The Oval: Extreme Taboo BDSM Erotica (eBook, ePUB) - Cruise, Eva
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Table of Contents: CHAPTER ONE - RINGED 1 CHAPTER TWO – SNATCHED 15 CHAPTER THREE - THE MATING CLAMPS 39 CHAPTER FOUR - THE WOMAN FARM 59 CHAPTER FIVE – FLIGHT 79 CHAPTER SIX - INGA RESSLER 96 CHAPTER SEVEN - ME ALONE 122 CHAPTER EIGHT - THRICE CAPTIVE 138 CHAPTER NINE - THE ORCHID 160 CHAPTER TEN - THE CELL AND I 179
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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:
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Dave is out there chuckling. He hasn't phoned. He's waiting for me to come crawling, and I…mehr

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Table of Contents:
CHAPTER ONE - RINGED 1
CHAPTER TWO – SNATCHED 15
CHAPTER THREE - THE MATING CLAMPS 39
CHAPTER FOUR - THE WOMAN FARM 59
CHAPTER FIVE – FLIGHT 79
CHAPTER SIX - INGA RESSLER 96
CHAPTER SEVEN - ME ALONE 122
CHAPTER EIGHT - THRICE CAPTIVE 138
CHAPTER NINE - THE ORCHID 160
CHAPTER TEN - THE CELL AND I 179

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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:

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Dave is out there chuckling. He hasn't phoned. He's waiting for me to come crawling, and I hate myself for keeping this possibility tucked comfortably at the back of my mind. I can surrender. Then everything is all over, and he's got me good. But I'll admit his not phoning does bother me some. Of course, I suppose I could ring him and be brightly social and never mention what he's done to me and the way it's messing up my life. Oh, shit!

Mother brought me up to be a nice little girl, and I was more or less a nice little girl right up until I met Dave. I was never a prude, but I never slept around either. I tried to be a girl and let natural selection guide me. There were not that many, and what they wanted of me was the commonest commodity in the world. Mostly there was a mutual pleasure but nothing shattering. I guess ordinary is the word. But what Dave wanted was never that. No way! The last thing you would call Dave is ordinary.

But neither Mother nor any of my boyfriends prepared me for what I'm up against now. No one told me about Dave. I don't suppose they knew. I'm not even sure about Dave myself. That's why I'm scared to do what he's waiting for. I should be able to beat him, but that's where I run up against Mother and this idea about being "nice." I can't possible take my trouble to just anyone. I'd love to confide in another girl, but I'm sure she would just adore my problem and be sure to spread it around. If people at the office knew, I'd simply die. I'd have to quit my job. A man would be most practical because he might be able to deal with it. But I simply can't bring myself to that. I curl right up at the thought. Anyway, if a man did fix me, he'd think he owned me from then on, and I'd have to be grateful.

The ring seems enormous, but I don't have any comparisons. It is implanted deep within my vaginal lips. It spells out to me a very clear message: no entry! But there is so much more to it than that. It's changing my nature and temperament, I'm sure it is. I'm becoming a frightened rabbit--a fraidy cat. I never used to be afraid of people, but I sure am now. I can't get intimate with anybody. I mean, they would soon find out, especially girls, and I want a girl so bad! Or imagine taking a boyfriend home, removing my panties, lifting my dress, and asking him if he knows how to cut an iron ring off my pussy! I simply can't do it--no way!