BDSM: Dominated Next Door by Kathleen Hope

BDSM: Dominated Next Door

Bdsm: dominated next door

Samantha’s morning started out all wrong. Oversleeping meant she had to spring out of the bed and frantically put herself together in order to get to the TV Station on time for work. “Why didn’t you wake me up?” she yelled to her husband as he dragged himself to the bathroom.

He shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry, you looked so peaceful.”

On top of everything else, strange-sounding loud music leaked into their bedroom. She scrambled around, searing for a source. “Where is that from” she asked him.

“Sounds like tribal rhythms – maybe from Polynesia or something.”

“Thank you very much, Mister professor of anthropology. That wasn’t what I meant. I meant where is that sound coming from?”

Slipping into his suit, he shrugged. “Might be that new guy that moved in a few days ago.”

“Honey, can you go over there and talk to him about it. He needs to understand that this is a nice, quiet neighborhood, and we don’t do that kind of thing here.”

“Let’s not rock the boat, Sam.”

Genre: FICTION / Erotica / General

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Erotica

Language: English

Keywords: bdsm, erotica, short stories, romance

Word Count: 10,000

Sample text:

Samantha’s morning started out all wrong. Oversleeping meant she had to spring out of the bed and frantically put herself together in order to get to the TV Station on time for work. “Why didn’t you wake me up?” she yelled to her husband as he dragged himself to the bathroom.

He shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry, you looked so peaceful.”

On top of everything else, strange-sounding loud music leaked into their bedroom. She scrambled around, searing for a source. “Where is that from” she asked him.

“Sounds like tribal rhythms – maybe from Polynesia or something.”

“Thank you very much, Mister professor of anthropology. That wasn’t what I meant. I meant where is that sound coming from?”

Slipping into his suit, he shrugged. “Might be that new guy that moved in a few days ago.”

“Honey, can you go over there and talk to him about it. He needs to understand that this is a nice, quiet neighborhood, and we don’t do that kind of thing here.”

“Let’s not rock the boat, Sam.”


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Italian
Already translated. Translated by Roberto Felletti
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Already translated. Translated by Alessandra Lobo
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