At the Edge of Dreams
A Midsummer Night’s Dream meets BDSM sex in this new release from Simone Francis
A Midsummer Night’s Dream meets BDSM sex in this new release from Simone Francis
Most of my heroines are strong, confident women. In many of my books and stories they start out less so, but throughout the story, their character develops. So why do these women submit to having pain inflicted upon them?
This glamourous blonde is one of the sexiest women I think Vas has photographed for Secret Obsessions.
In fact, she is part of the inspiration for the character Argenta in The Donnington Chronicles.
BDSM FICTION | EBOOK | SERIAL STORY | PUNISHMENT | SUBMISSION
Celia Donnington is known as The Ice Maiden in her office. Will she thaw as she enters a world of BDSM at Hardend House? Will she survive the punishments? And if she does will she become a Mistress or a slave?
Whether the 1980s is history to you or the best time you ever had The Donnington Chronicles will take you on a wild ride.
There is a world of spankings, submission and sexual slavery that seethes below the respectable veneer of Edwardian London. Follow Amelia Slone, as she enters The Bookshop in this fast paced, highly erotic thriller.
I like writing about women exploring kinky sexy for the first time. In this spanking fetish short story a woman explores her deepest desires as the door to a new world opens .
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A woman daydreams of BDSM – will her dreams come true?
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Her fingers curled around the handle of the crop, beneath its leather skin it felt firm and unyielding. She had to place her thumbs along the shaft to force it to bend, just a little, into an elegant curve as she tested its strength.
She imagined it hissing down, moving with such speed and force that the friction of the very air caused it to flex. Then, at the bottom of the arc, contact with the anxiously waiting flesh, the abrupt stop causing the hard shaft to flex in the opposite direction, melding itself onto the round contours of the obediently bared behind.
‘I’m sixty-one and I’ve just had my first kinky sex with a man I only met this morning,’