Wednesday, May 1, 2013

It's Time for a HUMP!! Redeemed Style!

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This week it's time for the HUMP! I love these. Hope you do, too. Enjoy!!

Redeemed by Megan Slayer 
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Shara Azod Publishing
Contemporary, BDSM, M/F, M/M/F, Menage, Anal sex, Toys
Short story

Find your wildest fantasies at the Q...

Master G knows his subs and his limits. His heart is never involved, but he’s always careful. Except when Mistress Dee is involved—then all bets are off.

Mistress Dee lives to fulfill the needs of her subs, including one desiring a hot ménage with her and another man. She knows just who to ask. But can the Master she wants also be the man she needs?

And now for that HUMP!!!

“In an hour.” Mistress Dee rubbed her body against his and bit back a groan. His erection tapped the thin layer of fabric covering her cunt. Few men climbed under her skin like Master G. She refused to let them, but he wasn’t like other men. She’d observed him with his most recent submissive. The girl liked power play, sure, but she wanted rough love mixed in. Master G knew how to play rough, but even she noticed his heart wasn’t involved.Was she any different? Not by much. She kept her own heart safely tucked behind a wall. Give her submissives the play they needed, make them happy, then send them on their merry way. So what if she spent her private time lonely? Being alone made her stronger and less dependent on anyone...didn’t it? Then why in the name of God did she want Master G to finally break and submit to her?“Mistress, what shall I call you while we play?” His voice came out in a gravelly whisper and sent fire through her veins.
“Mistress.” She tugged harder on the leather straps across his chest, then murmured in his ear. “Tell me your safe word.”“Sweet Jesus.” He shivered and gripped the edge of the console.
Either he already wanted punishment, or she’d managed to knock him off-kilter already. “Tell me. You’ve already earned five spankings, slave.”He grunted and closed his eyes. “Thank you, Mistress. I deserve more.” He swayed on his feet. “My safe word is clandestine.”“Nice.” She let go of his harness, then patted her thigh. “Follow me.” She led him from the control room to her regular playroom. When the door shut, she pointed to the vinyl-covered kneeling bench. “On your knees, hands behind your back.”Master G bowed his head and knelt on the bench. He folded his hands at the small of his back and waited for her. Power flowed through her veins and her skin prickled. She lived for these moments. He played the Dom well, but even the strongest Dom needed to feel the role-reversal of the submissive. She picked out one of her favorite collars, one with thick D-rings and studs, then wrapped the leather around his neck.
“The collar suits you.” She draped a heavy leash from the main D-ring, then secured the handle to the bench. “You will also wait here until Pet arrives.”
Mistress Dee strolled around her new toy twice, sizing him up. His erection pushed against the front of his leathers and a fine sheen of perspiration spread across his muscled back. She trailed her fingers over his tanned skin. Chiseled like a fine statue, but oh so real and not cluttered with tattoos like so many of the other Doms. Cream slickened the inside of her thighs. Just looking at his unblemished body made her mouth water.
“You suit me.” She threaded her fingers into his short hair and yanked his head back to look him in the eye. “Last time to back out. Do you wish to use your safe word?”

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