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  SACRED THOUGHTS

  Girl Play

  Alana Gale Chappell

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  Sacred Thoughts - Girl Play

  published in 2014 by House of Erotica

  an imprint of Andrews UK Limited

  www.houseoferoticabooks.com

  This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published, and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.

  The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happening.

  Copyright © Alana Gale Chappell 2014

  The rights of Alana Gale Chappell have been asserted in accordance with sections 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.

  Naughty Girls

  “You’ve been a very naughty girl,” Tabatha says to Caitlin as they talk on the phone.

  “Why, what did I do?” she mysteriously asks.

  “You have been working a lot of overtime and now it’s time for you to come home and receive your punishment. You better not be late,” Tabatha says with authority.

  “You’re right, I have been naughty and neglecting you and I am ready to accept my punishment. Let me finish closing up and I will be home on time tonight, I promise.” As Caitlin continues working on her nightly procedures and protocols for closing her bank, she starts to envision what her punishment will be like when she gets home. She starts to get all worked up and has to remind herself that it is important to pay attention to details as she is working with money and wants to make sure she has counted everything correctly. She places the counted bundles of money into the vault and locks up all the registers.

  “Tina, did you get a chance to lock up the back doors?” Caitlin asks from across the bank.

  “Yes, I did,” Tina answers. “Are we all ready to go then?”

  “Yes, we are,” Caitlin answers back. ]

  “Set the alarm and grab the keys,” Tina replies. Beep, beep, beep goes the alarm to the bank. “Have a good night,” Tina says to Caitlin.

  “Oh, I intend to. I can’t wait to get home to my girlfriend.”

  “See you in the morning,” they both reply.

  Ring, ring goes Caitlin’s phone as she climbs into the driver’s seat of her car. “Yes baby?” Caitlin answers, knowing it is Tabatha on the other end.

  “Why don’t you stop off at the corner drug store and pick up some baby oil?” Tabatha says on the other end.

  “I will do that, not a problem,” she replies as she ends the conversation with “I love you.”

  “Love you too,” Tabatha says.

  Caitlin’s anticipation of the night ahead is building up inside of her. She finds herself becoming overwhelmed with feelings of naughtiness and sex.

  Back at home, Tabatha has just gotten out of the shower. She has her vinyl outfit laid out on the bed. She slowly starts to lotion her body from head to toe, ensuring that she can easily slide into her skintight cat suit. She grabs her outfit as she says to herself, “This is always a challenge to get into.” The lotion helps the skintight cat suit slide on much more easily. One foot at a time, she masters squeezing her tight little body into this dominatrix gear. Her ass looks tight and high and her tits are round and perky. She makes her way into the bathroom, checking herself out. Turning from side to side and checking out her ass, she thinks to herself, Damn, I look good. She reaches for the brush on the counter and places her hair in a ponytail tightly pulled back.

  As she makes her way out of the bathroom, she walks across the room to the closet that they share and pulls her whip off of the top shelf. “This whip will do just fine,” she says to herself as she gently combs out the leather strands that hang down from her hand. I love to hear Caitlin moan as I gently whip her from behind, Tabatha thinks to herself. Making her way to the front room she peers out of the window, peeking to see if she can get a glimpse of her girlfriend pulling into the driveway. “Nothing, hmm,” she says and makes her way back to the room.

  Tabatha runs a warm bath and places candles all around the brim of the tub. The air is filled with the fragrance of lavender, and the lighting is dimmed. She makes her way back into the living room where she drops rose petals onto the floor leading into the bathroom. The home is lit with candles as Tabatha reaches over to turn out the lights. Beautiful, she thinks to herself.

  “Any moment,” she says to herself. She makes her way back to the bedroom and sits in a chair in the corner of the room with her legs crossed. She places the whip across her lap and catches a glimpse of herself as a silhouette on the wall from the flickering of the candles. Suddenly, she hears the car pull into the driveway, then keys jiggling in the front door. While her heart is beating uncontrollably, she remains sitting still and waits for Caitlin’s arrival.

  Caitlin looks at the dark living room and follows the rose petals that have been placed along her path back to the bedroom. Caitlin notices the distinct silhouette of Tabatha in the corner and starts to head her direction. She leans into Tabatha and passionately kisses her. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” she says.

  Tabatha, trying to remain strong and in an authoritative state, says, “What took you so long? You are two minutes late.”

  “Sorry, baby, please forgive me. I really tried to get here on time,” Caitlin says as she is engaged in role-playing with her girlfriend.

  Tabatha replies, “You have only made things harder on yourself. Now go to the bathroom, take off your clothes and get in the bathtub.”

  Caitlin undresses herself and slides into the bathtub. She reaches for the soap, but it is snatched from her hand by Tabatha. “I will wash you,” she replies. “Just lay back.” She grabs the soap and begins to lather the bar up. She grabs ahold of Caitlin’s hair and slightly pulls her head back as she washes her neck. Making her ways down her chest, she gently lathers her cold, hard nipples that are peering out from underneath the bubbles. Tabatha still has a hold of Caitlin’s hair and gently gives it a tug back towards her. With Caitlin looking at her, Tabatha grabs the soap bar and gently slides it down in between her breasts.

  Increasingly aroused, Caitlin anticipates Tabatha’s next move. She finds herself almost begging for Tabatha to go further down. Caitlin sits quietly as Tabatha takes the soap bar and makes her way down into the warm water. Splash goes her hand as she tells Caitlin, “You have been a very bad girl this week, and what do you think your punishment should be?”

  Before Caitlin can answer, she feels the soap bar being pressed up against her pussy. She jerks back a little, waiting for Tabatha to gently rub her up and down with the soap bar. Feeling slippery, wet and hard, Caitlin lets out a little moan. “You like that, don’t you,” says Tabatha as she increases her stroking harder and harder. “Tell me why you think you deserve to feel so good.”

  Feeling so good with her pussy throbbing below the water, Caitlin blurts out, “Please, baby, I want you to make me cum.”

  Tabatha whispers, “You want to cum, don’t you? Too bad. You haven’t earned it,” as she starts to slide her fingers in and out of Caitlin’s pussy, bringing her to the point of almost cumming. She stops abruptly and tells her to lean over the tub. Tabatha smacks her wet ass as it protrudes out of the water. She begins to spread Caitlin’s cheeks and slide the soap bar up and down the crack of her ass. Placing the soap on the edge of the tub, Ta
batha slides a finger in her ass and says, “You like that, don’t you?”

  Feeling weak in the knees and at a point of ultimate explosion, Caitlin tries to keep her excitement to herself so Tabatha will continue stimulate her asshole. Within seconds, Caitlin finds herself no longer able to hold in her moans as she holds on to the edge of the tub.

  Tabatha says, “That’s enough for you now. Dunk yourself under the water and rinse all of the soap off your body.” Caitlin rises from the water, looking sexy as hell, hair dripping onto her face and water dripping off of her pink full lips. “Give me your feet,” Tabatha says abruptly. Placing her back up against the tub, Caitlin swings her feet over the edge of the tub and places them on Tabatha’s lap. Tabatha lathers them up and proceeds with a foot massage. “I bet your feet hurt so bad from all the hard work that you do.”

  “They do,” whispers Caitlin as she gently lays her head back against the wall.

  Within minutes Tabatha is done and places her feet back into the water. “It’s time for you to get out of the bathtub now. Stand up so I can dry you off.” She grabs the warm, fluffy towel that hangs on the back of the door and proceeds to dry Caitlin off inch by inch, sure to dry every part, making sure she embraces every curve flickering in the candlelit bathroom. “Go lie down on the bed and wait for me,” she says in her dominatrix voice.

  Caitlin lies down as Tabatha reaches for the baby oil, slowly and sensually rubbing her down her body, feeling soft as silk and really turning her on. Stay focused, she thinks to herself as she really wants to make love to her girlfriend. Starting from the nape of her neck and down her beautiful curved back Tabatha ever so gently slides her lubricated fingers in between Caitlin’s legs and begins to rub her clit in a circular motion. Caitlin begins to rock her pelvis back and forth as she lies on her stomach. She is pressing into Tabatha’s hand, desperately wanting to cum. “Turn over, I need to massage every part of you.” Sliding her slippery hand across her perky B-cup breasts, Tabatha finds herself not being able to take much more. She instantly straddles Caitlin and lightly places her hands around her neck. She smiles and tells Tabatha not to stop, begging for more. “Don’t move,” Tabatha says as she reaches for the cuffs she left on on the nightstand. She grabs ahold of Caitlin’s wrist and cuffs her to the bed post. Intrigued, Caitlin knows not to say anything.

  “I can’t tell you how many times I have been left here alone while you were working overtime,” Tabatha says in a loud voice. “You are going to pay for this. Are you ready?”

  “Yes, I am. I am ready to accept my punishment,” Caitlin responds.

  “Place your legs in the air and tilt your ass up,” Tabatha commands. Quickly Caitlin’s legs are lifted in the air. Soon after you hear the crack as the whip slaps up against her bare ass. Again, she commands as she motions back the whip and slaps her ass harder this time. Caitlin is excited; she anticipated every crack the whip had to offer. “You’ve been a very bad girl and you deserve every bit of this ass beating.” After one more lashing she places the whip back at the top of the closet and makes her way back over to Caitlin. Tabatha whispers in her ear, “Do you feel that you have been punished enough?”

  “Yes,” Caitlin moans as she drops her legs to the bed.

  “Good, then let’s get to the pleasure part.” Tabatha walks over to the drawer and stands in front of it as she takes off her one-piece vinyl outfit.

  “You look so fucking hot,” Caitlin says from the bed, still lying there tied to the bed posts.

  “So do you, baby, that’s why I am going to fuck you good.” She reaches for the strap-on in the drawer and begins to buckle on the sides of it. Standing there completely nude, the straps gently fall in between her ass crack. Her breasts are full and voluptuous as she stands in the shadows of the candles. “Are you ready for this, babe, because I am ready for you.”

  With a full 7 inches strapped to her curvaceous body she makes her way over to where her girlfriend lies helpless. She spreads Caitlin’s legs open as she gathers herself on her knees on the bed. Looking at the way Caitlin’s pussy lays spread open, Tabatha can barely contain herself. Knowing she had to taste her, Tabatha dives deep into Caitlin with her tongue on full throttle. She can taste the juices that leave her craving more. Caitlin begins to moan uncontrollably as she has waited for this moment all night. “Uggh, ahh.” The penetration from her tongue feels like a pulsating vibrator. “FUCK!” she screams out as she cums all over Tabatha’s face.

  “There you go,” Tabatha says as she pats Caitlin’s soaking wet pussy with her hand. She climbs on top of her and places the plastic cock inside of her. Soaking wet, you can hear the clapping of her pussy being pounded by this dick. Back and forth Tabatha rides hard and long, watching Caitlin trying to release her arms from the cuffs. “No you don’t,” she says. “I am going to make you explode and there’s nothing you can do about it.” The pounding gets harder as Caitlin fights cumming again. “You know you want to cum,” says Tabatha.

  “Nooo, I don’t!” Caitlin screams in the middle of an orgasm.

  “Told you, babe. You’re so fucking hot, I’ve got to let you out of these handcuffs.” She reaches over as her beautiful breasts lay on Caitlin’s face and releases the cuffs. Caitlin instantly grabs a hold of Tabatha and begins sucking on her nipples.

  “Come here,” she says. “It’s my turn.” She rolls Tabatha to the bed on her back and begins to softly caress her neck with her mouth, making her way to her stomach and quietly licking her belly button. As she climbs her way down, she spreads Tabatha’s legs. “Wait here,” she says. Moments later she returns with a glass dildo, one of Tabatha’s favorites. “Let me warm it for you,” she says as she places it in her mouth. “This should do the job,” she says with a smirk. Grabbing a hold of this beautifully curved glass dildo, she places it inch by inch inside of Tabatha’s warm, wet pussy. “I love it when your pussy contracts.” She reaches down and places her moist mouth on Tabatha’s clit, and forces the dildo in and out while forcing Tabatha to reach orgasm. Minutes pass and with what seems to be a sure plan indeed, Caitlin leads Tabatha to full orgasm.

  “Oh my God,” she screams out, as she grips the covers and curves her back off the bed.

  Taking the dildo out of Tabatha’s pussy, Caitlin reaches down there for one last lick, causing her to jerk back and scream, “No more!”

  “What’s wrong, baby, do I have you screaming now? Looks like someone has been a naughty girl.”

  Sweaty Time

  The smell of sweat filled the air; clank goes the sound of metal hitting metal. It is mid-evening as Tanya walks into her local gym, trying hard to remember the bigger picture of getting in shape as she musters up the last little bit of energy she has after working all day. Fitted properly in her tight tank top and skimpy shorts, she makes her way on over to the treadmill for a warm up. Setting the pace at a nice slow speed is exactly what she needs in order to get going. Looking around the gym, she notices the regulars who were there every day, same time, like clockwork. “Ugh,” she says to herself, “I really don’t want to be here. I would much rather be on my couch wrapped in a blanket watching TV.”

  After 15 minutes of warming up, she continues on her regular routine of 45 minutes on the elliptical. As she spots an empty machine down at the end, she recognizes Randy, a longtime friend. She climbs aboard the elliptical and says, “Hi, Randy,” as he walks by. “How have you been? It has been a while since we have seen each other.”

  “Good,” he says. “How about you?”

  “Well, you know work right now has me doing a lot of overtime, and I barely have the energy to come here and work out.”

  “I understand,” Randy replies. “The only good thing about overtime is the pay. Anyone special in your life?” he asks.

  “Not since Becky,” she says. “I am still adjusting to being single.”

  “Sorry to hear that you and Becky br
oke up. You two were together for a long time.”

  “Yes,” Tanya replies. “We were together for five years.”

  “Wow, didn’t realize it had been that long. Sorry to hear that, but I believe that you will find love again. You’re an awesome woman and deserve to be loved.”

  Feeling overwhelmed by Randy’s kind words, Tanya thanks him sincerely. “Nice talking to you, Randy.”

  “Nice talking to you. Take care.”

  After 45 minutes of an intense elliptical workout, Tanya grabs a towel and wipes down the machine she had just sweated on. On her way to the locker room, she weighs herself like every week. “Hmm,” she says, “two pounds this week. I’ll take it.” As she turns the corner of the locker room, she notices a very attractive woman who has caught her eye. For a moment she feels guilty for looking but then remembers that she is no longer in a relationship. The woman is standing there completely naked and her hair is draped down her back. She is in the process of putting on her bathing suit. Very carefully this strange, attractive woman bends over to place one foot at a time in her bikini bottoms. Tanya tries not to stare but feels out of control. Her legs are perfectly shaped with just enough muscle definition to enhance her calves. The gap in between her legs makes Tanya feel weak at the thought of having her. The perfectly-shaved pussy that iss slightly exposed has made it hard for Tanya to ignore. Her ass is the perfect size, enough to be able to fit in the palms of her hands. From the side profile you can see the quarter-sized tanned nipples on breasts that look to be about a C-cup. Tanya is actually so taken back that she stands there gazing, not realizing that any moment this strange yet perfect woman could turn around and catch her.

  And then it happens, the moment that she has dreaded. The woman turns around just for a quick moment and catches Tanya staring at her. Instead of being horrified, she smiles as she reaches for her bikini top. “Hi, my name is Sarah,” this voice says as if the voice of angel has spoken.