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Marlo Peterson
Prisoner in His Lust Dungeon (BDSM Billionaire Erotica)
Prisoner in His Lust Dungeon (BDSM Billionaire Erotica)
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Those screams from the basement are from horror, they’re from pure pain and pleasure, whips and chains, ropes and handcuffs. Tina, a high class stripper, gets all of the above when she’s caught up in the web of Allen, a billionaire who loves fiery women and gets what he wants out of life. After meeting Tina at the strip club, their fling takes off.
One night, Allen sends a personal driver to pick Tina up, so that he can have his way with her in his basement. With Allen’s wife upstairs, and a dungeon filled with whips, sex toys and candles downstairs, he’s going to punish her in ways that only a little nympho can love.
EXCERPT:
“Do you know what I’m going to do with this?” Allen asked me, referring to the whip in his hand.
I gulped, knowing full well what he was about to do with it. We had never ventured into this side of sexuality, and no man had ever tied me up, let alone spanked me with a leather whip, but something about him made me put trust in it. I shook off the nerves and jumped into naughty little mistress mode.
“Are you going to spank my slutty ass with it?” I asked, with an innocent voice.
I couldn’t see his face, but could almost hear him smile.
“You’re damn right I am,” he said.
Allen walked right over to me, and as he got close, I nearly jumped out of my skin, as the ropes tightened around my body and I felt myself leaving the ground. I saw his arm motion to the wall, so he must have had some kind of button in place that triggered a mechanism that pulled on the rope and hoisted me into the air.
One night, Allen sends a personal driver to pick Tina up, so that he can have his way with her in his basement. With Allen’s wife upstairs, and a dungeon filled with whips, sex toys and candles downstairs, he’s going to punish her in ways that only a little nympho can love.
EXCERPT:
“Do you know what I’m going to do with this?” Allen asked me, referring to the whip in his hand.
I gulped, knowing full well what he was about to do with it. We had never ventured into this side of sexuality, and no man had ever tied me up, let alone spanked me with a leather whip, but something about him made me put trust in it. I shook off the nerves and jumped into naughty little mistress mode.
“Are you going to spank my slutty ass with it?” I asked, with an innocent voice.
I couldn’t see his face, but could almost hear him smile.
“You’re damn right I am,” he said.
Allen walked right over to me, and as he got close, I nearly jumped out of my skin, as the ropes tightened around my body and I felt myself leaving the ground. I saw his arm motion to the wall, so he must have had some kind of button in place that triggered a mechanism that pulled on the rope and hoisted me into the air.
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