Okay, you all wanted it... so, here it is! This is the sequel to my story A
Spanking Good Affair, starring Lucien LaCroix and Amanda Cohen. Since the last
story was about spanking, I figured I had to up the ante in this one if I
wanted to keep you all happy. It isn't pure decadence, despite the Convent
that I belong to, but I did try!

Many thanks to my proofreaders, Sister Delight and Novice Joyance, I hope I
haven't completely altered Amanda Cohen's image for them with this story. I
know that I can't watch her on the show without wondering how I could have
broken up her happy marriage and paired her up with LaCroix! What would Nick
say? Well, that's for another story!

I don't own any of these characters. TBTP at Sony and FK do, but I'm borrowing
them for a bit. I hope you like what I've done with them.

This story is also dedicated to MicheleNA and Jinxie, two of the most ardent
Luscious Lovers on this planet. I'm sure you all know who Luscious is and why
he should be loved!


Whipped And Creamed (LaCroix/Cohen)
By: Mother Superior/Sister Dementia
(Monique Kraft)(MrsMech@aol.com)



Amanda sighed contentedly and walked into her office. She tossed her purse on
the chair in the corner and plopped down into the one behind her desk. Her
night with Lucien LaCroix had been like none other that she had ever
experienced. He had opened her mind to endless possibilities, and although she
wasn't sure if she would ever even see him again... she was grateful for his
attentions. The phone rang and drew her mind back to the task at hand. She
picked the handpiece up and smiled into the receiver as she answered. "Cohen
here."


Nick and Schanke both jumped in their chairs as they heard their captain
screaming into the phone.

Nick leaned forward, nodding towards his partner sitting directly across at
his own desk. "Do you want to stick around for that?"

Schanke shook his head. "No way man, let's pray for a homicide!" 

Just at that moment, Nick's phone rang. He picked it up and spoke. His voice
became excitable and happy. "A double homicide? Cool!" He tempered his tone.
"I mean, oh, okay." He smiled at Schanke. "We'll be there as soon as we can."
He hung up the phone and started to jerk his coat on.

Schanke grabbed his own overcoat and practically ran out of the station, close
on Nick's heels.


Amanda slammed her phone down and swung her chair around so that her face
wasn't visible to the rest of the inhabitants outside of her office. She
looked up at the ceiling, took a few deep breaths and tried to hold her tears
at bay. She stood up from her chair, blinked back the tears that were brimming
in her eyes despite the attempts to stop them, picked up her purse and left
her office. She approached one of the senior detectives. "I'm not feeling
well, so I'm going to take a sick day."

He looked at her in sympathy. Although the first news had only leaked out
little over a week ago, the rumours of her impending divorce had spread
through the precinct quickly. "Sure thing, it's a slow night anyway."

Amanda started when she heard the desk clerk shouting. She turned, her mouth
turned up into a small smile.

The desk clerk was trying to stop Lucien from going any further into the room,
shouting all the way. "You can't just come in here without telling me who you
are!"

Lucien stopped, a little less than five feet away from Amanda, and turned to
the clerk. "I am here to see a friend, if that is against the law," He held
out his hands, palms up, "Then please, do arrest me." He turned back to
Amanda, a sly smile on his face. "Although, I would much rather that you do
the honours, Amanda. I know you have a pair of handcuffs, and a gun."

Amanda Cohen, Captain of an entire precinct, mother of a young daughter, and a
woman on the verge of divorce blushed quite red at his innuendo. She nodded to
the young desk clerk. "It's all right, he's a... uh, friend of mine." 

Lucien smiled mischievously at her choice of words. "That I am."

"I was just leaving, Lucien. I'm not feeling well." She walked in the
direction that he had just come from; he followed, very closely.

Lucien took her elbow in his hand and fell into step with her. "Well then, I
guess it's fate that I decided to stop by. I would like nothing better than to
take you home and tuck you into bed."

She stopped, turned to say something to him, and just smiled instead. The look
on his face told her exactly what he would do before he got the last corner of
her blanket tucked in. The pit of her stomach positively tingled!


Lucien pulled Amanda into his arms once they reached the parking lot, his kiss
searing with the cold of his vampire condition. His tongue licked against
hers, his hands exploring her body.

She let her own hands run over his skin, through his hair, and over his
shoulders. When he finally parted from her, all she could do was smile and try
to catch her breath.

He smiled at her reaction and ran his index finger against her cheek. "I would
like to take you somewhere Amanda, and I would like to make love to you as the
last time we were together. Is that all right with you?"

She nodded; her nipples had already hardened and her panties were wet with the
anticipation. "I would like that very much."

"Good, then close your eyes and sleep." He trained his senses on her
heartbeat, his voice becoming a whisper, his will now hers. Lucien looked
around to make sure that no one was watching, then he scooped her into his
arms and took flight.



Amanda's eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the darkness of the room. She could
see what looked to be hundreds of candles around the room, each giving off the
scent of vanilla. She was about to move when she realized that her hands were
bound above her and she was in a standing position, her body fully naked. She
looked around and saw Lucien's beautiful blue eyes smiling back at her.
"What's going on? Why am I like this?" Part of her was scared, and the other
part was excited at what he might have in mind for her.

He came around and stood at her side. "You fell asleep on the ride over, so I
brought you in and made you comfortable." He moved to stand behind her,
reached around and ran his fingers over her breasts.

Her nipples hardened into nubs and she moaned, despite her fear. "How can you
say I'm comfortable when you've got me shackled?"

He smiled and nipped at her back. "When we last talked, I could tell that you
were very much the dominant one in all of your relationships, personal and
professional. I wondered what your heart's deepest wish would be, if you could
be offered to be freed of your responsibilities." He moved to stand face to
face with her, his lips closing in on hers as his voice lowered to a whisper.
"Would you still want to be in charge, or would you want to be dominated?" He
kissed her ever so gently, his lips cool and smooth. "Would you want to be
hurt, or would you want to do the hurting?" He nipped at her lips with his
teeth, his canines firmly retracted but his growing desire calling for them to
drop. "I know you liked the pain I inflicted upon you the other night, but I
suspect that you yearn for a higher plane. Am I correct?" He slowly began to
kiss her face, her lips, her neck. His tongue licked at the vein that throbbed
just under the surface, his penis hardening at the pulse he could feel there. 

Amanda moaned loudly as he made his way down her body, his lips and tongue
taking turns devouring each exposed inch of her. She had never felt
comfortable with her nakedness. Having been the child of a demure and self-
conscious woman, Amanda had never been taught that she could be beautiful
despite what convention told her. His tongue slowly traced a circle around her
belly button, and her legs turned to jelly. How was it that in so many years
of marriage, her husband hadn't been able to find one of the erogenous zones
that this almost stranger had been able to locate within two meetings of her?
Her mind went numb, as did her limbs, when he reached her wet core. 

Lucien knelt before her, his desire for her apparent in his eyes and the hard
mass within his pants. He moved in and smelled her, his nostrils buried deeply
in her pubic hairs. He didn't have to look into a mirror to know that his eyes
were golden, but he didn't care... he just wanted her. He began to lick her,
his fingers parting her vaginal lips to give him full access to her juices. He
tasted her, his tongue lightly exploring the contours of her. She tasted sweet
to his heightened senses, knowing that her blood was rushing through to her
clit to engorge it with arousal. His tongue probed inside her sex; he pressed
into her as far as he could and lapped at the cream of her excitement as it
ran freely from her newest orgasm. When he was sure that she was descending
from her crest, he moved away and wiped at his face. He looked up at her and
smiled devilishly as she finally opened her eyes. He made sure to look away
when her eyes contacted with his, sure that she would dismiss the colour as a
reflection from the many candles.

She screamed out as her body shook and came, his tongue still inside her. When
he moved away, the cool air of his breath tickled her swollen clit, she
finally found her voice and was able to look down at him. "Why... Why did you
say you would hurt me? You've done the exact opposite tonight." She didn't
know why she was asking the question, but her body yearned for more and she
needed to know if he was going to follow through.

He laughed low and closed his eyes as he stood and walked behind her. He
leaned in and whispered into her ear. "Because, I know what you really want."
He reached behind him and picked up something from a small table. "You are so
in control at work, as well as at home with your husband. Can you deny that
for one moment in your life, you wanted him to show you the pain your heart so
desires?"

Amanda was about to agree with him when she heard a loud snap and felt what
seemed like tentacles contact her back. She gasped out and screamed, it felt
so good. She could feel the welts forming on her back, the sensations
spreading out and taking over her entire body.

Lucien blew on the reddened skin and smiled as she arched her back. "Did you
like that?" When she didn't answer, he walked to stand in front of her. His
eyes had gone back to blue, the vampire fully under control, and he looked
straight at her. "Do you want me to stop?" He carefully articulated every word
to make sure that she didn't misinterpret what he meant. He had no intentions
of stopping, but he was interested in how she felt about the situation.

Tears began to form in her eyes, but her lips came into a smile. "Please,
don't stop."

He raised one eyebrow, happy to know that the experience would be of mutual
enjoyment. "Good." He moved back around her and began to whip her hard until
her skin began to bleed.

With each lashing, she could feel all five of the leather extensions. Her
orgasms became too numerous to count, each blending into the other. If Lucien
hadn't stopped when he did, Amanda would have passed out from the ecstasy. Her
legs were like rubber beneath her body and her head rolled around on her neck
as if it had no bones for support. She could feel every hair on her skin, each
vessel of blood rushing through her veins, remember things that she had
forgotten to put in on her college application essays.

Lucien dropped the whip where he stood and reached up to release her bonds.
She fell into his arms, her hands dropping to her sides. He lay her on the
ground and began to take his clothes off; he needed to be inside of her, to
satisfy his hunger.

Amanda winced as the carpet, plush as it may be, scratched her wounds. Despite
all that had passed, she still felt the need to feel him fill her completely.
She reached out and pulled him to her as he moved down, his weight on her made
the carpet fibers grind against her. She sighed as he eased his shaft deeply
inside her.

Lucien began to rock against her, his penis full with erection. He could smell
the blood on her back and pulled out of her long enough to turn her over. 

Amanda was taken completely off guard as he flipped her over and took her
anally. She gasped as he jerked her up onto her knees and began to ram his
cock in and out of her. She had never thought of having this done to her, but
as his pre-cum began to lubricate her, she started to rock against him and
fall into synch. Her fingers curled under and her nails dug into her palms,
her breathing became laboured and her chest tight.

Lucien leaned forward and began to lick the blood off of her back as his
thickness invaded her anus. He could tell that she had never experienced one
of his most favourite positions. Her mind became one with his as he consumed
her blood. He felt her pain, every love she had ever known, her disappointment
and triumphs, what she had forgotten to include on her College application
essays. Her lifeforce mingled with his and caused his climax to erupt within
him, his semen exploding into her as he took one last lick from her wounds.

It took Amanda a moment to regain her breath. She wasn't sure if she had
enjoyed the last part of their lovemaking. It had been such a foreign
experience for her, and she guessed it would take a while to get used to the
act.

Lucien pulled out of her and clasped his hands against her breasts. He pulled
Amanda onto her knees and against his nakedness. They sat in silence for at
least ten minutes before he finally spoke. "What made you so ill earlier
tonight?" He had already gleaned the answer from her blood, but he wanted her
to say it out loud.

She turned her head and looked at him, surprise in her eyes. "My husband
called just before you showed up and said that he wanted to come back home; he
said I still needed him." She couldn't believe how Lucien could detach himself
from the situation so quickly. She wanted to ask if he would ever allow her to
dominate him but she already knew the answer... no one dominated Lucien
LaCroix. However, she didn't mind in the slightest.

"What did you tell him?" He made her lean against his chest.

"I said that I didn't want him back, and that I deserved better." She sighed
and smiled at his next comment. 

He kissed the side of her neck and whispered into her ear. "Good, because I
would hate to have to dispatch with him when I come calling for you." He
turned her head so that he could kiss her, his penis becoming hard again. "I
will call for you, my dear Amanda." He turned her entire body so that he could
place her legs on either side of his thighs. "And you will come."

She sighed and nodded. 

She would always come for him.


The End


P.S.: You decide if she is going to COME for him or CUM for him, I'm being
snotty tonight! :-P


Mother Superior/Sister
Dementia*DSS*http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Academy/3265*Wife 21 in Nick's
Harem*Proud Nick and Nat Packer**Protector of The Honour*NA Enthusiast*FkN*