“Yes, doctor Blumfield. What should I write down as the reason for the visit? You know, for insurance.”
“Oh, of course. Just go ahead and put down routine checkup. I have more detailed notes here. Missus Rogers has a sensitive condition that her husband should not be made aware of. Do you understand?”
The voice on the other end of the intercom took some time to respond. When it did, just a hollow “yes, sir” came through.
“Good. Thanks. She’ll be out front shortly.”
He turned to me, those smoldering emerald eyes burning deep. His eyes, as much as the marks on my ankles and the remaining sensations on my throat and my wrists, reminded me of our agreement. He just watched me for a few moments.
“Don’t forget our agreement, Alex. I certainly won’t. But, I don’t think that will be a problem.”
I nodded, still reeling from Dr. Blumfield’s treatment. Slowly, it all sank in. I thought for a moment about my enslavement, my agreeing to his demands, and more than anything, how much I could not wait for that next appointment. For a far briefer period, I thought about Walter. I thought about telling him what had happened. I thought about telling him Dr. Blumfield tied me down, jammed his cock down my throat and filled pumped me with load after load.
I thought about it. Then I realized it would be a lot more fun to let Walter find out himself.
As Dr. Blumfield turned out the door, and I followed, I grabbed the back of his shirt and gave him a tug.
“I meant every single word,” I whispered. “I want to be your...” I gulped. It was still hard to say.
“Say it, Alex. Tell me what you want to be.”
“I want to be,” I took a deep breath, “yours. Your slave. For as long as you’ll have me.”
“I know.” He smiled and, hand on my back, led me back down the hall. Back to Walter. Back to regular life.
I knew from that moment forward, that nothing would ever be the same. Nothing had ever made me happier.
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Bonus Material: Bred by My Daddy
Rough, romantic and taboo is the name of the game in this best-selling short story, first in an on-going series. (Coming soon in Audio format!)
Liz, a shy, late-blooming early-20s virgin, is quite a daddy's girl. Well, step-daddy's girl would be more accurate. As she prepares to move off to college, she's surprised when her step-daddy Peter finally returns some of the teasing affection she's tormented him with over the years. What will happen when they unleash years of raw, pent-up sexual tension? Lizzy's about to find out!
Warning: This 7500+ word erotic story is dripping with steamy sex, tabo
o situations, and a promise of things to come. Liz and Peter enjoy explicit oral sex (both ways), multiple orgasms, a hand job that belies Liz’s inexperience, a virgin deflowering, and impregnation. This story is not for the faint of heart, but it just might be for you!
Excerpt:
My little game went on for years. The poor guy had no way out. My mom got a promotion in the hospital to some sort of administrative position early last year, and so she was forever going on these long business trips for weeks, sometimes months on end. At that point, I was getting ready to leave for college, and taunting Peter had become almost a strip-tease exhibition.