BDSM Checklist: A, B, C
Chapter 11
“Oh thank you, Jesus.”
Jensen barked out a laugh. He cupped her hips and in the next moment she felt his breath on her wet pussy.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this wet.” He pinched her labia and pulled them open, exposing her aching core.
“I can’t remember the last time I was this aroused, Master.”
“You’re enjoying trying new things—abrasion, arm binding, anal.”
“Oh yes, Master.”
“Good, because we’ve got more to do. Come when you’re ready.”
His lips closed over her clit. Anna screamed. The direct contact with the throbbing bundle of nerves was so intense that her toes curled. Jensen held her upper thighs as he lapped at her clit. Broad strokes of his tongue fanned the already wild fire of her desire. He pulled back and blew on her wet flesh, then circled her clit with the tip of his tongue.
“Master!”
Knowing she had his permission—and she was so aroused that even if she hadn’t she would have come—Anna gave in to the orgasm building in her belly. She sobbed as the pleasure washed over her in heavy, thick waves. Her nipples were diamond hard, her ass throbbing, her channel clenching.
He pulled her deeper under the waves of pleasure, using the flat of his tongue to gently massage her throbbing clit. Anything more direct would have been uncomfortable in her pleasure-sensitive body, but he knew her, knew that he could prolong her orgasm.
Anna sucked in great sobbing breaths as her legs trembled and her pussy throbbed. The last wave crashed over her and she went limp, her head hanging down, her hair nearly brushing the floor.
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craved the sweet pleasure of submission. Some wanted the heady sting of pain. Some had no choice. For some, the darkness inside could
woman bound at his mercy. A week ago it had gone from “want” to “need” when the darkness inside
for the well-stocked bar in the next room. The Dom’s Lounge, affectionately called the den, was an elegant room with wood paneling, floor to ceiling bookshelves, and robust leather furniture. It had an air of
estate north of Los Angeles. Its size and architectural history meant it was mentioned in various guides, but very few people could claim to have ever been inside.
“Welcome back, Xavier.”
wing-back chairs. Mistress Faith was one of the overseers of Las Palmas, and a
Xavier used the title both as a sign
last time he was here, though she looked elegant and powerful in a tailored black skirt suit. Outside the Doms’ section of the estate she wore a
She patted his
something. Not a surprise, given his life
Faith sighed. “I suppose you
Xavier started to reach for his phone to check the time, then remembered he didn’t carry it while here.
timing is simply excellent. We have an hour before
“You mean the barn?”
it’s elegant, it’s not a barn.” Faith had helped
99% of the world’s housing,
“You weren’t
talk. “What’s going on? Is there something
Have a seat; I’ll
was simply mineral water. It was time to go find a submissive, one of
to eat.” She motioned to the
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