Authors: Justine Elyot
‘Maybe if Dimitri comes up with you?’
‘Come on,’ he whispers in my ear. ‘You are brave. You can do it.’
If he wants me to do it, I’ll do it. His word makes all the difference.
I let him help me to my feet and lead me to the stage, avoiding all eyes, especially Anton’s. I won’t have to face them anyway. It’s not my face they want to see.
I am placed beside Trixietots, who is still bent over a chair. Dimitri runs a hand along my spine, pushing me gently into a forward inclination, less pronounced than Trixie’s, but still making my neck and head droop down. He keeps one hand rubbing my back while the other lifts my skirt, so slowly and softly that I almost don’t notice. I shut my eyes, blocking out the harsh schoolroom light. Cold air trickles up the backs of my thighs. Their eyes are on my thighs. I goose pimple all over.
He is so careful, so delicate when he pulls the knickers down. He doesn’t brush the marks, doesn’t even touch them. Once the elastic is safely at thigh level, he straightens up and holds me in position with his palms on my shoulders, thumbs massaging my neck.
A confusion of thoughts swirls in my head. Everyone is looking at my arse, but Dimitri’s hands feel so nice, and it doesn’t matter, they all do this kind of thing anyway, and all the subs will be envious of me and want Dimitri to do the same to them, especially the straight women and gay men.
It’s good. This is my kink. I own it. I should enjoy it.
I’m wet.
I hope they can’t see it.
Mal drones on over my head about the colour and the distinctive pattern and all that, ending up with a fulsome compliment to Dimitri on his technique.
‘You have a great skill,’ he says, ‘though I’m not sure Rosie would agree. Eh, Rosie?’
I shake the pleasurable blur from my head, cursing him for making me participate. ‘He knows what he’s doing,’ I mutter.
‘He does! I guess you’ve been behaving yourself ever since, eh?’
‘I guess,’ I grouch amid knowing laughter from the audience.
‘Thank you, ladies, your assistance is much appreciated. Now, are there any questions?’
Trixietots and I cover our behinds and leave the stage.
‘Hey, do you and your new friend fancy a drink upstairs afterwards?’ she asks brightly. ‘I don’t think the pub will let me in dressed like this.’
‘I don’t think so,’ says Dimitri, heading for the door.
‘Aw, why not?’
‘I have to discuss Rosie’s bad behaviour with her.’
‘Eh, what?’ I protest.
‘You think this is a good way to behave?’ He raises an eyebrow at me. ‘Rosie, you just show your ass to the whole room. I am very disappointed. Now let’s go home and I will think of your punishment.’
He is evil, yet the best kind of evil. The kind I want.
‘Lucky girl,’ says Trixietots wistfully, as we walk out of the room.
She’s not wrong.
Becoming another person to fulfil a fantasy that you dare tell no one about, ever, is an enduring sexual fantasy, so we’ve put together an erotica anthology featuring explicit stories of getting away from it all to do your own naughty thing.
ISBN: 978-0-00-747771-5
Published April 2012
A collection of detailed stories exploring over-the-knee fun and other painful obsessions with spanking and corporal punishment: one of the most popular and enduring subjects in the erotica genre.
Six of the best from a master’s cane or an open hand, brats getting their comeuppance, and tantrums thrown to tempt the disciplinarian’s patience: this collection of explicit erotica explores the role-play, rituals, procedures and satisfaction encountered when naughty girls are asked to touch their toes.
ISBN: 978-0-00-747917-7
Published April 2012
Why settle for just one man?
Kara North is on the run. Fleeing from her controlling fiancé and a wedding she never wanted, she accepts the chance offer of refuge on wild, rocky Liddell Island, where she soon catches the eye of the island’s owner, erotic photographer Ric Liddell. Wickedly sexy by day and just plain wicked by night, Ric rules his domain like a feudal lord. He’s used to getting what he wants, without any commitment, and just when Kara thinks she has him hooked, he hides behind a cool, dispassionate mask.
But pleasure comes in more than one flavour when Zachary Blackwater, the charming ice-cream vendor also takes an interest, and wants more than just a tumble in the surf. Zach offers her warmth that she never felt from her ex, and soon it’s not just the ice cream that’s melting.
When Kara learns that the two men have been unlikely lovers for years, she becomes obsessed with the idea of a threesome. Zach is reluctant, until he sees the dynamic effect Kara has on Ric’s emotions. She might be the key to finally capturing Ric’s heart.
Soon Kara is wondering how she ever considered binding herself to just one man. She’s never had so much fun or felt so uninhibited, but just when everything seems so perfect, the man she left behind returns with some very old-fashioned ideas about rescuing her and taking her home to his own idea of wedded bliss.
ISBN: 978-0-00-747772-2
Published April 2012
Dan takes his marriage vows seriously. Until he gets the balls to ask for a divorce, watching each other masturbate is all he can offer his beautiful gardener, Francie. But when Dan’s friend, Simon, agrees to be his surrogate, affairs of the heart get complicated.
Dan convinces Francie to allow Simon to be his surrogate – to have sex with her while Dan watches and supervises. It’s a win-win. Dan stays faithful to his wife, and with Simon’s help, he can keep Francie satisfied until he gets the nerve to ask for a divorce.
With their yawner of a love life, Dan’s wife, Isabel, is enjoying her own version of borderline fidelity with her massage therapist, Ellen. Bel can’t see the harm. After all, it’s not proper sex if it’s with another woman, is it?
Dan’s discovery of Ellen and Bel’s trysts strangely rekindles his passion for his wife. As sex with Bel gets kinkier and better, and sex between Francie and Simon gets ever more sizzling, Dan thinks he has the best of both worlds. But secrets don’t stay secret. Substitutes aren’t the real thing. And in the end there are no surrogates for matters of the heart.
ISBN: 978-0-00-747918-4
Published April 2012
This novella is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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