A Taste of Submission: Darkest Kink

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About the book...

"You like the idea of being at my mercy, Sub? Don't you?" He kissed my neck and made me shudder… "So do I."

"I love the thought. I crave it, Sir… I love the thought of you making me behave for you, Sir. Taking a sweet and innocent girl and turning her into your filthy little sex-slave."'

Darkest Kink follows an experienced submissive as she tentatively reveals, to her dominant, her desire for consensual non-consent play. Nisha thrives on the pleasure of being pinned under Sir's strong body with nowhere to run; she aches to relinquish every ounce of control and to submit completely to her master.

As her dominant sets the wheels in motion and brings her most depraved vision to life, how will the reality of receiving such brutal treatment compare to the clit-trembling, debauched fantasy which she has longed for but resisted for so many years?


A Steamy Excerpt:

Pulling the black and white striped holdall over the gearstick, I slipped out of the car and locked it, zipping my keys away before dumping the bag on the bonnet. I had over twenty minutes left to kill – time was dragging its heels and it was making me needier than ever. Glancing around the entirety of the deserted car park, three times, I was confident it was empty. The sweet scent of my wet, sticky cunt captured my attention, luring my fingers up my skirt towards my white cotton knickers. He always loved the taste of my arousal smeared across my fingers; plus, I was alone so why not? I leaned against the side of the car and closed my eyes lightly, concentrating on the contrasting sensation of heat radiating from between my thighs and the breeze that pulled the hairs on my arms to attention. I focused on the powdery softness of the thin skin between my legs, gathering the gusset of my knickers to one slide and sliding my fingers against the puffy warmth of my cunt-lips. An unexpected moan slipped from my lips as I opened myself slightly with two fingers, coating myself in my own clear nectar. I imagined his fingers in place of mine, wider and rougher, as I moved them over my swollen, throbbing clit. With each long, tantalising stroke, my fears melted into desire, fuelling a succession of rapid, circular movements around my needy bud. I parted my thighs further, desperate for better access. Imagining all of the wonders that the night had in store for me, I felt my mind whip away from reality in a frenzy of hope and excitement. At that moment, I didn’t care an ounce for the rules; I just needed to cum.

“Whore…” The growl of that single word tore through my ecstasy and pulled me back to the menacing darkness around me; the moon was veiled behind a mantle of sombre, slate-grey cloud. I yelled out with all my might and whipped my head towards the imperious voice; however, I heard nothing but a whimper leave my body and saw nothing but a flash of black sleeve. Smothered and stifled - my scream wrestled against the leather-bound hand that clamped so completely over my mouth. His thick fingers clenched around my waist, holding me against his body as he lifted me with ease. My knickers sat uncomfortably, wedged between my lips, and my heels scraped piercingly through the dirt ground as he dragged me away from my car...

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Cargado September 20, 2020
Notes Darkest Kink follows an experienced submissive as she tentatively reveals, to her dominant, her desire for consensual non-consent play. Nisha thrives on the pleasure of being pinned under Sir's strong body with nowhere to run...

As her dominant sets the wheels in motion and brings her most depraved vision to life, how will the reality of receiving such brutal treatment compare to the clit-trembling, debauched fantasy which she has longed for but resisted for so many years?
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