| Author: | CJ Edwards | ISBN: | 9781310576096 |
| Publisher: | Erotic Dreams | Publication: | July 10, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | CJ Edwards |
| ISBN: | 9781310576096 |
| Publisher: | Erotic Dreams |
| Publication: | July 10, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Tricked into perverted sex with Dom Michael and his wife Esther, 19 year old Heather was then blackmailed with her twin sister to help out at one of their house parties. Neither one was surprised that they intended them to put out but they were both shocked by the ease in which they were manipulated. And then they discovered how they were to entertain the party guests that night. Shocking! Previously published as Fisting the Twins.
Extract:
Heather made her way through the big house. It wasn’t hard to find her sister. In fact she was effectively swept along on a wave of guests, who were all headed the same way. When she walked into a big room, packed with people, her breath caught in her throat. The room was decked out in a medieval theme, with stocks and racks filled with horrible looking instruments of torture. She didn’t waste any time looking at the décor though. Her eyes were drawn straight to the centre of the room, where her sister was hanging upside down from the ceiling, naked!
Heather could see that Julie had been in that position for a good few minutes. Her face was bright red and there was drool running down her face. Her head was about waist height and her legs were splayed out to shoulder width by some sort of devious frame. Her arms hung loosely so that her fingertips just brushed the floor, along with her hair. The crowds were pressing in on her now and she could only just see but as a murmur went around the room, she saw that a big black man in a dinner suit had stepped out. He turned slightly and Heather was shocked to see it was Winston, the driver.
Winston stood immediately in front of the helpless girl, his big trouser snake almost pressing against her face. He turned to face the audience. “Our little Julie needs to be taught a lesson about obedience.” he smiled. “Who would like to administer the discipline?”
There was no shortage of volunteers and a little scrum of excited people formed for a moment. Winston’s eyes settled on Heather. “Maybe her sister should whip her,” he smiled. Heather’s heart leapt into her mouth. There was no way she could hurt her sister, no matter what the circumstances or alternatives. Fortunately Winston’s eye moved on and he selected a slight young woman from the crowd and handed her a rattan cane.
This is a red hot short story of 4,000 words that has explicit scenes of BDSM, lesbian and straight sex, as well as fisting. If you're likely to be offended by any of that or are under 18, please don't read it.
Tricked into perverted sex with Dom Michael and his wife Esther, 19 year old Heather was then blackmailed with her twin sister to help out at one of their house parties. Neither one was surprised that they intended them to put out but they were both shocked by the ease in which they were manipulated. And then they discovered how they were to entertain the party guests that night. Shocking! Previously published as Fisting the Twins.
Extract:
Heather made her way through the big house. It wasn’t hard to find her sister. In fact she was effectively swept along on a wave of guests, who were all headed the same way. When she walked into a big room, packed with people, her breath caught in her throat. The room was decked out in a medieval theme, with stocks and racks filled with horrible looking instruments of torture. She didn’t waste any time looking at the décor though. Her eyes were drawn straight to the centre of the room, where her sister was hanging upside down from the ceiling, naked!
Heather could see that Julie had been in that position for a good few minutes. Her face was bright red and there was drool running down her face. Her head was about waist height and her legs were splayed out to shoulder width by some sort of devious frame. Her arms hung loosely so that her fingertips just brushed the floor, along with her hair. The crowds were pressing in on her now and she could only just see but as a murmur went around the room, she saw that a big black man in a dinner suit had stepped out. He turned slightly and Heather was shocked to see it was Winston, the driver.
Winston stood immediately in front of the helpless girl, his big trouser snake almost pressing against her face. He turned to face the audience. “Our little Julie needs to be taught a lesson about obedience.” he smiled. “Who would like to administer the discipline?”
There was no shortage of volunteers and a little scrum of excited people formed for a moment. Winston’s eyes settled on Heather. “Maybe her sister should whip her,” he smiled. Heather’s heart leapt into her mouth. There was no way she could hurt her sister, no matter what the circumstances or alternatives. Fortunately Winston’s eye moved on and he selected a slight young woman from the crowd and handed her a rattan cane.
This is a red hot short story of 4,000 words that has explicit scenes of BDSM, lesbian and straight sex, as well as fisting. If you're likely to be offended by any of that or are under 18, please don't read it.
