Under Her Heel

From wonderland, to an ancient kingdom, to the New York City, these women have craved one thing, power over other women. Scratch beneath the surface of even the sweetest of little girls and you’ll find something darker, nastier, harder. The desire to submit or to make others submit to you. This three story collected edition contains the stories, The Red Queen, Princess Brides, and Blindfolded.

Excerpt from Princess Brides

Leaning down she pressed a soft kiss to the other woman’s still lips. At first Lily resisted, keeping her lips pressed tight. But eventually she relented and kissed her back. Reaching between them Iris unlaced the bodice of the other woman's dress. Unlike the princess of Extor she didn't stop at just exposing the tops of her breasts. She kept unlacing until she had the entire thing undone and there was nothing between her and the other woman's body but a thin silk shift.

Breaking off the kiss she kept eye contact with Lily who looked up at her, expectant but determined. It took almost no effort for Iris to rip the entire front of the silken undergarment in half. The sound of tearing silk was loud in the stillness of the barn. The hoses had not stirred. When the sound died the princess of Extor was exposed before her.

Lily had inviting breasts. Soft, supple, full and capped by rosy nipples. They invited your touch, your taste. Iris took a taste. Lowering her head she captured the right one in her mouth and sucked. The princess of Extor moaned and shifted like she wanted to do something but was restrained the bonds on her wrist.

A first Iris was gentle, teasing more than anything. Then desire over came her and she began to work the other woman over in earnest. Taking the whole breast in her hand she opened her mouth wide and tried to take it all in. More texture than taste, more idea than reality. The idea that she was suckling on the breasts of this woman made her damp. Moving to the other she took it in both hands and sucked until it lifted into her mouth. Lily had gone from moaning to whimpering and now thrust her breasts up to meet Iris's lips. All she could do in her position.