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Sir

March 25, 2019 by Caraway Carter Leave a Comment

a bare chested man holding a riding crop.

I am kneeling. my hands cuffed behind me and I cannot do much more than flap my hands against my back.  I know I’ve done something bad, but I don’t have time to work up a list.  He squats, so he’s staring deep into my soul.  When he’s in the glasses, I know it will not be easy.

“You will keep your eyes closed, Benji.  You will clean both boots, and you will not speak.”

No gag and no blindfold.

I’m certain that where I’m kneeling, my hands could not do much more than flap against my backside. I’ve done something bad, something that will not let me do much more to him than circle the tip of his boot with my tongue. The smell from the leather, the hair, the sweat, all of it urges me on. The words left unspoken because he forbade me to speak. My eyes fight to open, but he won’t let me have the satisfaction of him till I have trailed my tongue over both pairs, over the laces and the sole of his boot. He pulls me up from my kneeling position, the cuffs still tightly bind me behind my back.

He presses against me, letting me breathe in the scent from him, my body shivers from the sensations and I know this will not be an easy undressing. This is my punishment, I only get to watch, get to smell, get to stand there with that bulge pressing into my ass. I thought I wouldn’t have time to enjoy any of him, because he walked away from me, I no longer felt him behind me. The tingling in my wrists.

It wasn’t until I felt the sting of the black leather riding crop that I even remembered I was being punished. The feeling of release I always felt after an intense session with Sir left me weak in the knees. And like the consummate professional he is, he placed the crop  in my hands as he held onto me before I collapsed. We meandered to the makeshift bed in the room’s corner. I heard the click of the cuffs and felt the crop pressed against my lips; I left a soft kiss upon the leather handle.

Filed Under: Mental Image Monday Tagged With: BDSM, Erotica, mental image monday, sexy, short

Brad Vance – Strength in Numbers

March 1, 2016 by carawaycarter.com-admin 1 Comment

StrengthCover

Author Name: Brad Vance
Book Name: Strength In Numbers
Series: The Game Players
Book: Two
Series should be read in order.
Release Date: February 10, 2016

PP blurb

They’re back! In their first adventure, Marc Julian, software billionaire, and Jesse Winchester, hacker extraordinaire, survived the evil plans of the Krom Brothers and Jesse’s first lover, Chip. But Jesse has old debts to pay to Russian gangster Leonid Ivanov. Now Leonid is calling in those debts, demanding that Jesse find a great treasure for him, and a new game is set in motion…

The mysterious “Satoshi,” creator of the cybercurrency Bitcoin, has been hiding $400 million worth of the currency for years. But now, he has chosen to start a quest for the keys to the Hoard, and he who controls the keys controls the fortune. And this will be a quest that will test the strength, the will, and the character of those who pursue it.

But Marc and Jesse aren’t the only ones on the hunt, as old enemies resurface to try and beat them to the treasure… And even if they reach it first, they must ask themselves – do they really want to give a Russian gangster $400 million to pursue his deadly enterprises? And what would be the consequences if they don’t?

The pursuit will take them through the museums of Tokyo, the streets of Buenos Aires, and the coast of Mexico, in a desperate and dangerous race to keep the fortune in digital gold from the hands of all their enemies…

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Filed Under: Author Visits Tagged With: BDSM, Contemporary, Crime Fiction, Erotica, Fiction, M/M Romance, Mystery, Romance, Thriller

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