales to cover my piddly draw. Now I was stuck here waiting for the bus since they took back the company car I had been given as part of the job. I felt like such a loser.


Lonely, I lived by myself in a small apartment in a decrepit hi-rise building. I was still young and only a year out of college, but I hadnt had a boyfriend in a couple of years. Ive always been attracted to alpha types, successful and confident types who possessed the qualities I didn’t.


Today, knowing that I was already skating on thin ice, I wore a tight purple dress, loose at the top to show a hint of my firm brown 36C size breasts, it came down and narrowed in tightly around my tummy to emphasize my trim hourglass figure. It was also a little too tight around my waist and butt. The bottom had a lacy hemline which showed off my long, toned legs. My shoulder-length black hair bounced when I walked and it nicely set-off my almond shaped brown eyes. Despite my pathetic attempt to show off my sexy attributes as a last ditch effort to keep my job, it failed.


Although I liked to look attractive, I was by no means easy. In fact, my shy and cautious nature probably contributed to my lack of an exciting and fulfilling love life.


The evening weather was turning for the worse. A thick and wet chilly fog had come in making everything look even more depressing. What was even worse, was that two buses had already gone by me and were marked "Not in Service". None of the drivers had even stopped to say when the next bus would arrive if ever.


The fog became thicker and thicker, colder and damper. But I sat there anxiously waiting for another one to arrive, but was becoming more nervous by the second. Would there even be another bus that evening or had the last one already come and gone? How would I even get home?


Then a shiny black Porsche pulled up across the street and an seemingly stylish slightly older woman leaned out the window calling, "Hey Lisa, is that you? I think the buses might be out of service because of the fog." I was dismayed. "Are you sure? I need to get home."


"Home? How far away do you live?"


"Yes, I live near the Mall but, I'm afraid to walk so far in this fog. It's scary."


I crossed the street to talk with the man. He was well dressed and respectable looking. It was Dan Petrino, one of the top sellers at the company I had just been fired from. No, he was the top sellerhaving secured the title crossing well into the seven figure mark. He was gorgeous too.


Well Lisa, its good we know each other since I wouldn't normally do this. But, maybe, I can do you a favor? Hop in. We'll turn around and drive you home. It can't be more than 5 or 10 minutes out of my way."


I cautiously replied, "I don't know. I dont want to put you out or take you out of your way or anything. Perhaps Ill just walk." Looking down the street nervously, I could barely see to the next light pole.


Dont be silly, hop in!he replied with a comforting, friendly tone in his voice.


Looks like youve had a rough day.he said inquisitively.


Well you could say that. Ive been let go.I replied looking down at the floorboard of the expensive sports car.


Wow, Im sorry to hear that. I didnt know. I try not to spend too much time in the office, since one, it doesnt bring me any sales and two, office politics and gossip are minefields and career killers.he offered.


Yeah, well it looks like Ive landed on both.I said.


Listen, you look like you could use a drink. Theres a really cool cocktail bar around the corner, let me treat you to one. It is your last day and all, what do you say?


Well, I guess, I dont have to up for work tomorrow morning, so why not? Of course, and thank you.I replied.


We stopped off at the swanky cocktail bar and had more than a few. It was great because I had not really known Dan very well from work, since he was never around much. But I had always looked up to him and admired him. He attentively listened to my dilemmas and how difficult it was for me to get even a single sale. I must have bored him to tears, but he seemed to listen like a true friend and even offered up some tips and advice for my next job. I was starting to feel better already.


Before long it was closing time already. Time had certainly flown by and I had perhaps one too many cocktails. I wasnt drunk or sloppy or anything, but just feeling a little tipsy. Good thing we were leaving.


The seat felt so good, I could melt right there in those leather seats. As I sat there, I felt him looking at me. I was so shy though. He had always been such an legend at the company.


What made things even more complicated was how goddamn hot he was. Hes aged well and it shows. His smooth olive skin, his chiseled upper body in a perfectly tailored suit. His muscular arms, undoubtedly coming from spending more time at the gym than in the office, I felt protected against the outside world nestled there in his expensive ride.


As I sat there, tears started welling up in my eyes. “I’m so sorry, its been just a long hard day, the longest in my life. I feel like such a disappointment.I said.


What are you going to do?he asked.


I honestly dont know.I said.


You know, you have bigger problems than just finding another job, dont you?he said.


What do you mean?I asked.


Well, if you dont mind me saying, but you lack discipline. Youre never going to make it in this big bad world without it.he answered concerned.


My parents had always done their best with me and but theyve been more like pals than parents.I replied.


Yes, I see.he said, nodding his head.


Submission and discipline will carry you through those difficult moments in life. They will help you persevere in times of trouble.he continued.


Discipline? Really?I asked curiously.


Yes, unless you want to continue down this downward spiral.he said.


I dont know, everything in my life seems like its going out of control. I seem to get out of situations by the skin of my teeth. I know Ive slacked off and gossiped too much, worked too little, but somehow I had just thought it would all work out in the end.I said. Then I started to cry.


I felt so stupid, here is this successful, experienced and handsome older man listening to my babblings like I was a child. But God he was hot! Just looking at him steering the wheel. Nothing sexier than a man in control. I started to blush, all these feelings from deep inside just started bubbling up. 


Why did he have to age so well, I thought. Maybe if he didnt look so damn sexy, being so close to him, in his car would be easier. I felt I was slipping.


Now, now, youll be fine, come here.he said.


I finally looked up at him and we were eye to eye. But, somehow I felt safe, so I moved closer.


You can lay down and put your head on my lap if you like.he said.


Really?I asked with a bit of trepidation and hope at the same time. Was this really happening?


I couldnt believe what was happening and it was happening so fast. Id barely known this guy. I had always revered him from afar, yet always had a secret crush on him that Id kept buried deep down inside. All these dreams maybe were finally coming true.

 

But what was with all this submission and discipline talk? Maybe he was right, after all I was a woman now and if I were going to succeed in life, I needed to take back control. I needed to learn discipline. I trusted this man and hed been so good to me today, why would he now be any different?


Besides, he was so gorgeous.


So I inched over and laid my head down on his warm lap. His thick hardened thighs felt so strong and comforting. I wanted to relax, but I had butterflies in my stomach yet was turned on all at the same time. 


My breasts were brushing up against his outer thighs and my pussy was getting warm and moist just being there. Were these feelings natural? Was I misunderstanding his intentions all along? Maybe he did just want to comfort me. God! I was feeling like a total slut for even thinking these thoughts. Uncertainty was racing through my mind. “I’m just going to go with it.I thought.


He took one hand off the steering wheel and began to stroke my hair. His touch was gentle, his confidence was reassuring and the way he stroked my hair caused me to relax.


Then his hand followed slowly down my spine until it reached the small of my back where it stayed. I was getting all tingly inside. Then his hand moved further down. My wide ample buttocks filling my pants began to get tense. My god! It felt so good.His hand went to one hip then across to the other. He seemed to take pleasure in feeling the curvatures of my ass and hips.


My breathing began to get heavier and heavier. Then his fingers began to find their way between my thighs and moved higher up to the crack of my already hotter ass. God! I wanted him! I knew right there and then that I would do anything this man wanted!


Then his hand moved back up to the top of my pants and he edged their way inside.


Unbutton your pants and pull them down.he said.


I looked up at him and saw the raw desire in his eyes. For the first time he looked at me with a desire in his eyes.


Without questioning him, I did as was told. I put my hands around to the front side of my waist, unbuttoned them and pulled them down to my knees. The only thing covering my exposed ass were my small black panties.


I could feel his eyes on me.


Now your panties.


I put my thumbs around the elastic that were barely holding them in place and inched them down to where they also met my knees.


Are you ready to learn about submission and discipline?he asked.


Yes Dan, I am.I said.


Good.


Then he slapped his flattened palm on my ass, catching the curve of my buttocks, making fleshy cheeks shudder. He pulled me closer and spanked me again, harder, it sounded like a gun went off.


“WHACK!”.


No one had ever spanked me before. My parents were more of a reasoning friendstype. Maybe it was because they were so young when they had me. They had no one else really in their lives. I hadnt even met my grandparents. As a result, they had never laid a hand on me. 


I was a twenty-three year old woman and this was not a form of discipline I was used to.


He started to smack my shocked ass a little bit harder and it started to sting, but it still didnt hurt that much yet. I thought I could take more.


“WHACK!”.


The next few spanks stung more. He seemed to really like it! My ass getting was warmed up, I began feeling incredibly turned on.


After awhile, he increased the strength of the spankings until I told him to please stop and that didnt work as he seemed to kick it up a notch. I felt the first really hard blow. This was what I hadnt been expecting, but the nice sharp smack began to sting really good. This was my first spanking ever and it was painful, but I loved it. He continued at that pace for awhile. My ass wiggled the best it could, but I was tightly confined between him and the steering wheel, and he was still driving! It was thrilling as I started moaning. Then a really sharp blow stung me hard and I let out a loud squeal.


"Should I stop, Lisa?" he asked me.


Afraid of disappointing him and the wicked way that I was getting turned on, I said,


No. It hurts but I like it."


He smacked me again sharply. Whack!


It started to really sting. For the first time I was really starting to feel the pain lasting even in between the spanks, not just during them. He kept spanking my bare ass harder and harder. The hard blows were much louder than the first few light ones I had received earlier. It was really starting to hurt.


WHACK, WHACK, WHACK!I kept hearing.


I wondered how much my ass was turning red. My pussy was getting wetter it seemed with each blow. I imagined what it would look like in the mirror later. He kept on going at the same rigorous pace for awhile. It really hurt, but I wanted to go all the way and not disappoint him. I gritted my teeth. He continued at this pace, until the next blow caught me off guard, it seriously burned. I started to cry.



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