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Keys to the Kinkdom
Larry Lane
其他書名
A Dark Billionaire Love Story
出版Amazon Digital Services LLC - KDP Print US, 2019-01-30
主題Fiction / Erotica / General
ISBN17954440299781795444026
URLhttp://books.google.com.hk/books?id=j9HNwQEACAAJ&hl=&source=gbs_api
註釋We were lined up by our numbers for the slave auction - I was Number 12 -- and marched onto the stage.That's when I first saw Nika.She was sitting demurely in the front row, the epitome of prim: a tall, striking brunette in a gray business suit and white blouse, her hair in a bun, wearing librarian-style black rimmed glasses and spiked black pumps.Her dark brown eyes briefly met my baby blues.I saw a thin smile cross her face. She repositioned herself in her chair, straightening her posture and then, looking straight at the auctioneer, pulled her knee-length skirt an inch higher up her thighs.Was she flirting with me?My eyes voted yes.My manhood, too.I could not take my eyes off her. That subtle little tease got me. I studied her in greater detail. She had shapely legs. Yummy legs.And a teeny waist -- so trim I wondered if she wore a waist cincher or corset.She had perky, perfect breasts.She wore little makeup. Just a touch of red lipstick, light makeup on her cheeks. Perfect eyes. Perfect smile. Perfect everything. It was as if the gods had sculpted her just for me.My Lord! I couldn't believe myself. Here I was, standing before a sea of eligible women, and I was transfixed by this goddess. I wanted to build her a temple and worship her the rest of my life.I imagined her naked.I imagined her in a flaming red corset and matching 6-inch heels.I imagined her as my dominatrix.I imagined her as my virginal bride, in sheer white garter belt, panties and bra, waiting sheepishly for me to me to pounce.What I couldn't imagine was life without her. She had already captured my heart and the bidding had yet to start.Mistress Nika paid a record amount to buy me. And she promised me one thing: my new life would be no picnic.Turns out, she was worth billions. Savvy. Sexy. Powerful in the corporate world. Commanding in bed. Owner of a specialized retraining academy for wayward men -- the EMF Retreat, a sprawling 74,000-acre estate with a worldwide reputation for bringing the most macho of males the to his knees.As she warned me: "My all-female staff uses distinctive disciplines and therapies to reshape bad boys into productive members of society." "Adulterers. Philanderers. Ne'er-do-wells. Miscreants and potential felons. Men who have embezzled from their families. Executives with scandalous sexual secrets who face professional and financial ruin. We have 512 men with us right now. That is an all-time high.""They rarely do. They are usually referred to us by their wives, families, or employers. Each signs a rehabilitation agreement, witnessed and notarized. Our standard contract establishes a minimum treatment period - no less than a year. "The agreement allows us to use 33 intensive corrections at our discretion. In the most difficult cases, men must sign a rider allowing us to use 15 additional therapies.""We are running the world's largest dungeon."Why am I telling you this? Just so you know. Look for me at EMF. I am its newest slave.This story is for adults 18 years of age and older. It contains consensual bondage, discipline, corporal punishment, pony play, fetish wear, ageplay, regression, cross-dressing, public humiliation, sexual teasing and, of course, a happy ending.