Sub Emma E-Book

Cassey Black

• Herausgeber: Book Erotica
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 35

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

A story of my Master and I. My first Time! I was so nervous A sensation of desire and obedience Warning: This story contains bondage, BDSM. Its intensely erotic so dont say you weren't warned!

Leseprobe

Sub Emma

Domination & Submission

Cassey Black

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Copyright

Chapter 1

Emma was nervous. She had been pacing around the apartment all day. Time just didn't want to pass. Today was Friday and tonight the stranger was waiting for her. And still she had not decided whether she should really go to him or not. For two days she had been going through a roller coaster of emotions. If she went to him, he would - so his words had been - make her his property and require her to serve him obediently and humbly. The very thought of it made her shiver. But it was a pleasant shiver that ran through her body.

Lust and greed, but also curiosity he had as a result.

Her urges frightened her. Even today she felt the uncanny attraction of this man she had met on Monday,

and who had put her under his spell. Not only with what he had done to her, but also with what he had not done. She had spent the last two days trying to banish thoughts of him. But the result was that they grew bigger and stronger. More and more violently, her body reacted as well.

If she had had to describe it, she would have answered that she was in a state of permanent arousal, which could not be alleviated even by laying a hand on herself to get relief.

On the contrary. With every orgasm she was seized by even greater greed. And therefore her decision was actually made. If there had not been his further statement that if she would go to him tonight, there would be no turning back for her. So there was only black or white for her. And how was she supposed to know which color was really good for her?

He certainly wouldn't go for the fact that she just wanted to take a peek and then make a

decide. It was a dichotomy that drove Emma crazy. She was used to making her own decisions. In every respect. And now she was supposed to leave that to a man she didn't even know? Of whom she didn't know what he looked like, what he did, how he was when he wasn't playing his erotic games. That was a very big risk and Emma wasn't sure if she should take it. What if she decided not to go?

Emma examined her reaction very carefully. Well, then she would never again feel his nearness, his hands that had so provocatively taken possession of her body, only to take them from her - just before fulfillment - and leave her standing as if none of this had happened. She would never again hear his voice, how it quietly and almost tenderly determined where, how and when she had to go to and beyond her limits. Now she didn't want that either.

Emma smiled to herself when she thought of the third day she had spent with him.

day when she had to go for a walk with him in the park with her dress open up to her navel and without panties. Well, he had tied the cloth in front of her eyes, but in her consciousness everything was very real, except for the eye contact with possible passers-by. But even without that, she had this thrill that excited her to the core. And just the thought of it sparked an itching and burning in her vagina again. Her decision had long since been made, even if she did not want to admit that to herself. The sex she'd had with men so far hadn't been bad, but afterwards she'd always asked herself, "So?

Was that all?" Had always waited for what was still missing - she couldn't describe what it was to this day - to come. There had always been a feeling of emptiness in her. She had thought about it for a long time, but she still could not put the answer into words.

While she pondered these thoughts, she stood in her bathroom

in her bathroom and looked at her face in the mirror.