Book 1: The Teacher's Secret Desire Little Red is a in a dominant role as a Teacher. But she secretly desires to be submissive to the head.
Her boyfriend doesn't know of her secret fantasy of course. Why would he? He was so vanilla in the bedroom department.
Talk got round to boring boyfriends at a party and Little Red's friend decided to help her out by introducing her to a couple of high class working men who are happy to give her what she needs. For a fee.
The boyfriend knows about her secret though, she's sure of it. Their relationship is about to crumble. And with it, all her life.
Book 2: My Girlfriend's Affair Howard's girlfriend is having an affair. All the signs are there. It's confirmed by the CEO of one of Howard's clients - it's HIM she's having an affair with!
He gets a text on the way home: "We’ve got your Little Red". Howard goes to meet the kidnappers, but what he walks in on is not what he expected.
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralNew Release.
Being a Teacher, I was in charge of the classroom all day. I do all the telling. And I'm obeyed. Everyone has a boss though and I have to be submissive to the Head. Oh, I'd like to be very submissive to the Head. My boyfriend, Howard, is so vanilla in the bedroom department.
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Brandon passed a small black case to Sebastian. Sebastian put it at his feet, opened the clasps and reached inside. He pulled out a straight stick, about 6 inches in length it had with bulbous ends. The stick was strung like tape on bicycle handlebars with red and black lacing. Attached to the stick were red tassels. Sebastian looked up at me and smiled. "This, Little Red, is a short suede flogger. You know what a flogger is for don't you?"
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I often said that on the phone as I guided people through how to allow me to remote into their computers. I needed to remote in so that I could fix their issues, because they were too stupid to figure it out themselves. I should be grateful for their ignorance. It's why I have a job. It's a shitty job, but that's more than some people have at the moment.
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I reached down and undid my belt, which was the only thing left holding my slacks up. I tugged at the strap side until the buckle was tight against the first loop. Gently slapping Sara's cheek with my belt got her fired up even more. I smiled and stopped. Then I took the strap the other side, yanked her hair back and slapped her other cheek as she looked up at me. I could see the longing in her eyes, the begging in her eyebrows. Her face was begging not to stop, begging for more. So I stopped.
