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Cindy and Joe Baker are a typical couple: affluent and bored. Joe long ago gave up trying to figure out what his wife needs. All he knows is he ain't got it, whatever it is. Cindy spends all her time playing meaningless sex games, looking for that missing thrill. Then a mysterious stranger enters their lives and turns their world upside down, awakening Cindy to her deep, submissive cravings, and showing Joe the way to master the submissive pain-slut that she becomes.

Product type: EBook    Published by: Fiction4All    Published: 11 / 2010

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No. words: 62700

Style: BDSM/Bondage - Content: Moderate -    Sex Slavery / Training, Male Dom - M/F, Sado-Masochism (SM)

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Excerpt..

Joe dropped the two whips he'd been holding, then spread her pussy lips with one hand, drawing them upward at the same time. Now he could clearly see the aroused state of her clit. It's protecting sheath was pulled back, so swollen was it, like a miniature cock rising from her cunt. He stroked it, a single time, running from the base to the tip, tickled it there, continued to tickle it, and then, without warning, set his middle finger against his thumb and flicked it as hard as he could.
"Oh God, oh God, no, please."
"What's the matter? Don't you like that?"
She was gripped by the aftershocks rippling up from her cunt out through the rest of her body.
Back to stroking, tickling, dipping his fingers into the depths of her cunt to coat them in her oils, then back to her clit again.
"I'll bet you like this a lot better, don't you?"
Through her ragged breathing she managed to say, "Yes, sir, I do. Very much."
"Which do you think you deserve more? This?" as he lightly stroked her, "Or this?" Another harsh flick.
No pleas from her this time, no begging; only a deep guttural groan rising from the the innermost parts of her body and soul.
Stroking again. Fingers into her cunt—one, two, three; spreading them, stretching her, and then back out once more, all of the tips drifting over the ravaged center of her pleasure.
He squeezed, pushed, pulled, twisted… and then yet another flick.
She gave out a jagged screech, scarcely human in its ferocious intensity.
Another flick.
Another anguished cry.
Harder.
Her moans were ongoing now.
He kept it up, launching the tip of his finger like a bullet again and again over the exposed tip, then along the outline of the clit shaft.
Her screams turned to shrieks. She bucked in the leather straps, she strained at the wrist cuffs, she shook, she twisted, she tried to close her legs again but Joe pried them apart.
"Keep them open," he demanded.
And then it continued, unrelenting for another minute, sixty seconds of seamless, nonstop hot sensation. It had ceased to be pain, for she was clearly aroused.
Then Mallory touched his shoulder. "Here, try this," he said handing Joe the leather strap. Joe had forgotten about it, but now he held the strap up to her wet cunt. It was a perfect fit, wide enough to cover her clit and her exposed, opened cunt, narrow enough to focus each stroke for maximum effect.
"Raise her up a little more," he said. When her pussy was just about even with his forehead he signaled Derek to stop. The angle was perfect. He could use overhand strokes, connecting with her cunt at the moment of peak energy, just as his arm began its descent.
"Please, I've learned my lesson," she gasped. "No more. Please… no more."
Joe turned to Mallory for guidance. Mallory shrugged. Your call.
Joe said to her, "This isn't about you learning a lesson, cunt. Not any more."
And he swung the strap.
His aim was perfect. The leather surface connected to her open cunt with a wet splat. Her body spasmed, not once, not twice, but several times, as though he'd shot her with a taser. Her scream was long, loud and seemed never to end.
"I don't care if you never learn your lesson."
He swung the strap again. Again he savaged the most intimate part of her body.
"This is about me. And that's all."
He swung a third time, hitting her clit perfectly. Joe was on fire. The beast within was firmly in control. He swung the strap another time, this stroke farther away from her so that less of the strap made contact. This focused the energy into a much smaller area, one that now tore across the exposed pink flesh. He didn't know what it would be like to have electrodes hooked up to the genitals and a full current run through them, but he couldn't see how the reaction would be any more intense than what her body was doing right now. She pulled against the support beam, her legs came together as far as was possible as she tried to protect herself, and the scream coming from her guts seemed to turn her inside out.
"Open," Joe said. No, he didn't say it. He commanded it. "Open, I said." He stung her thighs with the strap until she obeyed.
"This is for trying to hide your cunt."
He gave her another stroke. And another and another in rapid succession.
He wanted to destroy her. He wanted to rip her apart with the leather. He wanted to make up for every worthless day he'd spent with that worthless bitch he'd so laughingly called a wife. God damn it, he wanted to get even.


Excerpt..

Joe dropped the two whips he'd been holding, then spread her pussy lips with one hand, drawing them upward at the same time. Now he could
clearly see the aroused state of her clit. It's protecting sheath was pulled back, so swollen was it, like a miniature cock rising from her
cunt. He stroked it, a single time, running from the base to the tip, tickled it there, continued to tickle it, and then, without warning,
set his middle finger against his thumb and flicked it as hard as he could.

"Oh God, oh God, no, please."

"What's the matter? Don't you like that?"

She was gripped by the aftershocks rippling up from her cunt out through the rest of her body.

Back to stroking, tickling, dipping his fingers into the depths of her cunt to coat them in her oils, then back to her clit again.

"I'll bet you like this a lot better, don't you?"

Through her ragged breathing she managed to say, "Yes, sir, I do. Very much."

"Which do you think you deserve more? This?" as he lightly stroked her, "Or this?" Another harsh flick.

No pleas from her this time, no begging; only a deep guttural groan rising from the the innermost parts of her body and soul.

Stroking again. Fingers into her cunt—one, two, three; spreading them, stretching her, and then back out once more, all of the tips
drifting over the ravaged center of her pleasure.

He squeezed, pushed, pulled, twisted… and then yet another flick.

She gave out a jagged screech, scarcely human in its ferocious intensity.

Another flick.

Another anguished cry.

Harder.

Her moans were ongoing now.

He kept it up, launching the tip of his finger like a bullet again and again over the exposed tip, then along the outline of the clit
shaft.

Her screams turned to shrieks. She bucked in the leather straps, she strained at the wrist cuffs, she shook, she twisted, she tried to
close her legs again but Joe pried them apart.

"Keep them open," he demanded.

And then it continued, unrelenting for another minute, sixty seconds of seamless, nonstop hot sensation. It had ceased to be pain, for she
was clearly aroused.

Then Mallory touched his shoulder. "Here, try this," he said handing Joe the leather strap. Joe had forgotten about it, but now he held the
strap up to her wet cunt. It was a perfect fit, wide enough to cover her clit and her exposed, opened cunt, narrow enough to focus each
stroke for maximum effect.

"Raise her up a little more," he said. When her pussy was just about even with his forehead he signaled Derek to stop. The angle was
perfect. He could use overhand strokes, connecting with her cunt at the moment of peak energy, just as his arm began its descent.

"Please, I've learned my lesson," she gasped. "No more. Please… no more."

Joe turned to Mallory for guidance. Mallory shrugged. Your call.

Joe said to her, "This isn't about you learning a lesson, cunt. Not any more."

And he swung the strap.

His aim was perfect. The leather surface connected to her open cunt with a wet splat. Her body spasmed, not once, not twice, but several
times, as though he'd shot her with a taser. Her scream was long, loud and seemed never to end.

"I don't care if you never learn your lesson."

He swung the strap again. Again he savaged the most intimate part of her body.

"This is about me. And that's all."

He swung a third time, hitting her clit perfectly. Joe was on fire. The beast within was firmly in control. He swung the strap another
time, this stroke farther away from her so that less of the strap made contact. This focused the energy into a much smaller area, one that
now tore across the exposed pink flesh. He didn't know what it would be like to have electrodes hooked up to the genitals and a full current
run through them, but he couldn't see how the reaction would be any more intense than what her body was doing right now. She pulled against
the support beam, her legs came together as far as was possible as she tried to protect herself, and the scream coming from her guts seemed
to turn her inside out.

"Open," Joe said. No, he didn't say it. He commanded it. "Open, I said." He stung her thighs with the strap until she obeyed.

"This is for trying to hide your cunt."

He gave her another stroke. And another and another in rapid succession.

He wanted to destroy her. He wanted to rip her apart with the leather. He wanted to make up for every worthless day he'd spent with that
worthless bitch he'd so laughingly called a wife. God damn it, he wanted to get even.


Excerpt..

Joe dropped the two whips he'd been holding, then spread her pussy lips with one hand, drawing them upward at the same time. Now he could

clearly see the aroused state of her clit. It's protecting sheath was pulled back, so swollen was it, like a miniature cock rising from her

cunt. He stroked it, a single time, running from the base to the tip, tickled it there, continued to tickle it, and then, without warning,

set his middle finger against his thumb and flicked it as hard as he could.


"Oh God, oh God, no, please."


"What's the matter? Don't you like that?"


She was gripped by the aftershocks rippling up from her cunt out through the rest of her body.


Back to stroking, tickling, dipping his fingers into the depths of her cunt to coat them in her oils, then back to her clit again.


"I'll bet you like this a lot better, don't you?"


Through her ragged breathing she managed to say, "Yes, sir, I do. Very much."


"Which do you think you deserve more? This?" as he lightly stroked her, "Or this?" Another harsh flick.


No pleas from her this time, no begging; only a deep guttural groan rising from the the innermost parts of her body and soul.


Stroking again. Fingers into her cunt—one, two, three; spreading them, stretching her, and then back out once more, all of the tips

drifting over the ravaged center of her pleasure.


He squeezed, pushed, pulled, twisted… and then yet another flick.


She gave out a jagged screech, scarcely human in its ferocious intensity.


Another flick.


Another anguished cry.


Harder.


Her moans were ongoing now.


He kept it up, launching the tip of his finger like a bullet again and again over the exposed tip, then along the outline of the clit

shaft.


Her screams turned to shrieks. She bucked in the leather straps, she strained at the wrist cuffs, she shook, she twisted, she tried to

close her legs again but Joe pried them apart.


"Keep them open," he demanded.


And then it continued, unrelenting for another minute, sixty seconds of seamless, nonstop hot sensation. It had ceased to be pain, for she

was clearly aroused.


Then Mallory touched his shoulder. "Here, try this," he said handing Joe the leather strap. Joe had forgotten about it, but now he held the

strap up to her wet cunt. It was a perfect fit, wide enough to cover her clit and her exposed, opened cunt, narrow enough to focus each

stroke for maximum effect.


"Raise her up a little more," he said. When her pussy was just about even with his forehead he signaled Derek to stop. The angle was

perfect. He could use overhand strokes, connecting with her cunt at the moment of peak energy, just as his arm began its descent.


"Please, I've learned my lesson," she gasped. "No more. Please… no more."


Joe turned to Mallory for guidance. Mallory shrugged. Your call.


Joe said to her, "This isn't about you learning a lesson, cunt. Not any more."


And he swung the strap.


His aim was perfect. The leather surface connected to her open cunt with a wet splat. Her body spasmed, not once, not twice, but several

times, as though he'd shot her with a taser. Her scream was long, loud and seemed never to end.


"I don't care if you never learn your lesson."


He swung the strap again. Again he savaged the most intimate part of her body.


"This is about me. And that's all."


He swung a third time, hitting her clit perfectly. Joe was on fire. The beast within was firmly in control. He swung the strap another

time, this stroke farther away from her so that less of the strap made contact. This focused the energy into a much smaller area, one that

now tore across the exposed pink flesh. He didn't know what it would be like to have electrodes hooked up to the genitals and a full current

run through them, but he couldn't see how the reaction would be any more intense than what her body was doing right now. She pulled against

the support beam, her legs came together as far as was possible as she tried to protect herself, and the scream coming from her guts seemed

to turn her inside out.


"Open," Joe said. No, he didn't say it. He commanded it. "Open, I said." He stung her thighs with the strap until she obeyed.


"This is for trying to hide your cunt."


He gave her another stroke. And another and another in rapid succession.


He wanted to destroy her. He wanted to rip her apart with the leather. He wanted to make up for every worthless day he'd spent with that

worthless bitch he'd so laughingly called a wife. God damn it, he wanted to get even.



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Great 5 out of 5 (JBC)

Excellent book, very good stuff if you want to introduce your partner to the BDSM game... good scene descriptions and elaboration of characters. 5 out of 5 (edsubject)

For those new to BDSM this is a great training book. For others it is also a very enjoyable read. 4 out of 5 (Chicago)

Average...nothing special, just average. 3 out of 5 (Eljay)

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Author Information

Jack Scranton spent ten years as a special forces operative, followed by another ten working for an international security firm, a career which has taken him to some of the more dangerous areas in the world. He currently resides in an isolated area of the Adirondack Mountains with two Siamese cats, a Doberman Pinscher named Clyde and three lovely, willing slaves, who, nontheless, walk out on him when he becomes insufferable, an all too common occurrance. He has published mainstream fiction under a different name, but as Jack Scranton, he tends to this, his preferred genre.

 


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