{"product_id":"2940016348742","title":"His Slave Toy - BDSM Hardcore Male Dominance Female Submission -Erotica","description":"BDSM is an Acronym that is widely popular in the Erotic World...B\/D -Bondage \u0026amp; Discipline, D\/S -Dominance and Submission)and S\/M -Sadism and Masochism. Enjoy this hot, steamy BDSM.......\u003cbr\u003eExcerpt:\u003cbr\u003eShe sat up in bed, and for one split second thought, \"Who the hell said that?\" And then as she stared at her reflection in the mirror on the wall directly across from her bed, she saw a look of irritation and frustration on her own face and realized she had yelled out loud at herself. This caused her to break into laughter, which felt extremely good after having such a serious day and such serious thoughts only moments ago. She liked the sound of it and laughed some more, feeling some of the tension ease out of her. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe pulled back the thick covers (hotel rooms were always too hot or too cold for her taste, and this one was too cold) and without turning on the light, climbed out of bed and in bare feet, padded across the thick carpeting to the sliding glass doors leading onto the large balcony. She pushed the heavy drapes aside and stood for a few moments looking out at the view. The moon was full and as she stood in the doorway gazing upward at it, the light it reflected was so bright, it lit up the balcony, as well as shimmered off the silk, floor-length, nightgown she was wearing. The nightgown was vanilla in color, with pale brown thread working a damask pattern through the luxurious fabric. Her blond hair fell several inches over her bare shoulders, except for the thin straps of the nightgown. The gown was high cut over her full breasts where the straps continued up and over her shoulders, but between them fell into a very low-cut V, with a small rose at the point of the V, effectively bringing one's eyes directly to that point. The gown was form fitting and would add the appearance of curves to any woman's figure; however, in this lady's case, it accentuated the graceful curves she already possessed. Her skin looked even paler than usual in the moonlight and as she stared upward directly into its light and the reflection made the long eyelashes framing her blue eyes appear almost silver. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe appeared younger than her middle-age years and although she was secretly pleased with this, in the business world she found it to be a hindrance, as well as an annoyance. She was frequently thought to be younger and therefore less experienced and knowledgeable and felt she had to constantly battle against that assumption. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony. Instantly the hot, humid air slammed into her, but it felt almost comforting after the sterile-cold air of the room. She was on the top floor of this luxury hotel, and thus had only a slight overhang of the roof above her balcony; the rest was open to the night sky. There was a solid cement wall separating her balcony from the balcony to her left, but being the corner room, there was no balcony to her right, only more railing and open sky. She stepped forward to the railing, although not particularly fond of heights, and for the first time since she had arrived at the conference, really looked at the beautiful view in front of her. The moonlight sparkled and glistened on the ocean in front of her, creating a silver path that looked as if you could climb onto it and walk across the water and up to the moon itself. The surf crashed onto the rocks beneath her and she found the strength in the sound strangely invigorating, the force with which the waves pounded against the hard boulders, the spray flying up and falling like heavy rain back down against them. The salt smell of the air was a pleasant change from the inland, pollution-filled air she was accustomed to. The warm breeze picked up, brushing the hair off her face, and pressing the silk against her body. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe fatigue her body felt began to take over and she absently sunk into a comfortable rattan chaise with low armrests on either side and thick, soft cushions covered in a bright yellow, soothing terry cloth fabric. The chaise reclined almost completely, so it was natural to ease back into it, with a feeling as if one was sinking back into a mountain of pillows on a bed. \"Heavenly,\" was all she thought as she felt the breeze skimming over her skin and she listened to the sounds of the ocean below her. Her eyes closed and this time there were no thoughts, her mind was blank, blessedly blank. The last thing she remembered was a complete sigh of contentment, and a thought, one single thought of a certain someone, a smile, and then nothing......... \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShe heard her name being called, bringing her out of her reverie. Keeping her eyes closed, she fought the fog of sleep and once again her brain registered the sounds of the surf she had heard as she had drifted off, her skin felt again the caress of the breeze. But her name was called again. 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