Tornmented Young Woman: BDSM Erotica (eBook, ePUB) - Alban, Elena
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Table of Contents: CHAPTER ONE - THE LADY ILENA 1 CHAPTER TWO – CANED 19 CHAPTER THREE – HEARTBREAK 35 CHAPTER FOUR - THE TRIANGLE 51 CHAPTER FIVE - FETTERED FREEDOM 77 CHAPTER SIX - FOREVER PUNISHED 98 CHAPTER SEVEN - UNSATISFIED SATYR 132 CHAPTER EIGHT - NO ESCAPE 166
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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:
****************** I loved making dinner. A woman needs to be doing things, preferably for a man. I hadn't yet got to thinking about children. I think young…mehr

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Table of Contents:
CHAPTER ONE - THE LADY ILENA 1
CHAPTER TWO – CANED 19
CHAPTER THREE – HEARTBREAK 35
CHAPTER FOUR - THE TRIANGLE 51
CHAPTER FIVE - FETTERED FREEDOM 77
CHAPTER SIX - FOREVER PUNISHED 98
CHAPTER SEVEN - UNSATISFIED SATYR 132
CHAPTER EIGHT - NO ESCAPE 166

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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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I loved making dinner. A woman needs to be doing things, preferably for a man. I hadn't yet got to thinking about children. I think young women are natural slaves. If we have the hots for a man, we'll do anything he wants and a lot he doesn't want. I felt gorgeously sexy and superior in my near possession of Dick. I hummed and sang and clinked my handcuffs, entrancingly happy. I phoned Diane several times, but there was never an answer.

Dick was enthralled. I expect he knew I could fuck, but that I could place a meal like this before him was a bonus he had not expected. I got kissed and patted and praised. I think it's a fact with a lot of young couples that the girl is primarily a sort of wall-to- wall fuck. She's always there, and she's supposed to be always ready, but if she can cook too, look out! And I could cook.

We followed the same scenario as before. I no longer kidded myself that I wasn't waiting for Dick to ask to marry me. I damn near propositioned him myself. But with the English that would be fatal. Looking back, I suppose I might say that was the happiest day of my life. After Christopher had finished knocking at the door and gone away, there wasn't a dark cloud anywhere.

We sensed a mutual agreement. My ankle would be chained and I would sleep alone again. The morning was a repeat of the previous one. I watched Dick drive away and knew a glowing pride of possession and of being possessed. I suppose this is what being in love is about.