Dominated by My Cousin

Dominated by My Cousin is a carnal tale of domination and pseudo-incest. A young woman’s perfect life quickly falls apart. First she learns she was adopted. Then she is drugged and kidnapped, only to wake up in a dark room, naked and shackled. Her captor leaves no doubt that she will soon lose her virginity. As terrified as she is, only one question haunts her. Why does this man sound so familiar?

Excerpt from Dominated by My Cousin:
Once I had accepted my lack of clothes, I moved on to one of the other two items contained with the circle of light. The first was a bed. It stood roughly three feet off the ground and was made of some sort of fake leather. It looked like those beds you see at the doctor’s office. Only there was no paper sheeting in sight.

Next to the bed stood a medical instrument trolley. Silver in color, the metal trolley had only one shelf. On it stood an assortment of devices. I had to creep closed to identify them. I regretted it as soon as their true nature was revealed.

The trolley was overflowing with an assortment of sexual contraptions. There were plain old sex toys like dildos and butt plugs. But there were also hand cuffs, ball gags and whips; floggers and massive strapons; lubricants of all kinds and an assortment of nipple clamps. I couldn’t think of a single sex toy that was not represented here.

My presence there was becoming increasingly clear. I had no idea how I had gotten there or even where there was, yet I could tell my stay here would not be an enjoyable one. I tried not to think about the fact those toys would most likely be used on me. I also did my best to ignore the fact I was still a virgin. But no matter how hard I tried, those were the only kind of thoughts I had.

I was so busy freaking out I almost didn’t notice the movement in the corner of my eye. Almost. I turned just in time to see a shape emerge from the darkness. It was a man. My heart leaped in my chest. I took a step back, but tripped on my chains and fell to the ground. My ankle was slightly sore, but it didn’t seem to be broken.

I brought my attention back to the man. Now that he stood within the circle of light, I was able to get a good look at him. I was slightly surprised to discover we had quite a lot in common. We were both naked, tough he wore a hat. Actually, it was a stylish fedora. Because the light came from above, his face remained bathed in darkness. The same could not be said for the rest of his body.

The mystery man appeared to be quite young. His muscular physique seemed to belong to a man in his early twenties. It also indicated he took exceedingly good care of his body. Under different circumstances, I may have been attracted to him. But given the perilousness of my situation, the last thing on my mind was the man’s lack of clothes. Well, second last. It was a constant struggle to keep from staring at his exposed member…