Author: | Jenevieve DeBeers | ISBN: | 1230000168637 |
Publisher: | Smokin' Hot Press | Publication: | September 4, 2013 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Jenevieve DeBeers |
ISBN: | 1230000168637 |
Publisher: | Smokin' Hot Press |
Publication: | September 4, 2013 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
A handsome young prince of a wild and decadent age discovers a forgotten castle. Within that towering keep is a legendary beauty, enchanted to sleep through the ages. Waving aside the warnings, he boldly enters to find Sleeping Beauty. Determined to own that bespelled beauty, he lets his wicked mind run rampant as he defiles her in the most base ways, until he finally breaks the curse.
Warning: This short story contains extremely explicit retelling of the Sleeping Beauty fairy tale and is intended for mature readers. If you are offended by very rough sex, spanking, bondage, and/or explicit descriptions of sex acts, please don't read this story. How happy her ever after proves to be is up to interpretation.
Excerpt:
"Unfortunately, you're not awake to enjoy this," he said, picking up some pieces of rope and returning to the bed. "But you will look even more beautiful all tied up."
Henri crossed Sleeping Beauty's ankles and bound them together. Rolling her onto her belly, he crawled up and sat on her thighs, while pulling her arms back. He tied her wrists together, and then tied her elbows together.
"If only you knew how uncomfortable you are," he said, grinning with wicked glee. "I'm going to have so much fun with you."
Still having a bit more rope, Henri rolled Sleeping Beauty onto her back and straddled her hips as he admired her large, firm breasts. He took the rope and bound her boobs, circling each breast with rope as close to her body as possible and binding it so tight the tits mushroomed up above the bindings and started turning red. Once both tits were tightly bound and turning dark red, he was out of rope and quite pleased with the results.
About the Author:
Jenevieve DeBeers leads a double life. By day, she is a dedicated worker bee in the corporate grind, but at night she surrenders to her deep, dark side and writes out all of the little fantasies that consume her day. Her characters enjoy all of the wild sexual escapades and daring deeds of lust and love that she wishes she was brave enough to enjoy in real life. Yeah, she lives vicariously through her characters.
A handsome young prince of a wild and decadent age discovers a forgotten castle. Within that towering keep is a legendary beauty, enchanted to sleep through the ages. Waving aside the warnings, he boldly enters to find Sleeping Beauty. Determined to own that bespelled beauty, he lets his wicked mind run rampant as he defiles her in the most base ways, until he finally breaks the curse.
Warning: This short story contains extremely explicit retelling of the Sleeping Beauty fairy tale and is intended for mature readers. If you are offended by very rough sex, spanking, bondage, and/or explicit descriptions of sex acts, please don't read this story. How happy her ever after proves to be is up to interpretation.
Excerpt:
"Unfortunately, you're not awake to enjoy this," he said, picking up some pieces of rope and returning to the bed. "But you will look even more beautiful all tied up."
Henri crossed Sleeping Beauty's ankles and bound them together. Rolling her onto her belly, he crawled up and sat on her thighs, while pulling her arms back. He tied her wrists together, and then tied her elbows together.
"If only you knew how uncomfortable you are," he said, grinning with wicked glee. "I'm going to have so much fun with you."
Still having a bit more rope, Henri rolled Sleeping Beauty onto her back and straddled her hips as he admired her large, firm breasts. He took the rope and bound her boobs, circling each breast with rope as close to her body as possible and binding it so tight the tits mushroomed up above the bindings and started turning red. Once both tits were tightly bound and turning dark red, he was out of rope and quite pleased with the results.
About the Author:
Jenevieve DeBeers leads a double life. By day, she is a dedicated worker bee in the corporate grind, but at night she surrenders to her deep, dark side and writes out all of the little fantasies that consume her day. Her characters enjoy all of the wild sexual escapades and daring deeds of lust and love that she wishes she was brave enough to enjoy in real life. Yeah, she lives vicariously through her characters.