Author: | Mistress Daria | ISBN: | 9781370611768 |
Publisher: | Mistress Daria | Publication: | July 17, 2017 |
Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
Author: | Mistress Daria |
ISBN: | 9781370611768 |
Publisher: | Mistress Daria |
Publication: | July 17, 2017 |
Imprint: | Smashwords |
Language: | English |
This book contains Very Naughty Erotica themes of Lesbian BDSM Domination and Submission.
Jessica is home alone for the summer as she usually is for most of the year, only she's just turned 18 and is at a crossroads in her life. She's never gotten much attention, that is except from her neighbor, Elizabeth the gorgeous older woman who lives just over the short fence next door. Elizabeth sees a lot of potential in this beautiful younger woman. However, the potential she sees in her is that of a fresh submissive, hers to shape and mold for her own use and pleasure. But will this Young Submissive become too hot for her to handle?
“She held me for a few minutes before she pulled back and looked into my eyes. "You've wanted me to touch you like that for some time," She said. It wasn't a question.
My voice was almost a whisper. "Yes."
"I want you to come back tomorrow. We have more to talk about."
"Yes, Elizabeth.”
"My training had just started.”
This book contains Very Naughty Erotica themes of Lesbian BDSM Domination and Submission.
Jessica is home alone for the summer as she usually is for most of the year, only she's just turned 18 and is at a crossroads in her life. She's never gotten much attention, that is except from her neighbor, Elizabeth the gorgeous older woman who lives just over the short fence next door. Elizabeth sees a lot of potential in this beautiful younger woman. However, the potential she sees in her is that of a fresh submissive, hers to shape and mold for her own use and pleasure. But will this Young Submissive become too hot for her to handle?
“She held me for a few minutes before she pulled back and looked into my eyes. "You've wanted me to touch you like that for some time," She said. It wasn't a question.
My voice was almost a whisper. "Yes."
"I want you to come back tomorrow. We have more to talk about."
"Yes, Elizabeth.”
"My training had just started.”