Andrews St. Crossing 1

Ignored by her hard-working husband and disinterested in being a society woman, Donnella finds a distraction to her boring life in the secret room of an experienced domme. In creating a separate life for herself she discovers her need to experience pain to truly enjoy the pleasure of sex. Donnella finds that she pushes her boundaries of pain and pleasure, much to the delight of her domme…

This is a 10,000 word novelette intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: features graphic sex, BDSM, extreme bondage, sexual humiliation, group sex, cheating spouses, anonymous sex, group sex, strong language, erotic situations not all members of the public will enjoy, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

“It doesn’t hurt,” he said. “It’s really more of a stimulant than anything.” He lashed out with the toy snapping the leather thongs across her belly. It felt like a light slap to Donnella but even so she gasped a bit at the sudden flare of pain. “See?” he asked.

“It hurt,” she protested, but knew this was exactly what she had signed up for.

“No, it didn’t, trust me on that,” Kurt replied as he began swinging the flogger with expert efficiency and accuracy.

Each little strike didn’t hurt Donnella, but the cumulative impact started to affect her. She glanced down at her belly and saw her skin starting to turn bright pink like a sunburn. Kurt varied where he hit her, starting with her belly he moved to her ribcage up to under her breasts and her sides where she was exposed. He occasionally dipped down to her thighs as well. There was just the littlest thrill of pain before he unexpectedly laid the flogger’s falls across her breasts, first the left one and then the right.

She shrieked in pain.