Author: | Cate Troyer | ISBN: | 1230000010280 |
Publisher: | Dirty Little Secrets | Publication: | August 7, 2012 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | Cate Troyer |
ISBN: | 1230000010280 |
Publisher: | Dirty Little Secrets |
Publication: | August 7, 2012 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
Elise enters into pet training at the Kennel Club and makes a new friend, the innocently sexy Paige. She introduces Elise to the sapphic pleasures awaiting her as a pet, but Paige belongs to Bettine de Ronneur, a mysterious and beautiful woman with a dark connection to James Goran, the billionaire who owns Elise. Plus, a final lesson awaits Elise before she can return home with James.
This explicit story contains the following elements: bondage, forced orgasms, BDSM lifestyle, graphic lesbian sex, whipping
*****“I’ll take that as a no then,” she grinned. “Have you ever wanted to be with a woman?”
“I never really thought about it.”
“You should,” the girl nodded sagely. “My name is Paige.”
“Elise,” I smiled tentatively.
“Well, Elise,” Paige whispered, picking up her empty bowl. “I’ll find you in the garden today.”
I was surprised at the prickling of curiosity and desire I felt growing inside me. *****
Elise enters into pet training at the Kennel Club and makes a new friend, the innocently sexy Paige. She introduces Elise to the sapphic pleasures awaiting her as a pet, but Paige belongs to Bettine de Ronneur, a mysterious and beautiful woman with a dark connection to James Goran, the billionaire who owns Elise. Plus, a final lesson awaits Elise before she can return home with James.
This explicit story contains the following elements: bondage, forced orgasms, BDSM lifestyle, graphic lesbian sex, whipping
*****“I’ll take that as a no then,” she grinned. “Have you ever wanted to be with a woman?”
“I never really thought about it.”
“You should,” the girl nodded sagely. “My name is Paige.”
“Elise,” I smiled tentatively.
“Well, Elise,” Paige whispered, picking up her empty bowl. “I’ll find you in the garden today.”
I was surprised at the prickling of curiosity and desire I felt growing inside me. *****