| Author: | Ella Louise | ISBN: | 9781370081394 |
| Publisher: | Boruma Publishing, LLC | Publication: | June 6, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Ella Louise |
| ISBN: | 9781370081394 |
| Publisher: | Boruma Publishing, LLC |
| Publication: | June 6, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Ella is an ordinary woman just like you or me. Except that she's a denial Sub, living in a mansion, constantly kept on the desperate edge by her occasionally-cruel Dom, the dark and unrelenting Damien. She is just one of many women who have given Damien complete control over their pleasure, but she is one of the few who has been able to withstand the constant, throbbing need. Until now.
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
I felt the handcuffs click into place a split second before he raised the chain above my head and slid it over a hook on the ceiling. My wrists were already chafed and red from many days in a row of being strung up like this. My arms were stretched over my head, extended so far that I had to stand on my toes to keep from hanging.
He only needed one arm to raise me up this high. You could say a lot of things about Damien, but he was not a weak man.
“I’m surprised you’re still here,” Damien said, raising an eyebrow as I winced in pain from the cuffs digging into my raw flesh again. “I thought you would have given me the safe word and left weeks ago.”
He spoke casually, but he slapped me across my bare backside hard enough to leave a stinging hand print.
“Why are you still here?”
He spanked me again. I felt hot, stinging pain, followed by a rush of endorphins.
I fought back the tears rising in the corners of my eyes and gave him the truth. I was long past feeling the humiliation of admitting it. “I haven't finished my punishment, sir.”
Ella is an ordinary woman just like you or me. Except that she's a denial Sub, living in a mansion, constantly kept on the desperate edge by her occasionally-cruel Dom, the dark and unrelenting Damien. She is just one of many women who have given Damien complete control over their pleasure, but she is one of the few who has been able to withstand the constant, throbbing need. Until now.
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
I felt the handcuffs click into place a split second before he raised the chain above my head and slid it over a hook on the ceiling. My wrists were already chafed and red from many days in a row of being strung up like this. My arms were stretched over my head, extended so far that I had to stand on my toes to keep from hanging.
He only needed one arm to raise me up this high. You could say a lot of things about Damien, but he was not a weak man.
“I’m surprised you’re still here,” Damien said, raising an eyebrow as I winced in pain from the cuffs digging into my raw flesh again. “I thought you would have given me the safe word and left weeks ago.”
He spoke casually, but he slapped me across my bare backside hard enough to leave a stinging hand print.
“Why are you still here?”
He spanked me again. I felt hot, stinging pain, followed by a rush of endorphins.
I fought back the tears rising in the corners of my eyes and gave him the truth. I was long past feeling the humiliation of admitting it. “I haven't finished my punishment, sir.”
