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First off, I must warn against reading the fiction blog entries at work. Even working at Babeland, it's tough to be so aroused at your desk! Many thanks to the sexy minds who penned and submitted such fabulous distractions.Secondly, let's hear it for our September winner "Sweet Surprise" by Gwen Masters. Gwen Masters is a professional writer who loves playing with toys, especially if they are the kind that light that fire in her man's eyes. When she's not romping between the sheets, she writes about it. For more on Gwen and her work, visit her website at www.gwenmasters.net.And finally, don't be shy about submitting your own erotica for consideration. Please keep to the guidelines, and if we haven't selected your previous story, send in another. We're choosing only one per month, but reading lots of great porn. To enter, send an email to sextoyerotica@babeland.com Check here for the guidelines. (Trust me, this job's a turn on, but it ain't easy!) Until next month, enjoy September's winner!

Sweet Surpriseby Gwen MastersI walked slowly to the side of the bed. Cody looked up at me. He was tied to the headboard with soft leather cuffs. He was completely naked, just the way I liked him.I held up the new toy. Cody's eyes wandered over it, from the red, round disc at the end, down to the handle in my hand. I lifted it to my face, ran it over my nose, smiled at him. It looked so innocent, but he knew better. I licked the riding crop as though it really was a Lollipop.He swallowed hard. His breath came faster. His cock surged harder. I looked at it with approval, and when my eyes wandered back to his, he was blushing.I love it when he blushes.I trailed the round disc over his skin, letting him get a feel for it. I could see the wheels turning in his head, the certainty that I was going to use that on him, and that it wasn?t going to feel nearly as gentle when I used it in the manner in which it was intended. I slapped him lightly once, in the center of his chest, and he couldn?t bite his lip quickly enough to stifle the startled moan.This was going to be good.I tapped a trail down his belly. I tapped harder as I approached the place that made him squirm. He opened his mouth to speak when the disc landed on the sensitive spot right above his cock. I looked at him, and he looked at me. He shut his mouth.?Good boy,? I whispered, so lightly that he would wonder if I had really said the words at all.I started down the inside of one thigh. I was pleasantly surprised when he overcame his instincts and spread his legs for me, giving me more room to play. I rewarded him by placing my free hand across his mouth. His tongue flickered out to taste my skin. I slapped that little disc down hard against the inside of his thigh. His whole body jumped. He moaned behind my hand. I didn?t bother to look at him, because I knew what I would see: the wildness in his eyes, the set of his jaw, and the pleasure written all over his face, regardless of how much he might protest. I slapped him again, this time close enough to his balls to make him nervous. He whimpered. He squirmed. The strength of his arms against the leather cuffs made the whole bed sing.?You like that, don?t you, you little slut?? Lollipop Cody went silent behind my hand. His silence always held the affirmative.?You want more??Cody didn?t make a sound.I ran the disc up his thigh, a series of gentle smacks that became harder as they reached the apex of his legs. Then down the other leg, retreating with the vigor, only to bring it back more forcefully on my way up. I surprised him by not lingering, but moving upward with a lightning stroke and touching him right in the center of his chest, then bouncing the disc off first one nipple, then the other. Harder. Harder still, until he was squirming all over the bed.?God, yes,? he cried.I looked down at him. His jaw was clenched. His chest was rising with every hard breath. The pulse pounded at his throat. The story in his eyes said he wanted to fight back, he wanted to let me win, he wanted to devour me and burn up with lust all at the same time.?More,? he begged.I lifted the disc to my lips. I kissed the Lollipop. I watched his eyes. I flicked it through the air. We both listened to the whistling sound. ?Tell me.??I?m yours,? Cody said immediately. ?I?m your slut.? Whack.?I?m your whore.? Whack. ?You can do anything you want." Whack. ?I want it. God, I want it too, I want it so much.?The sounds went on and on in counterpoint, first his and then mine. By the time I got down to his cock, he was whimpering more than begging, and I was breathing hard. I lifted the disc above his hardness and he looked at me, his eyes still burning with that indescribable fire, no longer wondering if I would do it, because he was too far gone into pleasure to ever consider that I would not.?Yours,? he said.e forcefully on my way up. I surprised him by not lingering, but moving upward with a lightning stroke and touching him right in the center of his chest, then bouncing the disc off first one nipple, then the other. Harder. Harder still, until he was squirming all over the bed.?God, yes,? he cried.I looked down at him. His jaw was clenched. His chest was rising with every hard breath. The pulse pounded at his throat. The story in his eyes said he wanted to fight back, he wanted to let me win, he wanted to devour me and burn up with lust all at the same time.?More,? he begged.I lifted the disc to my lips. I kissed the Lollipop. I watched his eyes. I flicked it through the air. We both listened to the whistling sound. ?Tell me.??I?m yours,? Cody said immediately. ?I?m your slut.? Whack.?I?m your whore.? Whack. ?You can do anything you want." Whack. ?I want it. God, I want it too, I want it so much.?The sounds went on and on in counterpoint, first his and then mine. By the time I got down to his cock, he was whimpering more than begging, and I was breathing hard. I lifted the disc above his hardness and he looked at me, his eyes still burning with that indescribable fire, no longer wondering if I would do it, because he was too far gone into pleasure to ever consider that I would not.?Yours,? he said.