To Strong To Serve: BDSM Slave Domination
Romance, Erotica, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Erotica Shorts, BDSM
| Author: | Randi Encounters | ISBN: | 9781536559934 |
| Publisher: | Randi Encounters | Publication: | July 22, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Randi Encounters |
| ISBN: | 9781536559934 |
| Publisher: | Randi Encounters |
| Publication: | July 22, 2016 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
In the not so distant future, war breaks out wiping out society as we know it. As most of the men in the world fall under the brutality of the war the women take over due to the sheer numbers they hold over the men. Swearing never again, they enslave men. Relegating them to little more than workers and studs.
One of the wealthiest landowners just had to have the coveted wild man that had been captured. It had been thought there were no more men out in the wild and all the women wanted this brooding savage who pulsed with a masculinity that had been bred out of the remaining men in their years of captivity. The moment she laid eyes on him up on the auction block she could feel herself moisten with desire.
“What are you doing,” she asked herself as she kept bidding. The pulsing in her loins nagging at her. Demanding that she pay as much as she needed to claim this savage as her own. His dark, brooding eyes that looked about defiantly making her weak as his eyes locked on hers.
Feeling her pulse race as she found his gaze to strong to hold, she comforted herself that he was just a man. And men were made to be broken. No matter if he was from outside the cities. Feeling his gaze boring into her, she peeked back for one last look at the muscle bound savage. Showing off the man being led off the stage stopped short and flexed his muscles as he stared at her. Shock filled her at his animal ways as a strange yearning spread like a fire in her wetness.
“You will learn to obey,” she promised, trying to reassure herself as the electricity coursed in her pores. An electricity that pulled at her sexual being with a knowing. A knowing that the man she had just taken possession of would dominate her as she secretly longed for.
In the not so distant future, war breaks out wiping out society as we know it. As most of the men in the world fall under the brutality of the war the women take over due to the sheer numbers they hold over the men. Swearing never again, they enslave men. Relegating them to little more than workers and studs.
One of the wealthiest landowners just had to have the coveted wild man that had been captured. It had been thought there were no more men out in the wild and all the women wanted this brooding savage who pulsed with a masculinity that had been bred out of the remaining men in their years of captivity. The moment she laid eyes on him up on the auction block she could feel herself moisten with desire.
“What are you doing,” she asked herself as she kept bidding. The pulsing in her loins nagging at her. Demanding that she pay as much as she needed to claim this savage as her own. His dark, brooding eyes that looked about defiantly making her weak as his eyes locked on hers.
Feeling her pulse race as she found his gaze to strong to hold, she comforted herself that he was just a man. And men were made to be broken. No matter if he was from outside the cities. Feeling his gaze boring into her, she peeked back for one last look at the muscle bound savage. Showing off the man being led off the stage stopped short and flexed his muscles as he stared at her. Shock filled her at his animal ways as a strange yearning spread like a fire in her wetness.
“You will learn to obey,” she promised, trying to reassure herself as the electricity coursed in her pores. An electricity that pulled at her sexual being with a knowing. A knowing that the man she had just taken possession of would dominate her as she secretly longed for.
