Caught: Taboo BDSM Erotica E-Book

Susan Doku

• Herausgeber: Taboo Pulp Press
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Table of Contents:

CHAPTER ONE - I AM STOLEN... 1
CHAPTER TWO - I AM PUNISHED... 23
CHAPTER THREE - I AM WHIPPED... 49
CHAPTER FOUR - I AM WHIPPED AGAIN... 63
CHAPTER FIVE - AND WHIPPED ONCE MORE.. 89
CHAPTER SIX - I'M FRIGHTENED... 115
CHAPTER SEVEN - I'M ALL SCREWED UP. 136
CHAPTER EIGHT - I'M SCREWED... 156
CHAPTER NINE - I'M CAPTURED... 174

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Caught

Susan Doku

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE - I AM STOLEN

CHAPTER TWO - I AM PUNISHED

CHAPTER THREE - I AM WHIPPED

CHAPTER FOUR - I AM WHIPPED AGAIN

CHAPTER FIVE - AND WHIPPED ONCE MORE

CHAPTER SIX - I'M FRIGHTENED

CHAPTER SEVEN - I'M ALL SCREWED UP

CHAPTER EIGHT - I'M SCREWED

CHAPTER NINE - I'M CAPTURED

CHAPTER ONE - I AM STOLEN

I am being allowed to keep Grandma's rocker. It's the only piece to remain. The Movers have their instructions. So that's what I'm sitting in, and Peter Croal has fastened my tied hands to the back some way in which I can't find the knots... Really!

The men are incurious. I suspect they are Peter Croal's men. Polite, but walking in and taking away in their van all evidence of my life and the life of my family. Grandma's rocker and me will be all that's left. I watch the manhandling and departure of my piano, my father's desk, my mother's cherished bedroom suite. If my hands were not tied I'd cry. But I cannot sit here weeping when I have no hands! Anger helps me blink back tears.

If I asked one of these men to untie me, I expect they would. I am not sure they have all guessed my condition. I think the foreman knows I am tied, but he is discreet. I just sit. They have no need to refer to me. I am only a girl sitting in a rocker and watching them strip a house that once was mine. I fight a constant battle to find the courage to ask their help. But the courage does not come. If one of them unties me the word will be all over Innsfield in an hour. I can hear the delighted queries: Who? Why? What's she been up to? More to this than meets the eye! No. Far better I await the return of the man who tied me. I don't even know why he did it. To humiliate me? Getting his own back for the things I've said...? More likely it's his idea of humour, a great big laugh at my flushed cheeks and resentful eyes.

I didn't make it easy for him. But Peter Croal is a bewildering male creature I can't cope with. He treats me as though I'm eighteen and makes me feel exactly that. Except for my breasts! He never lets me forget I have two breasts whose contours he admires. He is one of those irritating men who can get away with the outrageous.

"Lovely boobs, Ilona! Look ater 'em for me."

I do not answer. I pretend not to hear.

"Are we sleeping together tonight, or was it next Tuesday?"

He knows I'm not amused. But I suspect he talks that way to all the girls. Some like it. And Peter Croal's made all the money...! I never really had a chance against him. He scooped up my family's fortune and took over The Innsfield Bugle in the same casual manner in which he offers to take over Me--and if sitting with my hands tied to the back of grandma's rocker isn't a takeover...! But I won't go to bed with him... I just won't! I'll sit tied here forever if I have to... Really!