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The steady beat of an axe on wood echoed through the forest, loud in the absence of animals. It was foreign here, the first sounds of a long train of newcomers. It was wrong. For thousands of years the animals and their kin had run these lands, living in harmony with the forests and rivers that ran through it. Now man was coming, and with man came change. With man came war. With man, inevitably, would come death.

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I write for a living. I don't have any great pretensions to be famous, I know my place in literature and it's not near the top of the tree. I write spanking stories for magazines like Paddles, Blush, Cane and Red Cheeks. Not exactly mind bending stuff but I enjoy spanking and I enjoy writing about spanking. I'm happy doing what I'm doing.

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Missy is "a giver" - happy to help out, to run an errand, to pitch in when times are tough or just to sit and listen when all that is needed is a shoulder to cry on and the reassurance that one is in the right. That generous nature has its fullest expression when Missy loves. The men in her past life unexpectedly found little bags of their favorite snacks in their brief cases.

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It began at dinner. The humor and banter of table conversation was punctuated by her meaningful glances and significant smiles. She wove her emotional cocoon around his mind slowly and carefully, channeling the conversation in the direction she sought, teasing and seducing him with voice as well as words.

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Anne was just approaching 30, she had struggled her way through a number of jobs before joining Fulcrum. She had trained as a nurse, worked in a hospital, then an old peoples home in her quest to find herself something which enabled her to work and help other people.

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He was just an online fuck buddy. I have maybe thirty on my IM. When my husband is at work or when he's just not scratching that itch I can get online and be sure that one or two of them will be online and ready to talk dirty to me, to play to my fantasies or to watch me on cam as I make myself cum harder than I ever could alone. He was just one of many.

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The room was filled with the heat of what seemed like thousand of candles and a sweet yet spicy aroma of burning incense. He was blindfolded, but from what he could tell other then the beating of his heart and his slow even breaths the man was alone. However he couldn't be completely sure.

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It all started with a simple statement. A promise perhaps. They were laying in bed one night during the week after she had just come off of his lap from one of her good girl spankings and rewards she always craved. She looked up at him, a smile across her face and at that moment, he told her that he had something special planned for them this weekend.

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Friday, as you leave to take the kids to school and feed the horse, you direct me to be "ready". Further you said "ready" meant naked, with the 3 point clips attached to the nipples and clit, the new cuffs on the ankles and wrists, a handful of wooden clothes pins, the zipper tape and the blindfold in place. I glared at you, amazed by your directions as you went out the door.

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What a wonderful weekend... a secluded cabin at an exclusive ski-lodge resort and some very good BDSM workshops and seminars. What more could a lady ask for? They pulled slowly into the covered parking in front of the cabin and he hurried around to open her door and carefully hand her out, taking care that her spiked heels didn't slip on the icy concrete. Inside, she handed him her coat and he hurried to put their things away.

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