Over the years since she first met Jack Sinclair, Morgan Tomlinson has developed quite a crush on him. As a girl she swore she would marry him one day, and as a twenty-seven-year-old woman with her life seemingly spiraling out of control she rushes to him for comfort. When she ends up stranded at his mountain retreat during a snowstorm, Morgan knows this may be the best shot she will ever have to make Jack see that she is not a little girl anymore.Though he is well aware that Morgan has grown up to be a beautiful woman, Jack is a demanding man with particular tastes which he fears would be too much for her. She proves determined to test him, however, and when she disobeys him one too many times Jack decides it is time to take Morgan in hand.By the time she realizes she has pushed Jack too far, it is already too late, and before she knows it Morgan has been pulled over his knee for a painful, embarrassing, and very public bare-bottom spanking. Though the humiliating punishment shocks her, it also excites her in a way she has never felt before, and despite her blushing cheeks and sore bottom Morgan cannot help longing for Jack to master her completely.Impressed by her response to his stern chastisement, Jack sets out to teach Morgan what it would mean to truly belong to him, and with each passing day she surrenders her body more fully to his practiced dominance. But when her wealthy, snobbish family seeks to destroy her blossoming romance, will Morgan run away from Jack as she has run away from so many things before in her life, and if she does, will he chase after her and fight to keep her?Publisher’s Note: Her Master at Lastis an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including a threesome, anal play, exhibitionism, BDSM content, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. Views: 65
J.D. Holt wasn’t at all what he seemed when he tackled Sister Mary Francis in the vegetable garden of her ramshackle convent near Deadwood in the Dakota Territories. But he needed a safe place to hide and recover and a convent seemed better than most.
Especially if all of the other sisters looked like this one.
Sister Mary Francis was sure he was an outlaw, a claim jumper or both, especially since he seemed to be all too ready to use that business end of that knife to get what he wanted, and the flat of his hand on her bottom if that was quicker. And when things blossomed between them, despite her reservations and his secretiveness, his wasn’t the only blood that was going to be spilled. Views: 64
A loving couple indulge a predilection for S&M, fetishism, and bondage. Suddenly, the Mistress introduces their mutual friend into the scenario and their illicit pastime becomes a permanent reality.
The man-hating female is submissive to his wife, but dominant over him. She torments the slave relentlessly while she in turn is subjected to the humiliations of the Mistress who keeps her firmly in her place. Plot and counter plot run rampant as each person tries to gain what he or she seeks, and all of it is carefully manipulated and steered by the sublime Mistress of the household. Finally, the truth emerges and they realise that the woman they call Mistress is far from the person they thought her to be. Views: 63
Craving the endorphin rush that only a well-placed slap can bring? Aching for the pleasurable restraint of your wrists in leather cuffs? In Hurts So Good, editor Alison Tyler presents tantalizing, triple-X tales that are rich in saucy details of lovers paying the price with their bodies. Whether you dream of shedding your inhibitions with the right master, finally feeling the strong hands of a hot female tattoo artist, or switching from top to bottom and back, then this heart-pounding, rush-seeking collection will give you all the joys consensual pain can bring. Views: 63
It was Ian's eighteenth birthday, and all that he wanted was to go with his father to the castle town of Gabbs. Unfortunately, the annual sacrifice to the jinn, a hideous tentacle monster, would be taking place that night, postponing their quest to seek council with the king. Forced to stay in an inn until the ritual was over, Ian left his father to go exploring the city. Little did he know that the jinn would be much more interested in him than the virgin sacrifices it had been presented with.Approximate length: 7,800 wordsContent Warning: This book contains extreme M/Monster sexual activity, including: cock milking, dubious consent, and deep anal probing. For adults only!Excerpt: Something poked at my panting lips, and I opened my eyes to the sight of two giant testicles hanging in front of me. If there had ever been any question about the monster's gender, it was completely wiped away in that moment. The phallus that sought entry into my mouth was bigger than any I had ever seen, and bulging with thick deep purple veins. If it weren't from me gasping, I would have locked it out entirely, but it forced its way inside, grazing past my teeth and pressing my tongue down. I coughed around it, feeling overwhelmed. Once inside, the jinn began thrusting, and its heavy sapphire balls slapped against my face. In objection, I bit down, hard. For a moment, the monster paused, and I screamed silently as I could feel the tentacles in my ass spreading it wider than I could stand. Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes, falling into my short brown hair. After a moment of excruciating pain, the stretching stopped, and the jinn continued thrusting from both ends. I realized that I had been punished for biting down, and any thoughts of doing it again were quickly erased. Views: 62
There are things that exist that cannot be explained or comprehended. Creatures so terrifying that the human mind refuses to believe the possibility of existence. Romantism of evil can only get you so far—dead.The stories are there throughout history. The proof is not. At least…until now. We’re here, moving amongst the shadows. Living beneath the homes and streets you believe are safe. You are not safe. You never were. All the times you looked over your shoulder because you felt you were being watched—hunted—you were. I am Marko Delacroix and I am not redeemable. None of us are. I am a Master Vampire and the worst kind of man there is alive or dead. I will make you fear me, want me, and then then I will kill you. It is the nature of who we are. Of the game. And yes, to us, this IS a game. Man versus the undead. The undead versus ourselves. In a new world of change and acceptance, no one is safe. But they don’t know that yet. Views: 62
