An Excerpt from "The Invitation"

I just finished a new short story entitled "The Invitation"!  Here is an excerpt!  Read the whole thing at www.michaelalexanderstories.com!  once we get the site up!    

  With delicate fingers Angie unbuttoned the small silver clasp at the front of the shorts.  The zipper came down next and then she began to push them down, shimmying out of the white cotton material.  If anyone had been watching they would have seen a well-rounded ass, almost perfect in color and shape, atop a set of creamy white thighs.  A closer inspection would have revealed another interesting fact: a series of faded welts crisscrossed both cheeks, marring the smooth skin.  Angie stepped out of the shorts, leaving them on the ground beneath her.  She looked back up at Kat, standing totally naked.  Something new appeared in Kat’s hand and the dark brunette cringed as Kat held it out.

            “Really?” Angie asked, her voice almost a whimper.

            “Oh yeah.  You’re going to have to learn not to leave your keys at home.”  Kat said, the smile disappearing from her face.  “And every time you do this it will get just a bit worse.  You should be happy it’s just the nipple clamps this time.  Next time you do this I’m going to hand you a ten inch dildo.”  Kat shook out the nipple clamps, two small metal alligator clips connected with a chain.  Angie reached out and took them, wincing at the thought of the metal teeth biting into her delicate nubs. She pinched the ends, one in each hand, and lifted them up to her breasts.  It didn’t make sense to wait, since the longer she took to finish her punishment, the more likely it was that she would be seen.  She let the first clamp close and she hissed as a sharp rush of pain burgeoned in her right breast.  She flinched slightly and then let the other clamp shut, her eyes closing as she adjusted to the biting pressure.  The sound of her keys falling on the concrete floor of the balcony forced her back to the present and she opened her eyes just in time to see the door closing.  The sound of the lock turning made her sigh.

            She looked down at the ground.  Her shorts and shirt were gone, leaving her the backpack, purse, and fallen keys.  She bent down quickly and snatched everything up, fumbling to find the key to the apartment.  It slipped into the lock and she pushed the door open, stumbling into the cool apartment as she hastened inside.