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Warning This book is not intended for anyone under the age of legal adulthood. It contains graphic sexual scenes, including fetish, kink, and BDSM-related activities. This book is intended as FANTASY ONLY. This book is not intended to be used as a resource for sexual education, or as an informational guide to sex or BDSM. The scenes within this book are not meant to depict realistic expectations of BDSM or fetish-related activities. The Kinks/Fetishes Within: Erotic humiliation, scolding, spanking (paddling/caning), flogging, monster-fucking, extra-large penetration, manhandling, blowjobs,
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Alvina didn’t try to be a bad girl - it just came naturally.
“It will be an aphrodisiac unlike any other! A love potion for the 16th century!”
Alvina was used to hearing strange and unusual things, but as she brought the bottle to her lips for her first sip, she could have sworn she heard a deep voice whisper in her ear, “You’re a very naughty girl, Alvina.”
The pleasure seemed to radiate from her clitoris, her flesh singing with ecstasy.
Her eyes roamed, and settled upon the bundle of switches above the fireplace. She thought of Jareth taking them down, ordering her to lift her dress and bend over, then whipping her thighs mercilessly. Her heart leapt with alarm as she realized the thought was intensifying her arousal. She couldn’t cast the fantasy from her head: Master Jareth scolding her, calling her a very bad girl, and taking her over his knee to spank her, his hand making her bottom burn with every loud slap of his palm. Her arousal was so heightened, she knew she had no choice but to cum yet again. She shook, curling up
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“You should have been a good girl, Alvina. Now you have to be punished.”
Alvina kept her mouth clamped shut. She wasn’t going to say a word - especially since she knew if she dared try to speak, her words would become moans.
“You really have made a mess of yourself. Look at you: sticky and dripping, those nether lips so swollen and blushing. It would do you good to have that naughty little hole of yours stretched.”
The anticipation frightened her more than anything:
The sting was altogether different than the paddle: the knotted leather seemed to bite at her, snapping at her flesh like a wicked little dragon.
That earlier feeling of calm had returned, but had changed now: she felt resigned, almost submissive. She had no choice but to endure, so endure she would.
She forced her throat to relax so she wouldn’t choke, and gazed up at him with wide, watering eyes as he pressed slowly in and out. “Ah, so you can be good after all,” he growled.
“Is this the key to making you focus?” he said, his large hand keeping a tight grip on her hair. “Put a cock in your mouth and suddenly you’re calm as a dove.”
“Now there’s a good girl: sucking faster the harder I swat.”
“You don’t want me to return and punish you again, now do you?” “N-no!” Her answer was a long whine, but it was only partially true. She didn’t want the wrath of his paddle or flogger again, but she was certain that if she was fucked half so hard on a regular basis, she would be a very good girl indeed.
“A good fucking will keep her satiated,” Krampus said. “You would do well to keep that in mind.”
She felt her guilt and embarrassment flooding out of her with her tears, a profound sense of relief taking their place.
She was going to try to be good, and now she had her Master to ensure that she was. But still… Alvina had never tried to be a bad girl - it had just come naturally.
