Yes Ma'am
by J. M. Kauftheil



Shirtless, my chest to the ground
SNAP
A seering pain next to my spine
Disappears instantaneously
I try to raise to a kneeling position
I'm pushed back down
By a stilleto heel
SNAP
Another taste of leather
Melts into my back
Before I can react
SNAP
"Fuck!" is the only thing I can utter,
Rolling onto my side
A pointed toes shoves me down again
"Stay down, slut!"
SNAP
"Does that hurt, slut?" she asks
My mouth fails to form words
SNAP, another SNAP
"I SAID, does that hurt?" more forceful this time
"Yes Ma'am"
About J. M. Kauftheil:
J. M. Kauftheil started writing when he was fourteen; a girlfriend turned
him onto erotica a month later.  J. M. has been writing ever since,
expanding his repertoire, but erotica has stuck as his specialty. That's
where he found his niche.
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