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Here is an excerpt from my current WIP.
It is titled, but I’m not ready to release the name. I will, however, reveal that it is a collaboration with another, a British Dominant named James Collier. It is he who is the story-teller in this scene.
EXCERPT
“You are my bride, and I will have you, but not until you want me more than you have ever wanted anything in your entire life. Not until you are begging me to fuck you.”
I felt her quiver and heard the quick intake of breath.
“First, though, you must be punished for being so willful, for attempting to reject me.”
“I’m sorry, husband,” she whispered.
Husband again, hmmm…
“Face the wall and raise your hands above your head. It’s time you learned the sting of the crop.”
Whimpering, she turned around, and as she did I pulled off my belt, quickly wrapping it around her wrists and securing it to the ancient iron chains. I doubted it was a strong tether, but it would suffice, besides, it was all theatre. Lifting the crop I slid it back and forth across her bottom, still covered in the thin satin of her underwear.
“You will learn I am the Master of my house,” I decreed, and without warning I swished it down.
Her yelp echoed around the dim cavern, and quickly landing a second cut just below the first I felt the familiar surge of energy flow through in my being. Taking a moment, I dropped my hand between her legs, pushed aside the narrow gusset and felt her wetness; she was drenched, and I heard a soft moan escape her lips.
“You see? You’re already wet with need for my cock. Already your body is betraying you.”
Slipping her knickers down her legs, leaving them around her ankles as a simple restraint, I gazed lustily at the red marks striping her gorgeous backside; two horizontal lines over the roundness of her cheeks.
It’s like work of abstract art. I wish I could paint, I would preserve that in oil. It would be a masterpiece, a thing of beauty to enjoy for the rest of my days.
The thudding clink of the chains against the rock snapped me out of my reverie, and I moved to her side, placing the crop at her mouth.
“Hold this for me,” I said softly.
Her eyes were wide as she stared at me, and opening her mouth she took it between her teeth, biting down gently.
“Good girl, perhaps we’re getting somewhere. Your cunt is already gloriously slippery, and your fear is now greater for the sting of the crop than it is for my manhood. Am I right?”
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