| Author: | Erica Young | ISBN: | 9781311691255 |
| Publisher: | Erica Young | Publication: | May 24, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Erica Young |
| ISBN: | 9781311691255 |
| Publisher: | Erica Young |
| Publication: | May 24, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Welcome to the House of Hoss.
Within this bundle you will have the first three House of Hoss BDSM short-stories conveniently at your finger tips. Enjoy the descriptions of all three Hoss sister-slaves and delve into their brutal lifestyle. Out in public the household looks to be elegant, rich, and in control. Inside the house, however, only one man is in charge.
Enjoy reading the descriptions brutal punishments the sister-slaves of the House of Hoss must endure in order to keep the love and respect of the man they call Master. At the end of the night, however, they all truly believe that this was the lifestyle made for them. Devoted, excruciating, and passionate. That is the way of the House of Hoss.
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Excerpt:
With her right hand, Hossandra grabbed the skin on the back of Lil’ Hossy’s neck with a tight grip, digging her claws into the flesh. Walking with brisk, Lil’ Hossy could only whine and complain on the way to her cage. Lil’ Hossy did her best to alleviate the pull on her neck, but Hossandra was surprisingly strong, despite her supermodel frame. Not enjoying being held at the neck like an actual bad kitten, Lil’ Hossy cried out, “I’m sorry, sis! I’m really sorry! Please…ow!” Hossandra pinched the back of her neck even harder than before as she opened the basement door. Lil’ Hossy begged for mercy, “It was just a joke, sis! Please! Please! I’m sorry!” Without hesitation, Hossandra opened the door to Lil’ Hossy’s enlarged kennel used for discipline and then locked it shut.
Unable to contain herself, Lil’ Hossy began to cry out loud. She was wearing her normal house clothes, the pink see-through dress. Hossandra walked to one of the cabinets with various torture devices. Without hesitation, Hossandra grabbed a padlock to ensure that Lil’ Hossy wouldn’t be able to escape, along with the taser rod; an elongated taser used for animals in a cage. Lil’ Hossy shrieked with fear. “No! Please! I’m sorry! I’m really, really sorry!” Tears began to form, showing total fear to the only woman of the house that she actually respected. Hossandra locked the cage, furthermore with the padlock, ensuring the captivation of Lil’ Hossy. Standing there, staring, and not saying a word, Hossandra stood tall; her clothes were ruffled and her hair was a mess from Lil’ Hossy’s hands. To say that she was anything short of intimidating would be an understatement.
Welcome to the House of Hoss.
Within this bundle you will have the first three House of Hoss BDSM short-stories conveniently at your finger tips. Enjoy the descriptions of all three Hoss sister-slaves and delve into their brutal lifestyle. Out in public the household looks to be elegant, rich, and in control. Inside the house, however, only one man is in charge.
Enjoy reading the descriptions brutal punishments the sister-slaves of the House of Hoss must endure in order to keep the love and respect of the man they call Master. At the end of the night, however, they all truly believe that this was the lifestyle made for them. Devoted, excruciating, and passionate. That is the way of the House of Hoss.
Remember, my dears...follow me! @eyoungwrites on Twitter.
Excerpt:
With her right hand, Hossandra grabbed the skin on the back of Lil’ Hossy’s neck with a tight grip, digging her claws into the flesh. Walking with brisk, Lil’ Hossy could only whine and complain on the way to her cage. Lil’ Hossy did her best to alleviate the pull on her neck, but Hossandra was surprisingly strong, despite her supermodel frame. Not enjoying being held at the neck like an actual bad kitten, Lil’ Hossy cried out, “I’m sorry, sis! I’m really sorry! Please…ow!” Hossandra pinched the back of her neck even harder than before as she opened the basement door. Lil’ Hossy begged for mercy, “It was just a joke, sis! Please! Please! I’m sorry!” Without hesitation, Hossandra opened the door to Lil’ Hossy’s enlarged kennel used for discipline and then locked it shut.
Unable to contain herself, Lil’ Hossy began to cry out loud. She was wearing her normal house clothes, the pink see-through dress. Hossandra walked to one of the cabinets with various torture devices. Without hesitation, Hossandra grabbed a padlock to ensure that Lil’ Hossy wouldn’t be able to escape, along with the taser rod; an elongated taser used for animals in a cage. Lil’ Hossy shrieked with fear. “No! Please! I’m sorry! I’m really, really sorry!” Tears began to form, showing total fear to the only woman of the house that she actually respected. Hossandra locked the cage, furthermore with the padlock, ensuring the captivation of Lil’ Hossy. Standing there, staring, and not saying a word, Hossandra stood tall; her clothes were ruffled and her hair was a mess from Lil’ Hossy’s hands. To say that she was anything short of intimidating would be an understatement.
