Imagine!

‘Imagine’  is the title of  song by the late Beatle, John Lennon, and it’s  the title of an arts programme on TV, but most importantly it’s what I’m going to ask you to do now.

 

Imagine that you are a young female, what shall we  call you, Emma, and you are ripe and juicy and so suffused with sex that every man who sees you becomes little more than a crucible of lust and a walking erection and all girls want to be you.

 

 

But there’s another girl out there, and her name is Sarah, and she’s different from you but also so desirable that when you see her you know that you have to have to mingle your juices with hers and make sweet music with her lovely body.

 

 

You contrive a meeting,  and almost immediately the air is alive with the electricity that sparks between you. She wants you as badly as you want her. Soon the two of you find yourselves kissing,

 

 

it  is quite unavoidable, then there is the first shy undressing,

 

and eventually you  reach that stage where all inhibition has gone and the two of  you embark on a journey of sexual exploration, fondling and fingering, and licking each other’s glistening pudenda’s till they glow.

But there’s  a problem! Sarah has a boyfriend, in his own way as desirable as you,

 

and you resent it. Your mirror tells you daily that you are the fairest of them all, so  why should you have to put up with having  a rival? You try all sorts of ways to persuade her to give him up. Eventually you resort to spanking her,

 

 

but she  won’t  change  her  mind, but as you find you rather enjoy spanking her,  you do it again and again.

 

You make a plan and contrive to meet her man. When you do electricity sparks between you and soon the two of you embark on a on a journey of sexual exploration, fondling and fingering and having him doing all the things with you that Sarah can’t.

 

 

 

But  he  doesn’t know that you  and his girlfriend having been doing similar things, and when he finds out that you have seduced him deliberately to come between him and Sarah he resorts to spanking you,

 

 

 

 and as he finds her rather enjoys spanking you he does it again and again.

 

  

 

Then  Sarah finds out about you and her man and you have the sort of row that  involves fingernails and handbags and other weapons of mass destruction, and the two of you part, never to see each other again.

 

 

 

Or so you think. Some years later you get a job. All is going well and out of habit you start using your female wiles to enchant most of the work force, posing and posturing and generally causing havoc.

 

 

But what you didn’t know was that the principal manager was away when you were  interviewed, and when she comes back, it’s Sarah!. One look from her and you know it’s pay back time. Every opportunity she gets Sarah finds demeaning and painful ways to punish and humiliate you  in front of the other staff,

 

 

 

often making you wait in her office , bent knickerless over her desk in full view of whoever might come in and out as you await your next punishment.

 

 

 

But then you gradually start to realise that you brought all this on yourself and that you deserve it. After that, whenever Sarah orders you into her office for another long spanking across her knee, you find that you are pleasantly excited and moist between the  legs.

 

So is there a moral to this story? Absolutely not!  It was just that the thought of writing something like this made me feel really horny!