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We know you're going to just read the free sample preview anyway. You should. This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here's the briefest of excerpts:
Clare knew that behind her upon the grass the whip would lay, its wicked thong coiled in a question mark. If only she could cause it to stay there! If only she could defeat its waiting intent! She could not bear its pain. But she would have no choice, for, already, the mounting tide told her she was female in the power of a rutting man. The things within the…mehr

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We know you're going to just read the free sample preview anyway. You should. This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here's the briefest of excerpts:

Clare knew that behind her upon the grass the whip would lay, its wicked thong coiled in a question mark. If only she could cause it to stay there! If only she could defeat its waiting intent! She could not bear its pain. But she would have no choice, for, already, the mounting tide told her she was female in the power of a rutting man. The things within the orifices of her body would override her fear, beat down with waves of passion her will to resist. She would be raped again and again, and always her flesh would greet his with its secretions and its palpitating joy. Afterwards she would be whipped as had a million virgins been whipped through the ages for a ravishment they had not sought. A fleshy penalty for being born a girl.

She supposed it a sublimation born of lust when tumescence stirred the two things by which she was impaled. It could not be! They were of stone. Yet she felt them swell and probe. Without volition her lips and tongue responded in the age old worship of the phallus. When the flood came, a flood that surely could not have been triggered by her homage, she gulped it gladly as a foretaste of the fulfillment about to be delivered within her sex. When that, too, burst upon her she surrendered uncaring for aught else. Pain and punishment had vanished in the wonderland of the creature to whom she was so cruelly bound.