A teaser from my new ebook, The Merger

She began by kneeling and taking his shoes off. He seemed a little shocked by this subservient move, but he sat up and gazed down at her, a little smile dancing around his eyes. There was something primal about being at a man's feet like that, and she found herself playing up the "slave girl" aspect, looking back at him with wide eyes, slipping off his shoes and socks reverently, and then kissing the soles of his feet.

"That's nice, but there's something I'd rather have you kissing." He drew his belt through the buckle and unbuttoned his fly.

His cock resembled the rest of him: golden, tall, its broadness echoing the spread of his shoulders. She grasped it in her hand, marvelling at how small and white her hand looked wrapped around his flesh. The ruby tip was wet with his arousal and seemed to throb almost visibly with his pulse. As her lips wrapped around his cock head, he exhaled sharply, and his hips lifted off the bed. His cock lurched into her mouth, almost to the hilt. She had had the idea of slowly teasing his cock with her tongue and lips, but he clearly wanted to fuck her face. And she was nothing loath. She put her hands behind her back and gazed up at him again with that same wide eyed look. After her tightly organised days and weeks, putting control into his hands was delicious.

He started thrusting fairly gently to begin with, but before long he had her head in his hands, his fingers tangling through her hair, forcing her to move to his rhythm. Lydia could barely breathe, but wouldn't have had him stop for the world. Her hand crept back to her nipples, tugging and pinching on them alternately while her other fingers rubbed at her clit. Before long, from the oxygen deprivation as well as the sheer horniness of the situation had her bucking and shuddering under his hands. He kept pumping into her mouth, slowing his pace as her orgasm subsided.

"That was so hot Lydia, watching you come with my cock in your mouth." he growled. He stood and pressed her close to him again, his cock pushing hot and hard and wet into her stomach. He tipped her face up to inspect it. "Look at yourself," he said, that smile twinkling about his face again. Lydia looked in the dressing table mirror, and barely recognised herself. Her carefully styled hair was tangled and ruffled, her eyes were watering, and her lips were swollen from the fucking they had just endured. She wore only her knickers, the crotch darkened by her arousal. The sight made her horny again. "I can't believe that's the same ice queen who walked into the board room this morning. Come on, it's time to take those knickers off.” He picked her up easily, plopped her down on the bed, and pulled off the scrap of fabric. She let her legs spread, so that he could see every inch of her. His head lowered between them, and his tongue flickered out snakelike to taste her dew. He slid a finger inside her, and his eyes widened as he felt how wet she was. "You really like giving head, huh?"

"When it's like that," she purred back from thickened lips.

"You like getting your face fucked." he replied softly, straddling her and sliding his cock between her tits.

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The shower scene from my upcoming short, "Bending over the Rugby Boy"

[I have removed this excerpt, as the KDP Select Programme demands exclusivisity. I'll return it as soon as I'm allowed. Until then, perhaps Strap on Vignette will be to your taste.]

Bending over the Rugby Boy is out now on Amazon!

Her first play party

Dedicated to a special lady from the internet ;)

Lucy stared grimly at the outfit laid out on the bed. She decided to just get it on before she could talk herself out of it. She started with the black leather suspender belt and stockings, and put on the matching thong. She then donned the balconette bra (which didn't even cover her nipples). Finally, a pair of teeteringly high, black patent leather heels, which made her glad that a taxi had been ordered.

Ricky breezed in, wearing jean shorts with tights, combat boots and a plaid shirt, short sleeved and with the first few buttons undone, revealing her tattoos. It wasn't hard to look down inside it and see her small, pale, pierced tits. She looked like a loverboi dreamboat. Ricky gave her infectious grin, eyeing her over, stroking her body in a proprietory manner. Seeing her lover and mistress made lucy feel that sensation of blissful calm she had discovered in BDSM.

A taxi honked outside. Ricky held out Lucy's long black coat so she could slip into it, took her hand, and led her outside.

Lucy had thought she would feel humiliated beyond bearing by the outfit Ricky had laid out for her. However, the party was at a large suburban house rather than the club she had expected, and the atmosphere was relaxed. People were wearing a variety of outfits. There were subs wearing nothing but a collar and lead, and lounging dominant men, perfectly at their ease, dressed in immaculate suits. One suited man looked familiar to her, something about his movements. When he threw his head back in his unmistakeable laughter, her insides knotted in fear. It was their friend, Alex, an English boy they knew who had lewdly hinted at an interesting private life, but had never gone into specifics. A while ago, she had blushingly confessed her crush on him to Ricky. She hoped that she hadn't seen him, but she was already taking her usual bouncy, athletic steps towards him. He nodded as he saw her, and raised his eyebrows in surprise at the sight of Lucy with her creamy tits all but bare and her freckled skin blushing all over.

"Hello there Alex. Care for a drink?"

"Hmm... I'll take a gin and tonic."

Ricky nodded her in the direction of the small bar in the corner, which looked as though it had been set up in the late 70s. Complete with neon flamingoes. She walked over, mildly soothed by the knowledge that her pert bum and long legs presented quite a view from behind, in the high heels Ricky had chosen for this evening. She mixed two gin and tonics and walked back over. She handed one to each of the two dominants. Alex's held up his glass and murmured "Cheers!" He and Ricky clinked glasses. "Good slut. Here." said Ricky, tipping some of her drink into Lucy's mouth, spilling some over her face and splashing just a little on her jutting tits. She admired the effect of the spotlights sparkling on her pet's nipples, then she grinned again.

"Alex, would you like a blow job from my pet here?"

"Well, I could never refuse a lady's offer." he replied, with a naughty smirk.

"Go on, slut." She caught Lucy's eye and smiled at her encouragingly. Lucy knew that she could refuse, but her mistress was offering her her ultimate fantasy, and she knew she would regret acting with cowardice.

"Yes miss." she said, and shuffled over between his knees, which he casually slung apart. He undid his fly (which buttoned, furthering her suspicion that the suit was bespoke). He put his hands behind his head then, leaving her to undress him further. She shyly slid her hand over his hardened cock, to the band of his underwear, pulling it down and exposing him, his thick cock springing free. She could see that there were people watching, that the sight of her near nude at this man's knees had attracted attention.

Grasping him in her hand (nervously noticing that her fingers didn't quite reach around) she ran her tongue experimentally around the tip. He sighed, and placed one hand on the back of her head. She was fully in the submissive headspace now, and this little touch was all she needed to encourage her to take him fully into her mouth. She sucked slowly, her head bobbing up and down. She half opened her eyes and met his hard, but not unkind gaze, and felt his hand stroking her neck and the top of her back. She could also see Ricky, who was grinning from ear to ear at the sight of Lucy finally getting a mouthful of her sexy friend whom she had lusted over unspoken for years. Urged on by the unspoken approval of the male and female who were co-dominating her, Lucy breathed in hard and took Alex down her throat, making him gasp. He dug his fingers into her neck, moaning for her to continue. She felt a little light headed from the oxygen deprivation, but also insanely horny. She realised Ricky had moved behind her, massaging her tits and reaching around to her swollen, horny clit, throbbing behind her moistened underwear.

A salty gush hit her throat, followed by another and another. Her small mouth couldn't contain his cum, which dripped out onto her freckled chin and onto her tits. Ricky grabbed her savagely, kissing, nipping and biting her neck, twisting her nipples alternately and stroking her tortured clit. Her orgasm rippled from her head to her toes, and she cried out, not caring that they were in public. She lay back against Ricky, who cradled her in her arms, kissing and reassuring her. Alex lay back with his eyes half shut, left exhausted by the strength of his orgasm. He met Lucy's gaze and matched her beaming smile.

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