| Author: | Velvet Gray | ISBN: | 9781301907304 |
| Publisher: | Velvet Gray | Publication: | March 22, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Velvet Gray |
| ISBN: | 9781301907304 |
| Publisher: | Velvet Gray |
| Publication: | March 22, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Alone in the dark there is noting but you and the pleasure. Ever stroke and caress becomes the center of your world. Alone in the dark you are free. Free to submit to your nastiest of desires, your filthiest of fantasies. The darkness will embrace you, the darkness will love you. That darkness will give you what you have been craving and never known. Ecstasy in bondage
Excerpt
Long past really worrying about what new surprise Susan had in store for her, Carmen had just complied with the dress code she’d been given. Short at only five one Carmen’s bare legs looked longer than they were in six-inch heels. Other than that the only thing she had on was a trench coat that barely reached her knees. The same breeze that teased her thickly curling black locks teased her naked sex. This was Susan’s idea of a dress code. Some days were harder than others for figuring out whether they were friends, lovers, or enemies.
The walk from the train station to Susan’s brownstone was quick. Carmen’s only had a little while to enjoy the breeze under the coat before she was walking up to the place.
As the doors closed in the elevator Carmen looked at herself in their mirrored walls. Her large black eyes were set in an oval face with a straight nose and sensuous mouth. Those eyes weren’t afraid or confused about why she was here. They were eager for whatever was about to happen. Susan had failed to disappoint so far. The lips in the mirror quirked toward a lopsided smile and she had to school them back down. A grin was not the appropriate expression with which to greet the mistress.
Preceded by a ding, the doors slid open. Susan awaited her in the foyer.
Never one to set a standard she couldn’t match Susan was dressed in a latex fetish version of a doctor’s outfit. Sheathed in white all the way from her high collar to the black tips of her fingers, her mistress holes strategically cut unto the latex. They left her modest breast and golden furred sex bare to be admired. Every line of the woman’s long lean form was emphasized by the outfit, transforming her presence into that of a predator. To make it official she'd sloppily written, “Doctor,” just above her left breast in magic marker.
Alone in the dark there is noting but you and the pleasure. Ever stroke and caress becomes the center of your world. Alone in the dark you are free. Free to submit to your nastiest of desires, your filthiest of fantasies. The darkness will embrace you, the darkness will love you. That darkness will give you what you have been craving and never known. Ecstasy in bondage
Excerpt
Long past really worrying about what new surprise Susan had in store for her, Carmen had just complied with the dress code she’d been given. Short at only five one Carmen’s bare legs looked longer than they were in six-inch heels. Other than that the only thing she had on was a trench coat that barely reached her knees. The same breeze that teased her thickly curling black locks teased her naked sex. This was Susan’s idea of a dress code. Some days were harder than others for figuring out whether they were friends, lovers, or enemies.
The walk from the train station to Susan’s brownstone was quick. Carmen’s only had a little while to enjoy the breeze under the coat before she was walking up to the place.
As the doors closed in the elevator Carmen looked at herself in their mirrored walls. Her large black eyes were set in an oval face with a straight nose and sensuous mouth. Those eyes weren’t afraid or confused about why she was here. They were eager for whatever was about to happen. Susan had failed to disappoint so far. The lips in the mirror quirked toward a lopsided smile and she had to school them back down. A grin was not the appropriate expression with which to greet the mistress.
Preceded by a ding, the doors slid open. Susan awaited her in the foyer.
Never one to set a standard she couldn’t match Susan was dressed in a latex fetish version of a doctor’s outfit. Sheathed in white all the way from her high collar to the black tips of her fingers, her mistress holes strategically cut unto the latex. They left her modest breast and golden furred sex bare to be admired. Every line of the woman’s long lean form was emphasized by the outfit, transforming her presence into that of a predator. To make it official she'd sloppily written, “Doctor,” just above her left breast in magic marker.
