| Author: | James Masters | ISBN: | 9781311763334 |
| Publisher: | James Masters | Publication: | May 10, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | James Masters |
| ISBN: | 9781311763334 |
| Publisher: | James Masters |
| Publication: | May 10, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
A thief is captured and then tortured till she breaks book 1 of "enslaving a thief" series.
Small Exert
I watched in fascination as she blushed to the point I could almost see color on her darker skin. First her shoes where off in almost a flash followed shortly after by her socks. Her breath was hiked a bit as she undid her tight jeans and dropped them to the floor to show off a pair of black lace boyshorts. They looked fairly flimsy and cheaply made. I almost felt sorry for the humiliated girl, almost, as she stripped off her sweatshirt to show me a nice white t-shirt under with a picture of an African American male whose hair was in an afro. She began to start to take off her shirt when I asked “Did I say you could take that off?”
She shook her head and I tossed her the collar and said “Get that on now” It was amusing to see her fumble with the lock in the back and she finally wrapped the tight leather around her neck. I motioned her to follow me and she immediately did so and I took her into the basement and a place where she would be punished in. I lead her over to a Saint Andrew’s cross and said “Your shirt and bra.”
A thief is captured and then tortured till she breaks book 1 of "enslaving a thief" series.
Small Exert
I watched in fascination as she blushed to the point I could almost see color on her darker skin. First her shoes where off in almost a flash followed shortly after by her socks. Her breath was hiked a bit as she undid her tight jeans and dropped them to the floor to show off a pair of black lace boyshorts. They looked fairly flimsy and cheaply made. I almost felt sorry for the humiliated girl, almost, as she stripped off her sweatshirt to show me a nice white t-shirt under with a picture of an African American male whose hair was in an afro. She began to start to take off her shirt when I asked “Did I say you could take that off?”
She shook her head and I tossed her the collar and said “Get that on now” It was amusing to see her fumble with the lock in the back and she finally wrapped the tight leather around her neck. I motioned her to follow me and she immediately did so and I took her into the basement and a place where she would be punished in. I lead her over to a Saint Andrew’s cross and said “Your shirt and bra.”
