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The Submission of Little Lady Sophia
(Anna Austin)
The Submission of Little Lady Sophia
By Anna Austin Description "I am your
Lord and Master, and you will obey my every command and accommodate my every
desire." When beautiful and innocent Sophia is told that she
is to marry Lord Sebastian Morgan, she feels like her life is over before it
has even begun. Though handsome, Sebastian has a reputation for cruelty, and
Sophia fears that her future with him will be far from happy. Can Sophia's body and mind survive the night
intact? Or will she lose herself as she becomes a plaything of her new Lord and
Master? Excerpt: He began
to circle me, looking me up and down as I dangled there, my naked body
stretched out for his enjoyment. As he contemplated my exposed and vulnerable
form he rapped the birch against his leg, tapping it reflexively against his
thigh. "You know," he addressed me. "I have always
admired contrast. When two differing colors or
textures are set beside each other, the one only serves to enhance the beauty
of the other. Your skin, for instance.
It's so uniformly white and pale. Quite lovely, of course. But there is nothing
that cannot be improved by contrast. In this case, I think that perhaps the
white would be quite beautifully offset by red...." Swish! My world exploded in agony as Sebastian
suddenly lifted his arm and brought the birch down onto my right thigh. He had
not even put too much force into the blow, but such was the surprise and pain
of feeling the rough branches of his implement collide with my delicate skin
that I gave out a sharp cry. My feet skidded on the floor, and I almost lost my
balance as I hung there, half suspended. After a moment I looked down at my
legs, and saw that my thigh now had a thin red line cut across it where the
birch had made contact with my skin. "See?" Sebastian asked me, glee in his voice.
"See how improved it is? Why, it is quite, quite beautiful." He frowned. "But
there's something missing though. I know what it is. We have contrast, but no
symmetry. Well, we can soon see to that!" Swish! This time the blow of the birch fell across
my left thigh, with much the same force as the strike he had inflicted on its
opposite. I was better prepared this time, and did not wobble quite so much,
but I still could not help but let out a yelp as the rough twigs struck home. I
looked down, and saw that my left thigh now also bore a diagonal red line -
almost identical to the first. "There, you see," exclaimed my husband
exultantly. "Now we have both contrast and symmetry. Wonderful." He walked
behind me so that I could no longer see him. Suddenly, I felt his hand on my
buttocks, caressing and squeezing them. I jolted forward slightly, startled,
but he put his hand on my hip and steadied me. He was pressed against me now,
and I could feel the hard bulge under his breeches as it pressed against my
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