peek is not available, but please just
fantasize about two rock hard alpha males and the sensual art of contemporary Shibari.
My insides twist into knots just thinking about it.
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I’ve been married to my teenage heartthrob for many years, and we
are at the mercy of our two dogs who demand biscuits and obedience or we are
punished.
I love reading erotica and BDSM stories. Safe sex, safe words, and
intelligence in choosing your partner (s) are a must. Communication is the key
to all good relationships and happy, red assed subs don’t hurt either. Well
maybe a little.
Be safe, be smart, and be happy.
PS.
I have included a sneak peek at the first book about Damian and Lydia if you
haven’t read it. “One Dom at a Time” Book I of the Club El Diablo series.
One
Dom at a Time
Chapter One
The whip snapped with just enough force to bring a low cry from
Angela. When I used the twelve foot Australian leather in a scene it always
drew a large crowd. I heard their breathing and I could feel the sexual
excitement in the air. I stayed in the zone and so did my sweet sub; Angela was
one of my favorites to work with.
Moisture beaded along my hairline as my arm came up and flicked
the whip again. Red welts systematically appeared down her body; just enough to
leave a fine line but never break the skin. This is what the members of the
Mediterranean Club paid for. Though calling it a club was going slightly
overboard.
MC was a BDSM dive. I had worked here for three years and done
everything from tend bar to discipline subs. My current role of enacting scenes
for the questionable crowd was my favorite. I blanked out the whispered voices,
the smell of sex, and too many bodies. Angela needed me.
I was fortunate the owner appreciated the crowd I brought in and
let me decorate, clean, and maintain my own alcove. I also had a small office
off the back where I could soothe and comfort my patrons after I finished
breaking down their submissive barriers.
I gave Angela a brief respite so I could adjust the speed of the
vibrator clenched within her tight pussy. Her moans became louder and I rotated
my wrist ready for the next round with the whip. Snap ; I loved the sound
when it popped against flesh.
Finally she could no longer hold back her screams and she found
release; her orgasm rippling through her body carrying the crowd with her. Many
of the watchers pulled their subs aside to private areas for a small moment of
relief before the next show started. I had one more exhibition for the evening
and then I could go home. I hadn’t used my vibrator in more than a week and I
needed a little fantasy time.
I removed the juicy pleasure toy from between Angela’s legs and
assisted Raul in releasing the sobbing woman from her bindings. He carried her
nude body into my small private domain and gently placed her on a tall padded
bench.
"I'll take it from here Raul, thank you."
"Yes Mistress Lydia." His eyes never looked into mine.
Angela lay down on her side shuddering and trying to control her
emotions.
I walked over, ran my hand gently through her hair, and helped her
sit up to take the sip of the water I offered.
"Thank you Mistress."
“You did wonderful tonight Angela, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you
more beautiful and responsive.” I kissed her on the cheek then took out a
bottle of my own special blend of oil to coat the red welts I left on her skin.
I also wanted to make sure I hadn’t caused any lasting damage. There was no
sign of blood or torn skin but I liked to assure myself my subs were okay
before they left my private room.
"Lay back sweetheart and I'll get you fixed up so you feel
better."
"Yes Mistress."
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