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Carrie has proven to Derek she can take control, now will she submit to him or does her own strong will get in the way?
This 4700 word short story contains whips, restraints, BDSM, tight bondage and graphic sexual play in the couples new dungeon. It is intended for mature readers only!!!
Excerpt:
Carrie stood alone in the bedroom
looking into the dungeon room; still wet and wishing DW would walk in the door
to have his way with her. She really couldn’t believe the feelings that Bethany
had stirred inside her with nothing more than several strokes of the whips. She
just had to bide her time until Derek returned from his trip.
She finished out the evening
getting everything placed, and organized for his first view of their wonderful
playroom. Time flew by, and when she finally finished and looked at the clock
it read 4:11 am. That explained why she felt so tired. Heading for the bed, she
finally removed the collar and wrist and ankle restraints and curled up to get
some sleep.
Carrie was dreaming that DW had her trussed up in the
dungeon, stroking her body with a whip. She was naked, spread eagle and
totally at his mercy. She heard a phone ring, and DW set down the whip to
answer it. He talked on it, then said he had to leave but the phone just kept
ringing. Everything else became drowned out by the ringing phone. She watched
DW walk away, talking on the phone, yet it was still ringing. He left her there
strung up and unable to get free. Why was the phone still ringing? She opened
her eyes, realizing she was actually in bed and it was her phone that had been
going off. She jumped to get it, still pondering the odd dream. “Hello.” She
said into the phone not fully awake yet.
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