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"The Exam"

Madeline's hands clenched into ineffectual fists at her sides. She was wearing one of the many new dresses—frocks, her husband called them—that Sean had purchased for her. This one had a row of tiny buttons down the back, ensuring that she needed his help—or the nurse's assistance in this case—to change in and out of it.

The next parts of her exam were horrible. In addition to taking down her height and weight, the nurse also measured Madeline's breasts, wrapping a measuring tape around her, then circling each breast, even measuring the diameter of her areolae. Handling her mammaries with latex gloves, the nurse lifted each breast one at a time onto cold, stainless steel scales and weighed them.

"Look at how big you are for such a little girl," the nurse commented. "Your Daddy must have lots of fun playing with you, sweetie."

Madeline swallowed hard and stared at the ceiling as the nurse pulled and manipulated her nipples. 

"No need to be embarrassed," the nurse said in chiding tones. "You're being a very good girl right now, Madeline. I'll be sure to tell the doctor and your Daddy."

Oh god, Madeline thought. Why did the nurse's condescending words just make her pussy gush?

"Excellent length when erect," the nurse said. "OK, you're ready for Doctor Bancroft. Let's get you on the table."

Excerpt from "The Exam" published in Sweet Tidbits. Out June 14! Read the rest of the story and more ageplay stories in Sweet Tidbits.

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"Bonne fille"

This afternoon he made her hug his desk with outstretched arms. She clung to the heavy wood as he lashed her buttocks and upper thighs with his belt. Each searing slap made her squeal and go up on her toes, but she held her place. 

“Into the cupboard with you now,” he said at last when his arm tired. “I have an appointment soon.” 

She climbed inside and sat there on her tender bottom, listening to him lock her inside the wardrobe. It was dark inside and smelled like him. 

She wraps her arms around her knees but otherwise does not touch herself, even though her backside is throbbing and she should like to massage it. He always knows, somehow, if she has, and now she knows better than to do so. Her body is his. She may only touch it with his permission. Now those times when she is commanded to fondle herself or pull apart her bottom cheeks for him, she feels electrified by her own touch, so forbidden. 

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“Oh honey, your boyfriend and I have been lovers long before you came along,” Paula purred. “You thought your two months together was something special, didn’t you? Well it’s our one year anniversary together and you’re Brian’s gift to me! I’ve been so excited to finally have you, after seeing all those videos and photos Brian’s been sending me. It’s so hard to pick a favorite, but I think it’s the one where Brian has you edging yourself until you’re crying like a baby, you remember that one? You should, it was just yesterday morning! Oooh, when I saw that video, I called Brian and told him to get over here right away so he could give me a good fucking while we watched you edge.”

Excerpt from Sweet Tidbits

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“You’re going to hold onto your legs and keep yourself spread open for me. Get a nice good grip on these lovely thighs. Hold them up. Higher. Oh my, those yoga classes really paid off, didn’t they! Very good girl, Ally. I’m so pleased with how good you’re being. Now, I want you to hold this position, can you do that for me? I want you to keep your legs out of my way so I can take a close look at this pussy since it belongs to me now.”

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"What She Asked For"

She tries to hold still. Fights for control. Tries so hard to be good, his very good girl, that she can feel her eyes spilling tears. But she can feel the spiky energy building, can hear herself...panting. And whimpering.

Her thighs quivering. 

Her exposed tits trembling.

"Please...please put it in," she gasps.

The smooth, blunt head of his cock just keeps rubbing her slit. Never penetrating.

She's begging now. "Please please put it in me? Please come inside me?"

Later she'll remember this moment and shudder with shame. Curl up on her side and hide her hot face in her pillow. Try to pretend it didn't happen, even as her brain keeps replaying every memory.

That will come later. For now, she's consumed with how close she is. How swollen and puffy and wet her pussy is. How much her clit is sticking out. She'll be embarrassed by how blatantly erect it is later. Right now, she's holding her breath, hoping. Hoping he'll use her body for sex. Use her like his very own personal fuck doll.

It was...easier, when he kept her tied up. When he looped his belt around her neck or used his hand. When he held her down and showed her her place. No escape. Harder when there aren't ropes and straps and the leash. She's aware of holding herself open for him. Pulling the hem of her dress up, pulling the top down and exposing herself for him. Keeping herself in place and waiting, for him.

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Trophies

BDSM erotica. Fictional characters over 18. (1) Billy and Ella's first story. (2) Another Billy and Ella excerpt. 

Billy shreds the dress from my body with one hard yank. My heart is still pounding from the fear and excitement of getting caught by him, of running through the woods. 

"Here. Right here...get your body over here," Billy orders.

Billy drapes his shirt over the thick, wide trunk of a bent tree and indicates where he wants me to lay my body. The thin cotton doesn't stop me from feeling every bump and burl pressing into my breasts and belly, but it does stop the rough bark from abrading my skin.

The ends of my hair are tangled and sticking to the sweat coating my skin. Billy's not even breathing hard from his successful hunt, but I can feel the exhilaration in him. The flush of victory. 

I wrap my arms around the tree and hold on for dear life. I love the rough, dominant way Billy fucks me after he's had to track and hunt me down. His calloused hands knead my buttocks and slap each cheek, hard, my flesh wobbling and smarting.

When he thrusts inside me, filling my pussy, he saws my whole body back and forth on the tree. My pussy hovers at the edge of the covering of his shirt, the coarse bark scraping my clit. I'm creaming around the thick, long stalk of him, spearing me. My breasts pillow out beneath me; Billy pinches the flesh he can reach, making me squeal sharply. His other hand is between my shoulder blades, holding me down for his fucking.

It doesn't take me long to come. My pussy clamps on his cock as I scream his name. I feel the hot jet of his come pulse inside me. I feel thick globs of it dripping from my sex when he pulls out.

"Stay," Billy says, squeezing my stinging bottom.

I turn my face to the side to look at him as he takes my picture—his trophy. He has hundreds of hunting trophy photos of me. I'm always naked, freshly-fucked, wearing his come. Bagged and tagged. 

Billy helps me sit up; he lifts me off so I don't have to straddle the tree. I cling to his lean, muscled form. I love his strength, the way he shoulders and supports my weight, the way his hands run covetously over my body.

When I'm ready, he pulls on his clothes, and holds my hand as he leads us to one of his stash sites. There's a pair of clean shorts and a tank top in it for me wrapped in a garbage bag, tucked under a bush and weighed down by rocks. No underwear. 

I hold onto his shoulders while he helps me step into the shorts, pulls them up my thighs. Before he covers my bare sex, he kisses me there in a way that makes me widen my stance and my hips jerk.

"I can't wait until I'm your wife, Billy. When we're married, we won't need this," I burst out.

Billy smiles. "You want me to drag you home naked after I've captured you, Ella?"

"Yeah," I say eagerly.

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Training Jordan's Girlfriend

"Oh, she looks so sad. Poor little pet," Karla cooed. "Does she have to stay inside?"

"Yeah," Jordan said. "I told you, schedules are very important for puppies. Crate training is good for her."

"Well, can I give her a treat?"

Jordan grinned. "Sure. Not one of the battery operated ones."

Karla pranced over to the dresser and browsed among the toys, laid out in the velvet drawers. She held up a fat, girthy dildo and showed it to Jordan. "How's this one?"

"Yeah. It's not her favorite but she'll be happy with anything right now."

Karla advanced on the crate and the naked girl inside it. Jordan's girlfriend was perched on her hands and knees, thighs pressed together, her breasts huddled between her arms in a futile attempt to hide them. 

Karla looked down at her. "Why hello, cutie pie. Look at what I've got for you! Who's a good pet? Do you want it? Do you want your toy?"

The girl in the cage whimpered, her eyes flashing between Karla and Jordan.

"Awww, she's so shy," Karla pouted.

"Takes her a while to warm up to strangers. She needs more socialization. That's why you're here, babe."

Karla unlatched a small opening at the top of the crate and inserted the dildo, waggling it back and forth in front of the pet's nose. "Look at this fun toy...you know you want it, cutie."

Blinking hard, the girl tipped her head up and opened her mouth, trying to catch the silicone penis.

Karla giggled as she withdrew it sharply before lowering the toy again. The teasing went on and on until the pet girl was making anxious sounds and her brown eyes were brimming with tears. Finally, Karla dropped the toy inside the crate.

"Come on," Jordan said, nuzzling Karla's neck. "I wanna fuck."

"Can we play with her after?" Karla asked. "Does she know any tricks? Can she fetch things?"

"Yeah, she knows some tricks. I'll show you. After."

He hoisted a giggling Karla over his shoulder and carried her through the open door to the bedroom.

"Have fun with your toy, pet," Karla called. "I know Jordan's going to have fun playing with me."

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"Stella"

“Um, excuse me. Excuse me, miss…?” Stella heard a voice say.

She turned from placing the bag of groceries into the trunk of her car to face a kindly-looking woman who was approaching her while offering a sympathetic look. “Yes?”

The woman lowered her voice. “I just wanted to let you know that you’re…” She gestured at her own front.

Stella glanced down and blanched. “Oh god.”

Through her gray silk blouse, two darkening spots, rapidly expanding in dampness, were more than evident. She pulled futilely at the front of the shirt, as if she could air it out.

“Good thing I’m on my way home,” Stella said, managing a wan smile.

“Don’t worry. It’s happened to all of us at one point or another,” the woman said comfortingly. “How long ago did you have yours?”

“Oh…not long,” Stella answered vaguely.

“Well, you look amazing. I was just admiring your figure and I couldn’t even tell you were recently pregnant! And don’t worry, it does get easier,” the woman reassured her.

“I’ll try to remember that. Thanks again.”

They exchanged quick smiles and then Stella got into her car while the woman continued on her way, into the store.

She took a deep breath, started the car, and carefully backed out of the spot. On the short drive home, she felt absolutely burned up with humiliation, feeling her blouse clinging to her chest, the unescapable heavy fullness of her breasts.

She imagined telling the woman, Actually, I haven’t been pregnant and I didn’t give birth. My husband did this to me because I’m his property and this is just another way for him to own and control my body. And it won’t get easier, because he likes that it isn’t easy for me to submit to him in this.

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Hometown Visit

"Ughn...ughn..." Chloe grunted. She couldn't help herself. She was lying on her side, one leg pulled up a bit, the other draped over the hairy thigh of her boyfriend's father. He had one arm wrapped around her neck, his hand playing with her nipple, and the other one diddling her pussy, tickling her clit. His penis was pushed inside her bottom and he was thrusting away in her ass.

It was the first time she'd ever had something up there, and it had hurt even though Michael's father had used lots of lube.

"That's it. Squeeze my cock, girl," Michael's father said, kissing her shoulder. "You're so beautiful....so sexy...such a good girl to me...."

Chloe was feeling embarrassed because she felt that she was going to come, from having Michael's father fuck her ass and stroking her pussy. Michael was out seeing old friends in his hometown, and his father had kept Chloe in his bed for the entire afternoon. In the beginning he had kept her tied up very tightly to the bed, and only after he put his cock in her anus did he untie her. It was too late by then. There was no point in trying to escape or leave.

"I hope you treat my son as well as you're treating me," Michael's father panted wetly in his ear. "Does this pussy lubricate itself this much for the boy?"

Chloe wailed, "Yes, I love him."

"Michael wants me to come live with you, did you know? He doesn't want me to be alone. He's been trying to talk me into selling this house and moving into that big house of yours with just the two of you."

Chloe quivered. His thumb was rubbing over and circling her clit. His cock was stretching her ass.

"Would you like that, having your future father in law so close? Keeping you company. Keeping an eye on you at home. Looking after you. Taking care of my son's girl."

Chloe was grunting each time he bottomed out in her ass.

"Michael's going to Berlin for two weeks at the end of the month for work. Are you looking forward to it? I can punish you...give you marks he won't see. I'll keep you company...make sure you won't be lonely."

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Her Patron

It's hard for her to understand what's happening to her. They explained it to her, but she couldn't process the words. Didn't believe them.

But gradually she comes to understand. Someone, someone who knows her, did this to her. Someone paid for them to take her. To...do all these things to her.

She has spent a lot of time since thinking about who it might be. A coworker? Her boss? Someone who passed her in the street? An ex-boyfriend?

She's kept well fed and chained to the bed in her cell in between sessions. She can't deny how her heart quickens and her pussy moistens when she hears the door open and their footsteps marching down the corridor, wondering if they'll pass her cell or not. And when they stop right outside her cell and unlock the door, she feels an unwilling, horrible excitement.

Today, they told her, the person who paid to keep her here wants to see them fist her pussy. This person, her patron, requested that they make her orgasm from being fucked by a fist. She's going to be in bondage and gagged for it.

The camera is already set up on its tripod and recording when they bring her to the room, and lock her wrists and neck in the wooden pillory. Someone slaps her naked breast casually, asks if she's ready.

Oh, they add, one more thing. Your patron said that this would all stop if you begged your patron for mercy by name.

But who is it? She tries to ask through her gag, her eyes wild. I don't know who it is! I don't know who would do this to me!

It'll come to you, they said, pulling on a leather glove. Making their hand into a fist, flexing their fingers. Pouring lube into the gloved palm...

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Hannah's New Household

BDSM erotica. Ageplay kink. Fictional characters over 18.

"Ow, ow, OW!" Hannah yelped, squealing and squirming. "Owww, Daddy! Daddy, no! Nooo!" 

"Stop fighting us, Hannah," Grace Kendall snapped. "This is for your own good." 

She was gripping Hannah's wrists tightly, holding them flat on the bed. Hannah was lying on her front, and Grace's husband Greer was pushing a butt plug into her ass.

"Nooo," Hannah moaned, but it was too late. Her sphincter was no match for the steady pressure Greer exerted. The plug was in her rectum, violating her with its foreign, unavoidable presence. 

Grace released her, and she immediately reached back, sobbing, to touch the end of the plug. Greer slapped her hand away and smacked her ass.

"Don't you fucking dare take it out, Hannah," he said sternly. "You know you're supposed to hold in whatever we put inside you."

"We're doing this for you," his wife said impatiently. "Imagine if Greer just put his big dick inside you without the plug stretching you out first. You should be grateful, silly girl."

There was an expectant, loaded silence.

Hannah's face was flaming. Humiliation curdled in her belly but she choked out, "Thank you..."

"Thank us properly, Hannah. If you can't your words, then I assume you don't need words and I can get your paci-gag."

She couldn't look them in the face anymore. "Thank you for plugging my ass, Mommy and Daddy," she whispered. She hated the rubber nipple of the silencing pacifier-gag.

Grace and Greer beamed at their chosen little girl. They'd already deferred the start of her college admission on her behalf. Hannah was going to take a gap year and spend it with them. They felt confident that she would change her mind about going to college after a year of being regressed and infantilized, severely controlled and thoroughly dominated. She wouldn't even dream of leaving their household. All she would aspire to be was being the very best special little girl for Grace and Greer Kendall.

"Now, get back here, and back into position, Hannah. I'm going to fuck your pussy now, while you wear your plug. You're going to feel extra tight and snug."

Hannah crouched again, putting her face down. Grace smiled and combed the girl's hair with her fingers, before taking the blindfold and securing it over Hannah's eyes.

"This will help you focus," she whispered in Hannah's ear. "Just focus on the feeling of Daddy's cock taking you...fucking you...how good it feels to have him inside you. Don't you just want to keep him inside you all the time? Squeeze him with your pussy, Hannah. Show him how much you like having him inside you."

The blindfold did help Hannah focus on Grace's words, and the glide of Mr. Kendall's penis inside her channel. She felt overly full, stuffed, because of the plug. She could feel how dripping wet she was, but it still felt hard to take his cock.

"That's it, Hannah," Greer encouraged, squeezing her ass. "It's not so scary after all, right? You're going to get used to having something in your bottom. You're going to hate how empty you feel after..."

Hannah gasped and grunted; he had taken the end of the plug that protruded from between her cheeks and was twisting it...screwing her with the plug, pushing it in deeper, then tugging it out just a little so it breached her anus.

"Ohhhhhhhhhgod," Hannah uttered, blind, overcome. "Daddy...M-mommy..." 

"Here, dear," Grace said solicitously, gripping Hannah's head and settling her face right between her thighs. Hannah's nose brushed her pubis and then her mouth was breathing, touching, covering Grace's cunt. Her cries were lost, smothered, against Grace's folds. She drew her knees up and squeezed her thighs around Hannah's blindfolded head, while her husband continued drilling their special fuck toy. 

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Causation and Comfort

"Daddy?" Her voice, so charmingly sweet and feminine, held a question. A note of anxiousness. Perhaps...a touch of hope.

"Shh, baby. Quiet. I really don't want to hear anything from my little girl right now."

She bit her lip. Stared up at him with uncertainty...anticipation.

He inserted two of his fingers into her pussy. So hot and soft and smooth. And creamy. Oh yes, her pussy was exactly his preference. Just how he liked it. Extra juicy from regular edging. He came inside and on her regularly, every day, and she never got to. On her birthday, in July. Christmas in December. In between there were long droughts, but every so often, on very rare, special occasions, he did let her come. She was capable of multiple orgasms and when she did climax, it seemed endless. 

But the norm for his girl was lots of edges, and ruins.

She was keening. Mewling, really. Pathetic sounds of desperation. High pitched gasps. Sobs that she tried to stifle. She mouthed, Daddy. Daddy please. Daddy no. Daddy oh no oh please stop.

He didn't stop. He kept finger fucking her. He wanted to ruin her. Then, when she was crying and shaking, he would gather her up, a precious bundle, and cuddle her and soothe her.

Then when she had drifted off to sleep, he would start it up again. She would wake up on the cusp of climax, her pussy so wet and juicy, and he'd edge her until she lay there, limp, drained, unresisting. That was when he would slide into her and come.

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Lily's Rules

BDSM erotica. Fictional characters over 18.

Lily knew she owed him. After her flaky, narcissistic and self-absorbed mother revealed her true colors and Stephen divorced her, he had no obligation to look after her. Lily wasn't his, and she was a legal adult. She was 21 and was about to graduate college with an art history degree.

She felt so grateful that Stephen said he would continue to pay her tuition. And since she didn't have a job lined up yet, he said she could come back to stay with him. Her mother, after divorcing him, had already hooked up with a new man and was on an endless cruise around the world, unconcerned that her daughter didn't have anywhere to go when the dorms closed during the holidays.

Stephen never pressured her to find a job. He said he was happy he could support her. The economy was bad and it might be a while until she found a job. Why not move back home to save on room and board?

Stephen cooked dinner for them, and she did the dishes. He made sure she did her homework. He requested that she show him her semester end transcript. He cared enough to hold her accountable for weak grades, by spanking her hard. 

He took such good care of her that Lily was grateful she was able to reciprocate. She was diligent about taking care of Stephen's needs. She spread for him when he wanted to fuck her. Ran to get the lube for him when he wanted to plow her ass. Opened her mouth wide when he required her throat.

 "Don't come, Lily," Stephen ordered, his voice a rough growl. "Don't you dare come."

"Yes, Daddy," she said through shuddery breaths. Her hands fisted the sheets. 

"You're my juicy, denied girl. Tell me how much you like this, Lilly."

"I love it, Daddy. I love you...pounding my pussy...oh please oh please oh please I need to come, Daddy, please—"

"No, Lily. Not until Daddy says you can. You know the rules. If you disobey me and come without permission, you know what's going to happen, don't you?"

"You'll—you're going to—make my pussy no-touch and fuck my ass instead."

"That's right, Lily. So go ahead and disobey Daddy's law if that's what you want to happen. Because there's a small part of you that wants it, isn't that right? You want to be a bad girl...you want to be Daddy's naughty, dirty girl who gets her bottom stuffed with Daddy's cock. You want to see what it's like to have Daddy's cum leaking from your stretched little asshole for a week."

"Oh god, Daddy...please no..." she begged. His words were driving her closer to the edge.

"If you don't want everyone to see that big wet spot, you'll have to ask me to plug you up, won't you? A nice fat plug to keep all of Daddy's cum inside your ass."

She dropped her face into the mattress and wailed. Her body shaking with the sobbing effort of holding back her climax. Stephen groaned loudly; her cunt was sucking at and squeezing his dick so hard...

"Come, baby," he commanded. "Now, Lily, or I'll do it all to you anyway..." 

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Rosebud

BDSM erotica. Fictional characters over 18.

He brushes his thumb over her slick, shiny hole. So warm and wet. He touches the slippery flesh, so forlorn and left wanting. He puts a meaty digit inside, just the tip, which makes her so very excited, her body tensing with hope, just enough so he can feel his cock, stretching her other hole, through that thin membrane, before withdrawing his finger from her empty pussy. He really shouldn't have even given her that tiny bit of penetration; it feels a bit like cheating. But he reasons that it doesn't seem to have been that bad of a slip, because it only makes her pussy creamier, needier. Even more acutely aware of how empty and lonely it is.

He resumes sweeping his thumb through her folds, giving her swollen clit the barest of touches. He can actually see her juicing even more, the wetness rolling down her crack to where his cock is plundering her other hole. 

His cock is wedged in, deep, until his balls touch her bottom. She's still keeping her cheeks spread for him, keeping herself open for her ass fuck.

They're making quite a mess of her bed. Lube, cum, she's lying in a pool of damp where their sex has soaked through to the mattress. She already spent her allowance this week on buying a book for their psychology class. No more coins for laundry, so she'll have to keep sleeping on these sodden sheets until next week. 

"I'm going to call you 'Rosebud' from now on," he informs her, while she is impaled on his dick. "After my favorite part of you."

He smiles as her ass twitches and squeezes his cock. As if in agreement. 

"I feel good about today, Rosebud," he says earnestly. "I really think today could be it. I really think you'll be able to climax anally today. You've been doing really well, and you came soooo close yesterday. It's going to feel really good when you can do it."

She swallows. "If I do...if I can do it, will you fuck my pussy again?"

He pretends to think about that for a moment. Considers her request seriously. "Yeah. I think I will. You've missed having my cock in your pussy, haven't you, Rosebud?"

Her face is the very picture of humiliation. She closes her eyes briefly. Swallows hard again. Nods. "Yes, I've missed having your fuck in my pussy," she says tightly, her face scarlet.

"Poor, lonely, empty pussy. Won't be too long now. I told you, I'm feeling really good about today. You've already come so far, Rosebud. Look where you are right now. You've got my dick all the way up inside your asshole now. You're able to take me that way when you could barely take one finger inside there a month ago."

It had been a long month for her. A long, hard month of no orgasms, while continuing to make him come every day. And being anally trained. First with slim plugs that graduated in girth. Anal beads of different weights and diameters. Round plugs, cone-shaped plugs. Smooth plugs, bumpy plugs.

As he begins to fuck her ass, pleasure is a fluttery, elusive sensation that gathers strength. He stops touching her labia, instead tweaking her nipples before circling her throat with one hand and squeezing. 

God, this isn't the kind of sex she thought she'd be having in college. Pinned down, choked, her ass being staked on dick. But she can't refute her excitement, her need.

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Hey! I love your writing, and I bought all your prior books from Smashwords. I share a family Amazon account and don’t feel comfy buying your books from that platform. Any chance you’ll publish on another platform?

Thank you, first of all, for reading all my books.

I can see how that would be awkward and best avoided. Unfortunately I don't have a solution right now. I'm sorry about that. I'm not sure I will be listing my books off Amazon anytime soon. I've been thinking of pulling my books off Smashwords (not because of the platform, Smashwords is great and I unequivocally recommend them to everyone, both authors and readers, and that's why I haven't done anything yet) because I want to consolidate.

But, I hear you and I know you're not alone in not wanting to buy from Amazon. So I won't say never, because I will explore other options, but I also don't have an immediate solution :(

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Wicked Bites is out today!

The stories in this collection explore themes that are dark. Edgy. Intense...sometimes relentlessly so. Read it in small doses? Definitely not all at once. Light your favorite candle. Slip under the sheets. Or maybe bubbles in the tub. Sink your teeth into a dark, corrupt fantasy of deviance and degradation. But not all at once. Small bites. In moderation.

Warnings/enticements: The short stories contained in these two books feature intense scenes of BDSM, age play, breeding and lactation kink, humiliation, total power exchange, domestic discipline, orgasm control, pet play, pony girls and human cows. These stories are intended for adult audiences only, and is not intended to be an accurate or realistic representation of BDSM activities.

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Wicked Bites comes out in two days! Over 100,000 words of bite-sized erotica, to be savored slowly and consumed in moderation. Intense. Take small bites.

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