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Ena Dahl

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After years in a same sex relationship, Anna decides it is time to give the dick another chance and does what any other sensible adult would do; she joins Tinder. Fast forward a couple of months and a handful experiences later—a few wondrous and some still rather mediocre—she found herself signed up to the kinky social network, FetLife. There, she encounters Robert - a born Dom- who decides to give her an introduction to the BDSM world. As they try new pain-inducing toys, Anna is elated, begging for more intensity and anticipating a sweet reward after each punishment.

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NEXT LEVEL

Ena Dahl

Artcover: Ian May

Copyright: BERLINABLE UG

Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.

Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.

When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.

Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.

Open your mind and free your deepest desires.

All rights reserved. It is not permitted to copy, distribute or otherwise publish the content of this eBook without the express permission of the publisher. Subject to changes, typographical errors and spelling errors. The plot and the characters in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to dead or living people or public figures is not intended and are purely coincidental.

“Do you squirt?”

He asks her the question as they work their way down a comprehensive checklist of kinks and sexual preferences.

Before meeting him, she never shared her desires and wishes with anyone to this extent, and she’d had a hard time discussing intimacy without blushing profusely and stumbling over her own words. With little previous experience beyond mediocre half-hour ordeals, sex never seemed like much to dissect anyway. Therefore, her answer to most of his questions, including this one was:

“I’m not sure, but let’s see…”

She used to think that talking about sex before the act ruined the spontaneity and magic of it, but he’s quickly proving her wrong. More aroused than she dares to admit, she senses herself getting soaked and tingly all over. What is he planning?

Clued into his level of experience, as well as his depraved creativity, she can almost hear the sounds of his mental wheels turning from behind the laptop screen. Meanwhile, she imagines him puzzling together all of her answers into a bespoke play-session that will inaugurate her into his world.

She can hardly sit still.

“I guess we’ll find out,” he responds with a wink-emoji.

If someone had told her a year before that this is where she’d be; single and eager to explore, with the world at her feet, she would have laughed. It’s remarkable though, what crashing and burning out of a dysfunctional marriage—after having an affair with a woman, and then setting out to make up for a decade and a half of vanilla-monogamy — does to your outlook.

Her whole world had been turned on its head over a matter of months and she was finding herself far from where she’d imagined at this point in life. But, now that she was here, there was nowhere else she’d rather be: She’d been given life all over again.

Anna had started her newfound single-journey sleeping with a woman and quickly found that once the dick is out of the equation, she was basically left with endless foreplay and multiple orgasms. It was heavenly, and she certainly didn’t complain!

Yet, the day came when she realized that while she’s sexually fluid and loves women too, she’s not a lesbian. And, though her female lover, Alex, had fancied the strap-on far superior to its flesh-and-blood equivalent, she was of a different opinion.