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I know... I know! I should be working on Chained... and I am. But the other day this little gem popped into my head -bites lip- and now it wants me to make it its own story!
But anyhow, enough babbling from me. This is the first totally NC-17 story I've ever written... though the first chapter is uh, a little tame?
Title: Untitled for now...
Author: DemonicSymphony
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Well you know its got to be Beckett and someone... just you read :P
Summary: Caught in the act by her husband, a married woman and her paramour wait...
Warnings: It's going to be a smutty bondagey story!
Edited the ending... stupid LJ ate a small (but in my opinion, good!) edit.
His finely shaped hand with its beautiful fingers rested between her shoulder blades. He held her against his legs, though he really didn’t need to. Her small arms were wrapped about his leg, her head tucked against his thigh as she squirmed. His other hand came down again on her upturned rear with a resounding ‘smack’ in the office.
She moaned again, her breath coming in ragged gasps as his warmed fingers probed between her legs. He took in a hissing breath as he felt the wetness combined with her heat. God how he wanted to feel that enveloping him…
He felt her teeth on his leg through his breeches. He growled as she nipped at him while pushing back against his fingers, trying to capture them with the heat he so wanted to feel. He came down upon her rear with another loud smack. This time she gave a sharp cry of pain and he grinned wickedly. He pulled her off his lap and deposited her on the floor in front of him. She gazed up at him from her kneeling position.
Both of their heads snapped up at the sound of someone clearing his throat. Her face went scarlet before going white and she ducked her head as her paramour let out a gasp. For standing in the doorway to the office where they were was the woman’s husband.
The man that had just been spanking her couldn’t believe his eyes. He wished he could die right then and there. He’d hang for this.
Oona, sitting in nothing more than her shift was terrified. What would he do to them? Would they both hang?
The man shut the door behind him and stalked towards his wife. Oona gazed at the floor as she shifted to kneel at his feet. Her head was bowed and he noticed the tears that caught the light like little crystals. He reached down and stroked her hair gently as he spoke. His voice was soothing, not hard and angry like she’d expected.
“Pet, I’ve been neglecting you and for that I am sorry. You’ll be punished for this… but quit letting those thoughts of hanging or whatever other ghastly images you have run through your head.”
She looked up at him before flinging herself against him and hugging his legs tightly. He chuckled as he shifted to keep from falling. His hand continued to pet her hair as he felt her tears soak through the thigh of his trousers.
“As for you James Norrington… I would have never thought you would enjoy some of the darker delights of the bedroom. You have two choices. You can hang for inappropriate advances on my wife or you can join Oona in service to me.”
His look was absolutely feral as he watched James. The taller man paled substantially before finally finding his voice.
“Lord Beckett, even though I don’t deserve it… may I have twenty-four hours to consider?”
Beckett smirked thoughtfully as he spoke, his voice low.
“You may have twenty-four hours, but the first twelve of them will be spent in servitude. If you decide that you can not handle it you will spend the next twelve in jail before your hanging. I’ll allow you to spend the next twelve doing whatever pleases you though, if you decide to become mine. That is, unless you'd rather me have you escorted to a cell right now".
James shook his head just barely enough to indicate a 'no' and Beckett smirked knowingly. He tugged gently on Oona's hair and beckoned them both to come with him.
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
But anyhow, enough babbling from me. This is the first totally NC-17 story I've ever written... though the first chapter is uh, a little tame?
Title: Untitled for now...
Author: DemonicSymphony
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Well you know its got to be Beckett and someone... just you read :P
Summary: Caught in the act by her husband, a married woman and her paramour wait...
Warnings: It's going to be a smutty bondagey story!
Edited the ending... stupid LJ ate a small (but in my opinion, good!) edit.
His finely shaped hand with its beautiful fingers rested between her shoulder blades. He held her against his legs, though he really didn’t need to. Her small arms were wrapped about his leg, her head tucked against his thigh as she squirmed. His other hand came down again on her upturned rear with a resounding ‘smack’ in the office.
She moaned again, her breath coming in ragged gasps as his warmed fingers probed between her legs. He took in a hissing breath as he felt the wetness combined with her heat. God how he wanted to feel that enveloping him…
He felt her teeth on his leg through his breeches. He growled as she nipped at him while pushing back against his fingers, trying to capture them with the heat he so wanted to feel. He came down upon her rear with another loud smack. This time she gave a sharp cry of pain and he grinned wickedly. He pulled her off his lap and deposited her on the floor in front of him. She gazed up at him from her kneeling position.
Both of their heads snapped up at the sound of someone clearing his throat. Her face went scarlet before going white and she ducked her head as her paramour let out a gasp. For standing in the doorway to the office where they were was the woman’s husband.
The man that had just been spanking her couldn’t believe his eyes. He wished he could die right then and there. He’d hang for this.
Oona, sitting in nothing more than her shift was terrified. What would he do to them? Would they both hang?
The man shut the door behind him and stalked towards his wife. Oona gazed at the floor as she shifted to kneel at his feet. Her head was bowed and he noticed the tears that caught the light like little crystals. He reached down and stroked her hair gently as he spoke. His voice was soothing, not hard and angry like she’d expected.
“Pet, I’ve been neglecting you and for that I am sorry. You’ll be punished for this… but quit letting those thoughts of hanging or whatever other ghastly images you have run through your head.”
She looked up at him before flinging herself against him and hugging his legs tightly. He chuckled as he shifted to keep from falling. His hand continued to pet her hair as he felt her tears soak through the thigh of his trousers.
“As for you James Norrington… I would have never thought you would enjoy some of the darker delights of the bedroom. You have two choices. You can hang for inappropriate advances on my wife or you can join Oona in service to me.”
His look was absolutely feral as he watched James. The taller man paled substantially before finally finding his voice.
“Lord Beckett, even though I don’t deserve it… may I have twenty-four hours to consider?”
Beckett smirked thoughtfully as he spoke, his voice low.
“You may have twenty-four hours, but the first twelve of them will be spent in servitude. If you decide that you can not handle it you will spend the next twelve in jail before your hanging. I’ll allow you to spend the next twelve doing whatever pleases you though, if you decide to become mine. That is, unless you'd rather me have you escorted to a cell right now".
James shook his head just barely enough to indicate a 'no' and Beckett smirked knowingly. He tugged gently on Oona's hair and beckoned them both to come with him.
Chapter 2
Chapter 3