"The Treasure Of The Silkworm",

By Dirk

You have no idea, little silkworm.

Soon, your offspring will hatch from their eggs and grow to handsomely larvae.

With precious and fragile strands they will shroud their bodies, to begin their metamorphosis.

Though, the tale isn’t at its end, here. What happens next with your cocoon; you have no idea.

Being coiled and cleansed by human hands, it will be woven into noble cloth.

A silken scarf, permitted to stroke her delicate skin.

Tenderly it grazes along her beautiful features, gliding lightly across her eyes until she is wrapped in darkness.

A darkness in which she can let go of herself.

I envy the noble silk, the way it caress her delicate skin, because I cannot---not yet…

However, if the silken strands are woven thicker and worked to a cord, one will gain a rope of amazing litheness and firmness.

A rope, which will grant hold to her, when she lets go of herself.

Freely, it will explore her body bit by bit. Elegantly it snakes across her skin, capturing her with fascination, tying… and binding her.

The rope gifts her with strong hold, so she can let go of herself completely.

I envy the silken rope, because it touches her in a way I cannot---not yet...

I see her before my eyes, she is so beautiful.

The candlelight gives her skin a warm and silken shimmer.

She lets the rope carry her, let her body fall into the silken web. The image begins to fade, and there they lie...the silken ropes and the black silken blindfold.

Lonely, just a dream---for now...

[ READER 1: (Standing up from computer.) Hey, there's no story here.

READER 2: (Looking over his shoulder in disbelief.) Shucks, I was in the mood for one of his stories.

READER 1: (Turning off computer and also turning off lamp to save energy.) It just goes to show you can't trust that guy.

READER 2: (Fumbling in the dark and wishing

READER 1 had remembered to light candles before turning off lamp.) Maybe he was busy.

READER 1: (Also fumbling in the dark but not looking for candles.) We could turn the computer back on and read somebody else's stories.

READER 2: (Lighting candles and not too upset by READER 1's fumbling.) Nah. I'm not in the mood to read about canings and righteous punishments.

READER 1: (Leading READER 2 in slow waltz to music they alone can hear.) How about some of the comments and discussions?

READER 2: (Executing slow twirl that would make Fred and Ginger green with envy.) Not tonight. I want something romantic.

READER 1: (Maneuvering READER 2 towards the couch.) There's not too many romantic stories about spanking.

READER 2: (Falling onto couch and into READER 1's arms.) There should be.

READER 1: (Lips busy on READER 2's)

READER 2: (See previous comment.)

READER 1: (Speaking while moving kisses down

READER 2's neck.) How can a spanking be romantic?

READER 2: (Opening buttons on blouse just before

READER 1's kisses get there.) I don't know. It always seems to be associated with punishment.

READER 1: (Gently peeling READER 2's blouse off her shoulders.) That's the idea, isn't it? Spankings are supposed to hurt.

READER 2: (Glad she didn't wear a bra and have to go through long and complicated process of unhooking it before READER 1 turned his kisses into gentle nibbles.) Not always.

READER 1: (Nibbling gently.) What do you mean?

READER 2: (Moving herself away from gentle nibbling and laying across READER 1's lap.) How about spanking as a part of foreplay?

READER 1: (Lifting the hem of READER 2's skirt.) I see. The spankee gets turned after her punishment.

READER 2: (Lifting herself up so READER 1 can remove her panties.) That's not what I had in mind.

READER 1: (Idly caressing READER 2's quivering bottom.) Are you talking about women who get turned by the humiliation of submitting to a spanking?

READER 2: (Gasping softly as READER 1 gently slaps aforementioned quivering bottom.) Getting a spanking isn't necessarily humiliating.

READER 1: (Slapping a bit harder.) I imagine it would be if she was getting spanked by a stranger.

READER 2: (Feeling warmth of READER 1's loving assault.) There's no doubt about that but if it were someone she loves. That's a different story.

READER 1: (Moving his swats to cover a little more territory.) So when someone she loves sentences her to be spanked for her misdeeds she doesn't feel humiliated? How can she let him treat her like a child and not feel even the tiniest bit of humiliation?

READER 2: (Breathing heavier.) Who said anything about her lover sentencing her to anything? What's wrong with a spanking for it's own sake?

READER 1: (Softly rubbing the now warm and reddened area.) A spanking for no reason?

READER 2: (Opening legs to let READER 1 rub unreddened, but still warm none the less, area.) I think you're missing the point.

READER 1: (Moving hand to invited area.) O.K. I've got it. A spanking because her Master wants to see her suffer and she gets off on the pain.

READER 2: (Raising her hips as READER 1's fingers probe her.) No, I don't think that's what I mean either.

READER 1: (Assisting READER 2 to her feet while, with soft kisses and gentle hands, unzipping her skirt and letting it slide to the floor.) Then we're back to the beginning. How can a spanking be romantic?

READER 2: (Candlelight reflecting off her naked body as she breathlessly returns READER 1's kisses and helps him add his clothes to a growing pile.) Maybe a spanking a lover gives to her. Not to hurt but just to sting a little and get her all turned on.

READER 1: (Bending his head lower.) Sort of like an extension of the mild pain when he bites her nipples?

READER 2: (Sighing in rising excitement as she holds

READER 1's head close to her chest so he can demonstrate last comment by nibbling certain swollen parts of her anatomy.) Yes. The heat of the spanking radiates to the center of her sex and makes her want him even more.

READER 1: (Slowly drawing READER 2 to lie face down on simulated bear skin rug and adding a few more swats to her perky bottom.) So you're saying a spanking like that isn't any form of punishment or humiliation at all. Just another part of making love as opposed to having sex?

READER 2: (Reveling in his gentle but stinging ministrations.) Now you've got it. It is a spanking of love.

READER 1: (Rolling READER 2 onto her back where she welcomes him with open arms and legs.) So that's a romantic spanking. Who would ever believe something like that?

READER 2: (Small gasp of delight as READER 1 enters her and they begin long and sweet coupling.) Nobody. Maybe it's silly idea after all.

CANDLE: (Flickering out.) ]

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