Crazed Lust E-Book

Mistress Daria

• Herausgeber: Mistress Daria
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

This book contains Very Naughty Erotica themes of Lesbian BDSM, Bondage, Humiliation, Punishment, Domination and Submission as well as the use of BDSM devices.“Her hands never seem to tire as they travel up my spine with a controlling pressure. She seems to be playing me like a violin. She goes on as if she doesn’t notice my reactions, she brushes her delicate fingertips over my tummy, gripping my hips, bracing me there with her tight grip just before continuing on to tug the zipper on the back of my short tight skirt.I keep my eyes closed, I can feel her staring at me as her touches roam all over body now. I simply just try to ignore the desire that she emanates while she watches me, the water is so still and calming and she is so quiet and focussed. I am so lost in my own satisfaction that I have forgotten about her, that is until I feel a firm grip to my chin, yanking my head around to the side sharply. I look up into her harsh filled lust and her crazed fiery green eyes, eyes that hold the promise of a thousand promises of payback and the shocking jealousy of her voice as she whispered, “Get Out!”. She has me jumping from the warm confines of the bathtub quivering once again in the cool awakening air of the quickly dissipating steam of the room.She grabs my hair and propels me out of the bathroom soaking wet. I try to get my footing as I slip and slide down the hall with her pushing me forcefully in the back. We go past her bedroom and past the kitchen before entering the dining room. She harshly pushes the tops of my shoulders bringing me down to the hardwood floor and onto my knees.”What’s she going to do now?"Download “Crazed Lust” right now!

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CRAZED LUST

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Mistress Daria

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Crazed Lust

As I’m walking down the hall I hear the water swishing around. However, the swishing is becoming less and less shallow so I know that the bathtub is just about filled.

My feet hurt, my back muscles are all wound up and tense. My neck is stiff and sore. I close my eyes as I head down the hallway with slow and tired feet. I begin to feel the increasing warmth of the heat from the steam hit my face, the scent of roses and other fragrances fill the air. My brain is growing more relaxed as I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, taking in all the smells into my nose then releasing them out through my mouth.

All of my senses seem to have been awakened once more as I feel the touch of her hand caress my cheek. My head bends in slightly to the soft touches of her palm while she lets it linger there for a moment before bringing me in tighter to an embrace so deliciously close that I begin to sigh in delight in her presence.

Her hands never seem to tire as they travel up my spine with a controlling pressure. She runs them down over my shoulder blades, to both sides of my back, ending then at the precipice of my ample buttocks. My breasts arch instinctively to her touches as she seems to be playing me like a violin. She goes on as if she doesn’t notice my reactions, she brushes her delicate fingertips over my tummy, grabbing my hips, bracing me there with her tight grip just before continuing on to tug the zipper on the back of my short tight skirt.

She slid the zipper down slowly. Then she took her delicate fingers and reached them teasingly into the waistband of my panties and inched them down along with my skirt until they both dropped to my ankles onto the floor below.

She also crouched her way down in front of me to my feet where she allowed her skillful fingers to work their way back up my calves, over my thighs and tummy. She rose as she followed her hands up before standing, facing me once again. She reached underneath my blouse, allowing her soft touches to travel up to my full breasts before cupping them in her hands. From this position she indulgently flicked my nipples simultaneously and I so desperately tried not to groan.

She then worked her way back over my ribs around my back and down again, her soft hands firmly grasping into the ample flesh of my now naked buttocks. She squeezed my curvaceous rumps almost greedily, before releasing them to allow her fingertips to calmly move over to my tummy, then returning to undo each pearl button from the bottom of my blouse, undoing them all the way up.

She worked her delicate hands kneading into my breasts as my head fell back, arching my spine away from her dangerous touches. I felt once more my barely controlled lust under her mesmerizing touches. I wanted so badly to wrap my legs around her hips to draw her in tightly, but I didn’t.