Netflix and [spanking] [MF]

You can feel my heart beating rhythmically through your cheek as it rests on my chest. You can feel my arm wrapped around you, my fingers lightly caressing your shoulder. My touch sends a tingle down your arm. The movie on the bedroom television is a discussing the 50 shades of grey books, and outlining how they are a mockery of the BDSM culture and generally terribly written. A women, a proprietor of some sex shop by the look of it, is describing the six hundred-odd percent increase in sales that followed the release of the trilogy. She describes an anecdote where an eighty year-old woman came in and purchased her first vibrator.

“That’s both amazing and revolting at the same time” I exclaim.

“I think it’s sort of sweet” you argue, “that little old lady is finally able to ignore the stigma and take her pleasure into her own hands in a new and exciting way.”

“Don’t get me wrong,” I start, “I think it’s wonderful that she was influenced to seek out her own happiness, but the idea of an eighty year-old masturbating isn’t what I would consider arousing.”

Read The First Part Of My Hot BDSM/Spanking/Daddy Dom Romance Sequel To Daddy’s Rules

I hope that you enjoy the first part and if you haven’t read the first, Daddy’s Rules, remember you can early download the digital version straight to your Kindle and on to any other device now at Totally Bound Publishing’s Website. You can also pre-order the PRINT version and on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk. This book will be on general release on the 25th July.

Happy Reading! Let me know if you enjoy it.

Arabella

Daddy’s Rules: The Rescue

I’d lost my home, my marriage and most of what I’d owned the day I met the man who would rule my existence and keep me safe. My life had been raped. All I had left was a pile of money and my freedom after years of confinement with one man since being a teenager. I wanted to run away and hide, lick my wounds from the humiliation, the pain, loss, hurt and above all the anger.

I hadn’t known what to do with my powerful angry emotions swirling inside my mind until the day, Ottavio Sassano walked in to my world and tamed them with a firm guiding hand. I am sure my life would have ended if he hadn’t. I would have taken it just to still the raging noise in my head and stop the ache that swelled in my lonely broken heart.

Read The First Hot Part Of My BDSM/Spanking/Daddy Dom Romance & Sequel to Daddy’s Rules

Hello,

I have had a wild day! My divorce is finally drawing to a close, contracts exchanged on my house and I am now moving to my own place and a new life next week. I did want to write a sequel to Daddy’s Rules based on the original characters but after today, I was inspired to write about new ones and events in my own life which I did in the original book. On top of that, the pic of the model I used for Return To The Chateau seemed to fit more with the male character in Daddy’s Rules: The Rescue.

I hope that you enjoy the first part and if you haven’t read the first, Daddy’s Rules, remember you can early download the digital version straight to your Kindle and on to any other device now at Totally Bound Publishing’s Website. You can also pre-order the PRINT version and on Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk. This book will be on general release on the 25th July.

Happy Reading! Let me know if you enjoy it.

Arabella

Daddy’s Rules: The Rescue

[MF] [FM] (not sure what tag to use) Girl, Looking for bdsm erotica/ literature

*(Let me start off by saying my spelling, grammar/use of tense etc is terrible, apologies in advance!) I posted this is reddit – bdms-video, but thought I’d post here too. This is kind of a long post, but I’m desperate for something to watch or read, so thought i may as well put everything in & people dont recommend things i dont like.*

**Hi :)**

I’m a 26 year old girl from london. Forever, thought I that I hated like Porn, but turns out I like (softcore? / Vanilla?) bdsm erotica & bdsm porn. My own personal fantasy is military bdsm (especially during wwi/ wwii/cold war era). So am now looking for more. any good recommendations for bdsm literature/erotica or video? (I dont mind paying).

**I like watching/reading:**

– Dominant Male/ Submissive female. Him being really assertive, good use of vocabulary

– anything with a plot, so if it’s a movie or book or something leading up to the sexual bit that’s great. but if not and it goes straight into the sexual/porn aspect, then thats fine too.

Late nights (part I) [MF] [orgasm control/denial] bdsm] [anal] [impact] [Mdom] [bondage] [public]

The ding of a notification jolts you from the dreary monotony of your daily work. Your hand flies to your phone, which was sitting surreptitiously next to your keyboard, and your heart jumps when you see the sender and the first line of text. Hastily, you key in your passcode and open the app to read the message in its entirety.

**I hope you’re not too busy after work, because I have plans for you**

You read through the cryptic message several times before you commit to a response. Thumbing it in, you hesitate for the briefest moment before hitting send. You’re certain he won’t elaborate with any specificity, but you can’t resist an attempt. Seconds tick by, and your eyes drift out of focus as you stare at your message, waiting for him to read it. Simultaneously, the little “D” next to your response switches to an “R” and ellipses pop up to indicate his incoming answer. In an instant, two more messages appear, one right after another .

**Patience is a virtue, hun.**

**You’ll have to wait.**

The Adventures of Rina – A Star Wars Porn – Chapter 3: In which things go very badly for Rina [rape] [MF] [aliens] [humiliation] [mild torture] [bdsm]

### General Disclaimer ###

I don’t own Star Wars. George did and then he sold it to Mickey. I wasn’t involved in any of that. I have no rights at all to any Star Wars intellectual property. This story is either legal under parody laws or it violates Mickey’s IP and if that’s the case I have a message for Mickey: I don’t have money so suing me won’t do any good.

The following story is filled with graphic descriptions of sex. It is pornography. If you don’t want to read that or it is illegal for you to read porn in your jurisdiction then I’d suggest you stop reading now.

Virtually every single character in this story is a highly attractive bisexual with a high libido and no inhibitions to speak of and a willingness to hop into bed with just about anyone because it’s porn that’s the way porn is.

Breakfast [MF] [bdsm] [Mdom] [begging] [orgasm control/denial]

I open my eyes to a metallic clang coming from the kitchen, and I immediately sense your absence. My left arm still bears the signs of your cuddling with me through the night, and I smile as I recall the event of the prior evening. I let out a low sigh as I stretch before exiting the bedroom, curious to discover what new culinary adventure we’ll be exploring today. After a brief stop in the bathroom, I round the corner and catch my first glimpse of your lithe form. You’re silhouetted in the morning sun cascading through the kitchen windows. I can’t help but pause and take in your beautiful and your absurd attire. Your back is to me and you’re standing on your toes, with one hand leaning against the counter, and reaching into the upper cabinet. The apron is flowing lightly around you, tied in the back, and the only other stitch of clothing is a pair of pale pink panties.

Smiling, I walk up behind you silently and, placing one arm around your waist, press my lips into the soft flesh of your neck just below your right ear.

“Can I help you with something?”

“The Taste of Her Submission” [MF, BD, BDSM, D/S, Oral]

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**ACT I**

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The woman glanced upward, seeing the man’s distorted face through the bottom of his glass tumbler. When seen from this strange perspective, his features appeared momentarily monstrous; his charming smile rendered suddenly sardonic, twisted and unsymmetrical.

The man drank the last of the whiskey in his glass, then lowered the tumbler toward the woman curled up in his lap. While swirling the half-melted ice-cubes in contemplative circles, he announced: “You taste good”, speaking in a guttural whisper.

The woman opened her mouth to respond, but found no words to speak. Instead, she lowered her head back down onto the man’s lap, letting her lips naturally wrap back around his swollen cock.

Her pussy was aching from earlier. Although it was *still* sore to the touch — and painful so — the feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant. How did he even come up with something like that?, she wondered, letting the tip of her tongue glide under his foreskin…

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**ACT II**

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Fun with my assistant part I [MF] [bdsm] [rape] [anal] [impact play]

Eliza gripped the white leather armrest as the Gulfstream lurches, the wheels screeching as they meet the cold tarmac. Eight trips in as many weeks and she still isn’t accustomed to flying. She leans forward, her auburn locks falling over her face, as she tries to control her breathing. The plane is a modified G650 owned by Jones & Hastings L.L.C., the large law firm where she was employed as personal assistant to Brian Jones. The cabin had been stripped down to only allow seating for eight in order to make room for the large conference table in the rear of the plane.

Mr. Jones looked up from the papers spread on the table, “For Christ’s sake Elli, I thought you took some fucking dramamine before we left Chicago.”

“I did,” she replies. God she hated it when he called her Elli. Of all the iterations of her name, Elli was the one that made her hair stand on end. It was what her bastard of an ex-boyfriend used to call her.

“Well go to the bathroom and get yourself together. This is a huge case and I need you to be on point.”

[FM][BDSM]Explored at the Den of Sin – Romance with the Billionaire

**Chapter 1: A Crowded Room at the Den**

Rebecca woke up five minutes before her alarm went off. She was too excited to get to work today to see Bradley. For a while, she was embarrassed and worried about having told him “I love you,” especially since he didn’t say anything back. But he had told her that he was thinking about her a lot and it seemed as though he cared, so it was fine. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

She hadn’t been able to get their last escapade off her mind. A room full of people had watched her get fucked in the ass. Had they heard her admission of love to Mr. Colt? Did they like what they had saw? And most importantly, did Bradley enjoy it as much as her?

Before her mind took her away on another whirlwind of “What if,” she hopped out of bed to get ready. This morning, Rebecca opted for a sexy outfit; a skintight, black dress with a plunging neckline and sheer black tights. Not knowing what her work day would look like, she only applied minimal makeup. Too much action could cause it to smudge and smeared mascara wasn’t so easy to get off.