| Author: | Edmund Quimlove | ISBN: | 9781311072184 |
| Publisher: | Edmund Quimlove | Publication: | October 8, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Edmund Quimlove |
| ISBN: | 9781311072184 |
| Publisher: | Edmund Quimlove |
| Publication: | October 8, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
When Jonathan Pemberton arrives home late from a night on the town, he expects that he and his wife will turn in for the night. However, she has a surprise for him. Rather than spend the evening with her sewing circle, she instead spent it purchasing a variety of bondage equipment, and she's aching for him to try it out on her. Jonathan is hesitant at first, but soon, Tabitha convinces him to tie her up and do unspeakable things to her body with whips, clamps, and hot wax. It's a wet, hard, and wild ride you won't want to miss!
EXCERPT:
Jonathan left Tabitha’s field of view and she heard the sound of a match being struck. He returned with the candle glowing brightly. Oh, where would he use it first? Tabitha was trembling. Jonathan held the burning candle over her body, moving it about randomly, making her guess what his first target would be. She could see the wax liquefying beneath the flame. It was ready to drip at the turn of his wrist.
“Mmmmmfff!” Tabitha shouted through the gag. “Mmmfft mmmnnph!” Jonathan had stopped the candle directly over her chest, and was beginning to tip it sideways. Tabitha’s wrists were still bound together, but aside from that, she could move her arms freely. She did her best to cover her still aching nipples with her forearms.
“Now that won’t do at all,” said Jonathan, grabbing hold of Tabitha’s wrists with one hand and holding them over her head where they were safely out of the way.
Tabitha’s head and her genitals were very much at odds with one another. On the one hand she was crying out in something akin to terror, while on the other hand, she was more aroused than she could ever remember having been.
Turning her head to the side, she saw that Jonathan was even harder than before, if that were possible, his positively raging erection straining at the seams of his undergarments, which were barely able to contain his throbbing manhood. It looked as though his cock might tear through the fabric at any moment. She wished it would. Oh, how she wanted his cock…
When Jonathan Pemberton arrives home late from a night on the town, he expects that he and his wife will turn in for the night. However, she has a surprise for him. Rather than spend the evening with her sewing circle, she instead spent it purchasing a variety of bondage equipment, and she's aching for him to try it out on her. Jonathan is hesitant at first, but soon, Tabitha convinces him to tie her up and do unspeakable things to her body with whips, clamps, and hot wax. It's a wet, hard, and wild ride you won't want to miss!
EXCERPT:
Jonathan left Tabitha’s field of view and she heard the sound of a match being struck. He returned with the candle glowing brightly. Oh, where would he use it first? Tabitha was trembling. Jonathan held the burning candle over her body, moving it about randomly, making her guess what his first target would be. She could see the wax liquefying beneath the flame. It was ready to drip at the turn of his wrist.
“Mmmmmfff!” Tabitha shouted through the gag. “Mmmfft mmmnnph!” Jonathan had stopped the candle directly over her chest, and was beginning to tip it sideways. Tabitha’s wrists were still bound together, but aside from that, she could move her arms freely. She did her best to cover her still aching nipples with her forearms.
“Now that won’t do at all,” said Jonathan, grabbing hold of Tabitha’s wrists with one hand and holding them over her head where they were safely out of the way.
Tabitha’s head and her genitals were very much at odds with one another. On the one hand she was crying out in something akin to terror, while on the other hand, she was more aroused than she could ever remember having been.
Turning her head to the side, she saw that Jonathan was even harder than before, if that were possible, his positively raging erection straining at the seams of his undergarments, which were barely able to contain his throbbing manhood. It looked as though his cock might tear through the fabric at any moment. She wished it would. Oh, how she wanted his cock…
