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- Herausgeber: Robbie Webb
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
Trent finds out why his new neighbour keeps getting lots of visitors all the time in this hot Master & Slave story. All characters and terms including 'boy' 'lad' and 'girl' refer to people age 18 and over. This book contains explicit sexual material and is for adults only.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018
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FROM PAIN TO PLEASURE
Robbie Webb
© 2015 Robbie Webb
First Edition
The author asserts the moral right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work. All Rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrievable system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means without the prior written consent of the author, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.
Cover Image © Achim Prill/123rf.com
Adapted from a story from the book WHEN HE PUT ME ACROSS THE LEATHER-TOPPED HORSE
None of the submissives in these stories are actually being forced to do anything against their own will. They all have their own safewords, and signs should they be unable to speak, so they can stop the action any time they want to. They all do what they do because they enjoy it.
This story is not attributed to the cover model. The cover is an illustration for viewing only and there is no association with the model and the story.
All characters and terms including ‘boy’ ‘lad’ and ‘girl’ refer to people age 18 and over.
He called himself Master Fabian, the man who’d moved in next door. He only moved in a couple of months ago and already he’d had dozens of customers: men and women, old and young. He provided a sexual service. It was Trent’s friend Barry who told him about it, what this new neighbour got up to.
“How’s your new neighbour?” Barry said to Trent over a pint down the pub.
“He’s ok,” said Trent. “I haven’t actually had a proper conversation with him yet. We’ve exchange pleasantries, said hello, but that’s all. He seems a pleasant enough sort of chap. He’s very popular, I know that. He has a lot of visitors.”
“Yes, you can expect him to be getting lots more of those,” said Barry.
Trent looked a bit puzzled.
“Why do you say that? Do you know him?”
“He provides a sexual service.”
“Shut up.”
“He calls himself Master Fabian.”
“His name’s Kevin.”
“Yes, well he goes by the name of Master Fabian. He advertises in one of my adult contact magazines.”
“No he doesn’t.”
“Swear down.”
“Don’t be daft. How do you know it’s him?”
“It’s him, mate. I’ve used him.”
“Fuck off,” said Trent. “Are you being serious? So I’ve got one of your weirdo sex contacts living next door to me?”
“He’s not a weirdo. He provides a good service, he does. He makes a lot of people happy.”
“Weirdos like you, you mean.”
“He makes a good living out of it,” Barry said.
“I bet he does. I don’t believe this. This neighbourhood’s gone to the dogs.”
“He’s into all sorts of kinky stuff.”
“I don’t want to know,” Trent said.
“Leather, rubber, spanking…”
“Stop. I don’t want to know.”
“Whipping…”
“Now you mention it, I have heard some strange noises coming from the house.”
“He forced me into a pair of women’s knickers, you know.”
“I bet you didn’t need much forcing.”
“White frilly panties they were. I’d never been so humiliated in all my life.”
“Why’s that then? Usually wear red ones, do you?”
“He gave me a right good wank though.”
Trent gave a tut.
“I don’t believe I’m hearing this,” he said. “Why has he moved next door to me?”
Trent knew his mate Barry paid for sexual services. Barry had often tried to get Trent to go along with him but Trent had always thought you’d have to be pretty desperate to pay for any kind of sex, kinky or not.
That was a couple of months ago when Barry told Trent about Master Fabian. It had come as a bit of a shock to Trent on hearing that his new neighbour provided a sex service but he’d had plenty of time to take it in. He still hadn’t had a proper conversation with his neighbour. Although he didn’t approve of what his neighbour was doing, Trent couldn’t help being curious as to what his neighbour got up to with all the customers he’d seen walking up and down the path. He’d actually gone and put a glass to the wall on more than one occasion and it did sound like lots of fun was being had.
Tonight had been fairly quiet. Trent had been peeping through the curtains all night. Master Fabian hadn’t had a visitor for over an hour.
I wouldn’t mind giving him a call myself, Trent thought to himself. Just to see if all those rumours were true.
God knows what Master Fabian would do to him, but Trent was in the mood for some kinky sex. He was in the mood for any kind of sex as he hadn’t had any for ages. He got proper stiff thinking about it.
Fuck it. Why should his mate Barry have all the fun? Apparently, Master Fabian was known for leaving his customers in a state of complete satisfaction. Trent was certain he’d give him a good time.
Yeah. Go for it. There’s nothing wrong with paying for sex.
Trent wasn’t exactly desperate but he could do with a bit of fun. And he’d never tried anything kinky before, unlike his mate Barry.
Yeah. This could be fun. You only live once and all that.
He took a deep breath then went round to make an appointment to see Master Fabian. Master Fabian answered the door wearing nothing but a pair of black leather shorts with matching black leather thigh-high boots.
Trent was taken aback by the incredibly sexy sight that greeted him.
Master Fabian was surprised to see him.
“Oh hello, Trent. I wasn’t expecting you.”
That was quite obvious.
Trent almost had his tongue hanging out. He just stood there staring at his neighbour’s bulging black leather shorts and thigh-high boots.
“Trent?” said Master Fabian.
