The Bookshop – Caning the Maid

Caning the Maid Edwardian lesbian and spanking erotica

Caning the maid is an excerpt from my first full length novel The Bookshop. It is a complete scene, not just a teaser, so won’t leave you hanging but hopefully you will want more.

Warning: This story is about BDSM punishment and has an explicit lesbian sex scene.

It’s 1908 and Amelia Slone is on the trail of an organisation that seduces women, lures them in with promises of sexual gratification and has kidnapped her friend. To infiltrate The Order she must awaken her own desires.

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The Donnington Chronicles – BDSM Fiction

BDSM fiction

Celia Donnington is known as The Ice Maiden in her office. Watch her thaw as she enters a world of BDSM at Hardend House. If she does will she become Mistress or slave?

The Donnington Chronicles BDSM fiction by Simone Francis

Warning: Contains scenes of BDSM whippings, spankings and graphic descriptions of sex.

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The Bookshop – An Historical Erotic Thriller

The Bookshop A bisexual BDSM erotic thriller set in Edwardian London Cover

Welcome to a world of spankings, submission and sexual slavery that seethes below the respectable veneer of Edwardian London. Follow our bisexual heroine, Amelia Slone, as she enters The Bookshop.

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A wild and adventurous ride!

Warning: This erotic novel contains scenes of spankings and submission

The Bookshop -An historical, erotic thriller by Simone Francis

Excerpt

Being a bisexual woman in Edwardian London was never easy. In this excerpt, Amelia is introduced to BDSM.

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The Iron Tongue of Midnight – Prologue

Erotic fairy story The Iron Tongue of Midnight by Simone Francis Prologue cover photo

A modern erotic fairy story by Simone Francis

Read the first four chapters of this adult erotic fairy story here

The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve

Lovers to bed; ’tis almost fairy time

William Shakespeare – A Midsummer Nights Dream

Prologue

Rebecca dreamed, tossing and turning in the heat of the night, her dark hair flowing in waves across the white pillows. The sultriness of the air glistened on her pale skin as in her dreams, she saw legions of men, each with tantalising blue-veined hard flesh standing out before them. Her arms reached out, she wanted them, wanted to touch them, feel them inside her.

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