Saturday, July 16, 2016

Christmas in July ~ Winter Magic


There's magic in the air...

Kalum Truesdale is willing to take the leap and mate. Fawn Hawthorne has been at his finger tips for months now since his return, but the timid wolf rebuffs him at every turn. With the Winter Solstice right around the corner, he's got a couple of tricks up his sleeves to finally catch the elusive wolf.

Fawn Hawthorne isn't ready for a mate. After years of torture, all she wants is to be left alone. However, the handsome and persistent Kalum Truesdale, isn't willing to let her hide. So, when presents start arriving in the days leading up to the Solstice, Fawn has a decision to make. Take what Kalum is offering her, happiness and love. Or continue to fear the world around her while always wondering, what if?


“Hello?” The alarm chimed seconds after Kalum called out. His heavy footfalls echoed against her hardwood floors. “Your welcome light is off, sugar.”

His scent filled her workspace. The clean, crisp smell wrapped around her, draping her in its safety. Her mind betrayed her, encouraging her to use him as a security blanket of sorts. “Well you weren’t due here for another half hour so….” She shrugged. Taking another bite of breakfast, she frowned and smacked her lips together. God, she hated oatmeal.

“Right. Sorry. I have a guy I need to meet in Rapid City about a couple head of cattle. Here.” He handed over his information and a small four-by-four box.

“What’s this?” She eyed the plain box suspiciously.

“Don’t know, sug. Why don’t you open it?” Kalum sat in the chair across from her and extended his lean yet muscular legs. The cocky gleam in his eyes along with his relaxed posture unnerved her.

“How about no. Now” —she pushed her bowl away from her—“are you buying today or selling?”

He scratched his chin. The rasp of his scruffy beard sent a shiver down her spine. Kalum stared at her, narrowing his eyes before he shifted and sat up a bit as though contemplating a chess move or a new strategy with which to approach her. The top three buttons on his plaid shirt were open, exposing the white thermal underneath. Why did she feel disappointed at not being able to glimpse his sun-kissed flesh? Or the smattering of coarse chest hair? God, how many nights had she imagined running her fingers through it while wrapped in his embrace? His hands on her body, caressing her.

“Selling,” he said, jolting her out of her thoughts. “The spring brought me five bulls and six heifers. I’ve already got my studs. I don’t need more. As luck has it, this fellow does.”

“Great,” she answered while opening his file on the laptop. “Anything else I should know about before you go?”

“Have dinner with me, Fawn.”

“What?” She blinked and glanced up at him. “Kalum, we can’t. We have a professional relationship. I don’t blur lines.”

“Hmm.” He went back to rubbing his chin. “Well, I hate to do this, but you’re fired, sug.”

Fawn laughed. “We both know you’re not serious, especially after the attempts I’ve made to find you several new accountants.”

“Sugar, I’m dead serious if it means you’ll go out with me.” He leaned forward and tipped his hat up. “You went through all the work of finding replacements because you’re scared. I get it. However, we both know if I let you ship me off—whether because I force your hand by firing you or I take on one of those accountants you found, we’ll both be hurting.”

“You don’t know for sure, Kalum,” she whispered. It already hurt her to see him every day. He was the one thing she desired more than her next breath, but taking a step, making a move—any kind of move—could destroy everything she’d worked so hard on—herself.

“You can’t deny you feel the pull, Fawn. It’s been there since I moved home. We’ve been doing this Texas two-step around each other for a while now. Don’t you think we owe it to each other to try a cha-cha instead?”

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Tuesday, July 12, 2016

The Noble Passions Series is back! Welcome Sbarina York!

Celebrate the re-release of the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York with a hot sale and a mega giveaway!

The Noble Passions Series
Follow the decadent exploits of friends and enemies as they find love and passion in the glittering world of the Regency—and its dark underbelly. All books are stand alone titles.

Dark Fancy
Book 1 in the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York
2014 Carolyn Reader’s Choice Award
When Lady Helena Simpson flees an unwanted marriage to a revolting lord, she finds refuge with James, a charming, handsome man unlike any she’s ever known. Helena concocts the perfect solution to her problem. She asks—begs—James to ruin her. Surely her betrothed will repudiate her if she is no longer pure. And if all her efforts fail and she still ends up married to a horrid man until the end of her days, she will at least once have known true passion.
But James is not all he seems. He is, in fact, a wicked lord with a dark fancy. When Helena awakens his desire, he becomes determined to take everything she has to offer and more. No matter the cost.

Dark Duke
Book 2 in the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York
2014 Golden Ankh Winner

Edward Wyeth, the Dark Duke of Moncrieff’s life has been turned on its end. His well-ordered home has been invaded. By destitute relatives. From Scotland. How on earth can he write Lord Hedon’s salacious novels with hellions battling in the garden and starting fires in the library? But with the onslaught has come a delicious diversion. His cousin’s companion, the surprisingly intriguing Kaitlin MacAllister. He is determined to seduce her. Using her desperate need for funds and her talents as an artist, he convinces her to draw naughty pictures for his naughtier books…and he draws her into his decadent web.
But Kaitlin has a secret. She’s fled Scotland—and a very determined betrothed. When Edward’s cousin is kidnapped and held in her stead, Kaitlin is honor-bound to return to her homeland and rescue her—much to Edward’s chagrin.
Because suddenly he can’t bear the thought of Kaitlin marrying another man. He can’t bear the thought of losing her at all.

Book 3 in the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York
Kidnapped and held prisoner by menacing Scottish brigand, the notorious McCloud, Violet Wyeth does her best to persevere…and resist his rakish charms. But when she realizes The McCloud is really Ewan St. Andrews, the boy who once saved her life, the boy who once kissed her and made her heart flutter, she is lost.
Ewan has every intention of marrying Lady Kaitlin MacAllister. He desperately needs the entrée into the ton this bride can provide. But when his bride is delivered—bound and gagged—it’s not Kaitlin. It’s Violet Wyeth—the girl who betrayed him and ruined his life when he was a boy. He keeps her, determined to punish her for her sins. But when he discovers the truth about what really happened so long ago, and seething passion rises between them, he can no longer hold on to his rusty grudge. By the time he realizes how much he loves Violet—that he always has—he’s lost her.
All he can do is follow her. Follow her into the bowels of hell—and partake in the torment of the glittering London Season, where the harpies are far more dangerous than a Scottish brigand.

Book 4 in the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York
When rakish Ned falls in with the wrong crowd, his brother decides to send him to the Continent for “seasoning”. For Sophia, this just won’t do. She’s loved Ned for ages—and also longed for adventure. She runs away from her boring suitors and disguises herself as a cabin boy on the Defiant, the ship sailing Ned to Italy.

Ned knows he’s not good enough for Sophia, but once they’re on the Defiant, he can’t stop himself from touching her, tasting her, loving her. Not when a wild tempest and a band of ruthless pirates threaten them. Not when every look from her gives him such pleasure. And certainly not when she comes, warm and wild and willing, to his bed.

If they survive their voyage, Sophia’s brother might kill him, but it will have been worth every moment and every hot, sweet kiss.

Book 5 in the Noble Passions Series from Sabrina York
2014 EPIC eBook Award Finalist
2013 Passionate Plume Finalist

Widowed and threatened with penury by her heartless in-laws, Eleanor--Lady Ulster--hatches a plot to save herself. Determined to produce the Ulster "heir", she seduces a stranger at a tawdry masquerade. Little does she know, this magnificent masked lover is none other than her husband's greatest nemesis. And God knows Ulster had plenty.

Ethan Pennington is mortified to arrive at a house party and discover Lady Ulster in attendance. He has wanted her and hated wanting her--his enemy's bride--for years. When he overhears Eleanor's predicament and her plans to place a cuckoo in the Ulster nest, he is more than willing to oblige. The opportunity to finally claim her--while taking the revenge he craves--is more than he can resist. Ethan strikes a bargain with Eleanor, promising to provide her with the heir she so desperately needs...if she will meet his needs in return. Every decadent one of them.


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Monday, July 11, 2016

Finding Love by Elodie Parkes

In the second of the stories that take place in and surrounding the sex club, Candy Apple, handsome Jake watches Ellie from across the room. Week after week he longs to touch and kiss her, but holds back until he can't wait one more moment. 
Ellie has needs to fill...the trouble is they just might drive Jake away.

I got the inspiration for the Candy Apple from a building I pass on the outskirts of a city I often have to visit with my employment.
The building is semi derelict and the upstairs windows are boarded up, but if you pass on foot, you can see into the ground floor where a corner of the paper that covers the window has bent and peeled away. I’m naughty enough to stand on tiptoe and stare into the place regardless of people passing behind me on the sidewalk and staring at me LOL
The building is as I describe in the story, but the lights are all busted and the striped awning hangs away from the porch and flaps in the breeze.
The room I could see inside was very long, reaching far back into the gloom. It was still opulent, like a stateroom. It had a huge staircase curving around the middle of the room. The outside steps lead to a room above the one I can see into and I’d love to see into it, since I can’t I had to imagine what might be like.
I often get story ideas from places and buildings, especially old or mysterious looking ones. Sometimes I imagine what they might have looked like or been used for and that’s when the setting for the story cements in my mind.

Now available on Amazon, a romance, contemporary, erotic, with a twist of darkness and suspense and naturally Elodie's must have HEA

Jake’s a member of an elite club, the Candy Apple. Years ago, it used to be a gentlemen’s club, but now it caters for other needs. When he first sees Ellie sitting alone at one of the tables near the dance floor, he makes it his business to find out about her.
Jake’s enchanted by Ellie. He wants to give her what she needs.
Ellie takes him up on the offer.
The trouble is, Ellie’s needs will shock Jake and set him on a quest to find her, when after a night of passion and rescue, she slips away into the night.
Finding Love–a contemporary, erotic romance/suspense with a twist of darkness and an HEA.
What would you do to find love?

Finding Love: Incident at the Candy Apple
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Ellie’s heart pounded as Jake pulled her over his knee. She’d been secretly watching him for weeks and now she was exactly where she’d hoped to be. His strong thighs under her stomach felt so good that her pussy pulsed, drenching between her upper thighs. He’s gorgeous, gentle, and so sexy—what a pity…

He stroked her ass and down between her thighs sending a trail of delicious sensation up and down her legs. He feathered soft touches over the folds of her creaming entrance until she writhed back onto his hand wanting his fingers inside her.

Jake’s murmur of appreciation gave her a shiver.

He slid a finger into her pussy and at the same time kissed her neck as he bent over her.

A low moan escaped her. The double pleasure sent her pulse racing and her thoughts receding. She ground against his palm, using the bench as leverage where she could reach with one hand. She was pure sensation.

His finger slipped from her. He pushed his hand under her and grasped her mound. He held her tight as he licked and teased with kisses along her ear, and neck.

Ellie pressed to him for more of the tingles that shot down her body. She groaned as his thumb pressed on her clit and sent a huge throb of sexual need through it.

In a gentle movement, he lifted her and brought her to sit on his lap.

His face against hers, she breathed in the light citrus scent of his cologne. She rubbed her cheek against his and shifted her head to find his delicious mouth for kisses.

He whispered as she moved. “Tell me what you like. I want to give it to you.”

She nudged his nose with hers. The way he held her waist just about drove her crazy. “I want your fingers in me. I’m so desperate to come now I can’t think straight.”

He kissed her lips softly, lingering so sexily, she moaned. The kiss fueled her desire and she grabbed his head to kiss him hungrily. She broke contact to breathe, gulping in air as she realized just how much she wanted him.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Hot Ink Press

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Surprising Myself Audio Release!

Thank you for hosting my first audio release, the erotica anthology SURPRISING MYSELF! What is your secret fantasy? That one thing you dream of doing but have never had the chance to fulfill in real life… Thirteen writers present sexy, steamy stories of women getting the chance to live out their personal fantasies. What’s yours? Whether it’s several lovers at the same time for a pulse-pounding ménage scene or the allure of getting caught in public, these stories will set your mind ablaze. From voyeurism in a sex club to swinging, cuckolding to cosplay, SURPRISING MYSELF brings you stories from thirteen hot new writers to watch out for and just might make you think about fulfilling your own wildest fantasy.  


Lorna, a young American reporter, travels to a port town in France to cover a yacht race. She hopes she’ll be able to experience her wildest fantasy on the beach – sex in public. Due to getting on the wrong train, she has an argument with the controller, who she finds both immensely sexy and annoyingly arrogant. When he brings her to the engine, pretending to restrain her but instead getting intimate with her, she sees the opportunity to live out her fantasy…  




If lucky, I might even meet a handsome Frenchman with whom to spend Saturday night. I’m single, have been for the past few months, and at twenty-three, the lack of sex for such a long time is driving me half-nuts. An interlude with a local hotness on one of the warm beaches of Sables sounds like an irresistible idea. Yes, a beach, or any other public place. The eBook I’m reading features a heroine getting the fuck of her life in an open park at night against a tree in full view of passersby. I want that kind of excitement, too. The three boyfriends I’ve had in the past few years were good in bed but not daring enough. I yearn for someone to do something crazy and a little forbidden with me, in public visibility. Surely, that hint of dangerousness, the possibility of being caught by the authorities, should increase the sexual experience—and our orgasms—tenfold.

For now, I’ll have to do with checking out the cute Maghrebian controller while waiting for him to examine my ticket. Row after row, he walks the narrow aisle toward me, distributing polite smiles to the passengers and answering questions. Tall and broad-shouldered, he has the looks and build of a soccer player. A black tribal tattoo appears below the short sleeve of his purple shirt and travels down his sun-kissed, muscular forearm. Beneath his gray cap, he sports a short buzz cut, and two or three days’ worth of black beard stubble covers his cheeks and chin, just enough to make him…oh, God, immensely sexy. With full lips, a strong nose, and black olive-shaped eyes, he’s a gem of North Africa, an exotic, roughly polished jewel. He would definitely fit in my fuck-on-the-beach fantasy.  



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Lea Bronsen

I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance. I love to hear from my readers! Write to or meet me on: Website / Lea's Crazy Nights Blog / Facebook profile / Facebook page / Twitter / Amazon  

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Dirty Doms Countdown ~ Electric by C.P. Mandara

Lightning only strikes once… Electric by C.P. Mandara

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by: CP Mandara

“I am going to break you. That’s the whole purpose of this exercise. From the moment the door inside that room closes, I am not going to be Mr. Nice Guy. I am going to do everything in my power to hear you scream, and I won’t stop until I hear you beg for mercy. Do you wish to proceed on that basis?” Today my name is Lois Reeves. I have an appointment with dominant “James Leverett” this morning, because my next assignment requires that I be a “submissive” and I have no idea what that entails. I’m about to find out… by jumping in at the deep end. This story features medical edge play and electricity play. CP Mandara 2


“I am going to break you. That’s the whole purpose of this exercise. From the moment the door inside that room closes, I am not going to be Mr Nice Guy. I am going to do everything in my power to hear you scream, and I won’t stop until I hear you beg for mercy. Do you wish to proceed on that basis?”

Then you’re going to have a very long day, I thought. Looking up from my hands, which I’d been obsessively staring at for the last five minutes, I finally risked another glance at his face. My heart slammed into my chest, my eyes went wide, and my throat closed around the sounds I wanted to make. Goddamn. Why did he have to be so damned beautiful? If it had been any other male in the universe, I wouldn’t have had a problem, but this one looked too much like him. It took nearly all of my willpower, and I had an impressive amount of the stuff, to answer him back. “Yes.” My eyes immediately returned to my hands.

He looked at me from above the glare of his computer screen and sighed. I knew what he was thinking. She’s a small, thin, frail-looking sparrow, and a good stiff wind would probably blow her over. She won’t last more than an hour. Thankfully, he kept his reservations to himself. Returning his gaze to the keypad in front of him, he then typed in my answer to the previous question. Three little taps. I heard every one. Those three letters could mean only one of two things: my death sentence or my salvation. At this moment in time, I barely cared which one was waiting for me. Tomorrow would give me those answers. I could wait until then.

The man then began to boldly assess me, his eyes rolling up and down my body, and I could probably fill in the blanks. My hair was a scraggly mess, and the black sack that I currently wore was for comfort rather than style. There wasn’t a scrap of makeup upon my face, my body was an unpleasant pasty white courtesy of the English winter, and I hadn’t even considered things like perfume or heels. I was a mess. The recent weeks had played havoc with my self-esteem, and I had barely considered my appearance this morning.

“You can pull out, Ms Reeves. That option is still available to you.”

That annoyed me. He had my answer. Now I was going to have to look up at him again. Steeling my expression against the onslaught of his pretty face, I slowly raised my pale grey eyes towards him and the look he received was devoid of emotion. “No, I can’t,” I said. “This is my last lifeline. I do this, or I do something stupid.”

He tilted his head, considering the matter, whilst he twirled a very expensive fountain pen around in his fingers. “Do you even like pain?” he asked.

I smiled weakly. “I’m not entirely sure. That’s what I’m going to find out.” I didn’t care about the pain. I’d been through pain far more excruciating than anything that could be delivered by his hands.

“Why don’t you go for something a little tamer to begin with? Most girls opt for our ‘introduction to spanking’ package, or ‘sensual BDSM’ for their first encounter with us. Those packages are also much cheaper, by the way. You could then see what turned you on, before committing an awful lot of money for something you may not actually like.”

My steely gaze became more determined as the man in front of me tried to thwart my carefully constructed plans. This was not about desire or arousal. This was about me, but obviously he didn’t know that. All he needed to know was that I would not be taking any other package than the “Ultimate Guide to Pain.” I had my reasons. If he knew them, he’d probably have me committed to the nearest mental institution, so it was just as well that he was a complete stranger who would be interested in nothing more than taking my money.

“Can I ask why you want that particular package?”

Mumbling underneath my breath, I cursed myself for speaking too soon. This was not how I had envisioned my simple booking session would go. It was supposed to be a “hand over your credit card and run” type thing. A few simple questions, and a time and place were all that were needed, surely? Why was he trying to complicate things? I didn’t want to have to deal with this today. I just wanted to crawl back to my dark room and wait patiently for tomorrow to dawn. Unfortunately, I had to get through this first.

Looking him directly in the eye, trying to ignore the pale blue orbs of concern, my lips thinned. “Why do you care? Can you deliver it or not?”

“You need to answer the question. If you can’t answer it, then this conversation is over and I will be escorting you to the door.” His mouth hardened.

I gasped. Who was this idiot? Did he try and psychoanalyse all his sexual conquests? What for? Kicks? “This is ridiculous. Get me the manager.” My eyes darkened, and we stared each other down for the longest moment. Then, strangely, he smiled. As he crossed his arms in front of me, I watched that smile, and he took his own sweet time with it. My position of power from a moment ago had changed, and though my gaze did not waver, I knew instinctively that the shift was not in my favour. My intuition is rarely wrong, and this time was no exception.

“It just so happens, I am the boss.”  

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Friday, July 8, 2016

Dirty Doms Countdown ~ Deprived by Jordan Ashley

Best friends make the best lovers… Deprived by Jordan Ashley

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by: Jordan Ashley

Heather Ross vowed after a decade of being controlled by her husband that she would never trust her heart with someone again. That is until her best friend moves in to help her through being a single mom. His gentle, playful nature made her remember what she always wanted in a man, waking desires she thought long buried deep in her soul. Jack Stevens never imagined that moving in with Heather every fantasy and dream he’d concocted to get him through lonely nights would come true. The day Heather confessed her desire for him Jack swore he would use every tool in his arsenal learned as a Dom to help her trust him completely even with his own lingering skeletons. Can Heather learn to trust Jack when she has been deprived of her true desires for too long? Grab your tissues and learn to trust again with passionate sensory play. Jordan Ashley


“Do you need to ask me anything?”
Did she? Heather looked up at him, heat gathering in her face, she knew she was bright red with her embarrassment and a small, soft smile played across his lips. “Do-“ she couldn’t believe the words that were about to come out of her mouth, but she needed to know. “Do you like what you see?”
His smile grew and his gaze moved from her eyes to her toenails that were painted a light blue before returning back to her eyes again. “Oh yes.”
“Why are you watching me so closely?”
“I am about do to unspeakable things to that magnificent body of yours. I’m taking in every inch of perfection before I desecrate it,” he winked at her, allowing the scene to break just a little to show his playful side once more before he nodded to the bed again. “Are you okay now?”
Her blush deepened at his words, but she nodded to his question and slowly turned to put her back to him and climb up onto her bed, the mattress cradling her welcomingly. She moved to the middle of the bed, and knelt on the bed, her knees slightly apart, and crossed her arms under her breasts, slightly self conscious but not enough to elevate the color again.
“Knees together,” he instructed, and she did so. “Butt on your heels, palms down on your thighs.”
Heather followed his instructions, and found herself actually more relaxed in that stance. He smiled at her and nodded before he pulled himself away from the wall, and moved to the foot of the bed. “This is how I want you waiting for me before each scene.”
“Yes, master,” she answered, giving him a little smile. Her former confidence in choosing those words was back, and she wondered how long it would take him to get back fully into Dom mode again. Heather watched his eyes roaming over her for almost a full minute, wondering what was going through his head before he reached up and pulled the collar of his shirt up, slipping the worn garment off his torso, leaving her breath caught in her throat when she saw the lines his muscles made under his lightly tanned skin.
She’d seen him shirtless many times before, but as with everything else, it was different. Jack didn’t stop there, however, and while he kept his gaze on her his hands moved to the fastening of his jeans while he toed his tennis shoes off. His eyes had the predatory look in them once more, and Heather swallowed roughly when his pants hit the floor.
Jack leaned forward against the foot of the bed, slowly climbing up in front of her. “You are so incredibly beautiful, my Pet.”
Heat rushed to her face and Heather knew she was blushing, but then that heat rushed through her entire body, and she wondered if her entire body was as red as her cheeks certainly were. She didn’t have any time to think about it as Jack reached for her, pulling her body against his. He leaned toward her, his face devastatingly close, but he didn’t move to kiss her, not yet. His hands moved to either side of her face, his thumbs bushing against her cheeks. She closed her eyes, taking in the feeling of his muscled body pressing against her. His lips brushed against hers once, twice, allowing her to taste the cola he’d drank during their talk. She hummed softly, chasing after his lips once he did it a third time, and then his mouth claimed hers, his lips pressing heavily to hers, sending a shiver of delight straight through her. Her pussy throbbed with the sudden desire that followed the shiver, and she wanted to forget everything about the scene they were playing out and climb atop him.
Jack stopped her by wrapping one arm around her back, and tangling the other in her hair to keep her right where she was. She whimpered softly, her hands itching to grip hold of him, but his warning of needing to ask permission first echoed in her mind. Not that she could ask permission with his mouth firmly against hers. Tentatively she reached out for him, her fingertips brushing against his sides as she leaned toward him, pressing herself tightly against his body
He responded with a deep rumbling growl, leaning into her touch and Heather gripped hold of him, her nails biting into his skin, trailing up either side of his spine as she returned the heated kiss. She had thoughts of him kissing her for the last few months, but never in her wildest dreams did she think it would be this good. His tongue brushed against her lips, and she eagerly gave herself to him, opening her mouth to allow him to devour her. Heather lost all sense of how to breathe properly, how to move, how to behave properly at all as Jack kissed the sense right out of her.
Jack continued pulling at her hair a little, the slight stings giving way to insurmountable pleasure and she whimpered every time he did so. She could feel his erection pressed between their bodies, he pulsed and twitched every time she shifted against him, and she wanted nothing more than to have him buried deep inside of her, making her numb to everything other than him.
It could have been hours that passed for all she knew when he finally, achingly pulled away from her, and slowed the kiss, the both of them breathing heavily as if they’d run a marathon. She would willingly lose herself in him for days if she had the ability to do so, and all she knew was his kiss. Her senses heightened, she was ready and willing for anything he had prepared for her.
Jack pulled away from her farther, leaving the bed to move to the dresser and grabbed one of her infinity scarves that was looped over the edge of the attached mirror. “You will be blinded, Pet. I will show you the thrill of feeling pleasure, but you will have to trust me to take care of you.”
“I do trust you,”

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