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Jenevieve DeBeers is My Pretty Ponygirl

My Pretty Ponygirl

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Sometimes a girl's just gotta pony up to get the man of her deepest desires.

Sylvie is a receptionist by day, who transforms into a sexy midnight cowgirl when it's time to let her hair down and have some fun. She has set her sights on billionaire bachelor Brett Stirling, the city's most eligible cowboy. But Brett's an alpha male with a taste for absolute control of his beautiful lovers…his pets. Will Sylvie be able to lose her inhibitions and pony up to this challenge? What will Sylvie discover about her deepest self? How far will she go to win the man of her dreams? Come and follow her entry into the BDSM world of pony play, of powerful masters and pretty ponygirls, of domination and sweetest submission.

Warning, this short story contains extremely explicit sex between consenting adults, pony play, bondage and discipline, multiple partners, role playing, and extreme sex acts.

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Excerpt

"The next command and position I'm going to teach you is 'forward,'" he said. "That is the command for you to roll forward onto all fours. Do it. Forward."

Sylvie moved to all fours atop the seat. Brett shifted positions, moving directly behind her and forced her legs wider. His hands stroked her butt cheeks, soft and sensuously. Closing her eyes, she enjoyed the feel of a man's hands on her body. She was getting all tingly hot inside, knowing she was in the perfect position for him to enjoy what she had to offer.

A tiny gasp escaped her when his thumb slid into her butt crack, under her thong, brushing lightly across her butt hole and then her nether lips. When it came back up she realized just how wet she was, as his thumb spread her juices up and up.

"Next command and position," he said. "Present. Present is the command for you to drop to your elbows, hands pointing forward and pressed flat on the floor. You will also bow your back and thus present your lovely girly delights to one and all who wish to enjoy them. So…Present."

Sylvie obeyed, going to her elbows, back bowed and butt thrust enticingly up. He pulled her thongs down to her knees. She felt so wickedly vulnerable to exploitation. Her skin goose-fleshed and she began panting lightly.

Brett took his sweet time. She heard the rustle of clothing being removed behind her, but fought the urge to look back over her shoulder. Somehow she knew he would disapprove, and she desperately wanted to please him. Hands on her butt let her know he was back and ready to go.

“My pretty ponygirl,” he whispered. He tapped the small of her back, right below the cincher. “I forgot the tail.” His fingers circled her butt hole, which tightened up.

About the Author

Jenevieve DeBeers leads a double life. By day, she is a dedicated worker bee in the corporate grind, but at night she surrenders to her deep, dark side and writes out all of the little fantasies that consume her day. Her characters enjoy all of the wild sexual escapades and daring deeds of lust and love that she wishes she was brave enough to enjoy in real life. Yeah, she lives vicariously through her characters.

Megan Somers' To Love and to Cuckold

To Love and to Cuckold

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Alexa and Tim have a problem. She realizes he is more of a voyeur than a performer, and she needs the strong hand of man to satisfy her needs. So Alexa meets him in a crowded restaurant and proposes they try cuckolding. Unfortunately Tim's billionaire CEO boss overhears, and takes charge. Soon the bull turns into her master, and starts dominating far more than her time. Will Alexa be able to break free of her master's dark allure? Or is she lost forever under his kinky thumb?

Warning, this story contains extremely explicit consensual sex between adults, with a hotwife submitting totally to the will of her billionaire bull and master. Do not read if you are easily offended by alpha males, bondage, and/or adultery.


Excerpt

"No, I need Tim," she said. "I'm sorry, but it's over."

Hunter smiled, but it never reached his eyes. Alexa's eyes got big as he loomed over her, still holding her tight. When he leaned down, she instinctively tilted her head and parted her lips, and kissed him.

"You crave the power and control I have over you," he whispered into her ear, and then spun her around. "Bend over and grab your ankles."

"This is so wrong," she said, voice low and breathless.

Alexa did as told. With her knees locked, she grabbed her ankles. Hunter gave a sharp laugh, and swatted her butt.

"I thought so," he said, almost viciously. "You are my woman. My obedient girl. My property."

"No, I'm Tim's wife," she said. "I mean…I'm a strong, independent woman. I'm not some pathetic…"

He yanked her up straight by her hair. "You belong to me, Alexa. You are mine."

She gasped, her mind and body a riot of strange and wonderful feelings. Pressed up behind her, Hunter released his bold hands to explore her breasts in intimate detail. She gasped and panted, trying desperately to pull herself together, to gather her scrambled wits. Oh, but it felt so good, so right.

"I am your master," he whispered into her ear. "Say it."

"You are my master."

He unbuckled her belt, and then unzipped her skirt. Alexa wiggled her hips when he pushed the skirt over them and down to her ankles, leaving her in nothing but a black thong and heels.

"Who is your master?"

His words, the demanding tone of his voice, left her all fluttery inside.

"You're my master."

He spun Alexa around, forcing her to look keep into his eyes. She felt panic, wanted to look away, but he held her. Breathless, she trembled before him, their gaze so intense she couldn't think.

"Do not ever, ever, tell me you want to end this, that you are not my slave," he said, voice fierce. His hands slid down her sides, over her hips, to grab her butt. "I own you body and soul."

Malia Mallory satisfies His Need, Her Desire

His Need, Her Desire

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Tabitha Quinn didn't come to Hawaii to be spanked. But when vacationing businessman Marcus Granger saves her from drowning, they begin an affair that moves from the beach to the bedroom and straight into an experience Tabitha's never had before: dark-haired, blue-eyed Marcus is a dominant, and spanking is just the beginning. The sex is intense, the emotion even more so, until they both must decide if this is a holiday fling or the real thing.

Notice: This book is erotic romance fantasy fiction. It contains explicit depictions of consensual BDSM sexual acts including oral sex, sexual intercourse, masturbation, paddling, spanking, bondage, sensation play, wax play, ice play, temperature play, and blindfolding. It is intended for mature audiences only (18+).

Julianne Reyer is Rekindling His Desire

Rekindling His Desire

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What happens after happily-ever-after?
When Charlotte met billionaire Jackson Reed, she was enthralled with his power and his dark interests. But after a kinky whirlwind romance and years of marriage, their sexual fervor diminished even as their companionship strengthened. Now Charlotte is faced with a dilemma, and she finds unexpected advice in the words of a cocky young bartender. Just how far will she go to rekindle the fierce passion of the man she loves?

This 12k word erotic romance short story is intended for adult readers who enjoy power dynamics in billionaire relationships, a hot wife who resorts to cuckolding her dominant husband to reclaim his attention, an alpha male whose fire is reignited just when she needs it the most, and a renewed happily-ever-after that comes in many unexpected shades.

*Amazon .99 sale price limited time only!

Excerpt

"Charlotte," she choked, then added, "sir."

"How long have you worked for me?"

"Two--two days. I'm just a temp, sir, filling in for a couple weeks."

She blinked, looking up, and his stony gaze skewered her. He didn't utter a word, just fixed her with a long, thoughtful stare. Her breath condensed in her chest, like it was squeezing in on itself, and her face burned with shame. It didn't help that he was so attractive, if anything, it made her feel worse.

She finally broke the silence herself.

"Are you--" She gulped. "Are you going to make me pay for the computer? I don't have the money now, but I can work it off if you let me."

"The information on that laptop is worth more than you'll make in a lifetime," he said offhandedly.

She bit down on her lip, afraid she was going to cry. He was going to sue her. He would fire her, then round up a gang of lawyers and send them after her head. They would take what little she had, and she'd never be able to go back to school.

"Is there anything else I can do?" She sniffled.

He didn't answer. Instead, he walked to the far side of the long desk, the end without the pool of coffee, and tapped an idle finger on the dark wood surface. Seeming to come to some decision, he slowly pushed the piles of books off the edge--one by one, falling down to the floor.

What was he doing? She assumed he would have been furious by now, seething with rage. But he was unreadable. She watched in silence from her kneeling position, as coffee dripped off one end of the desk and papers dropped from the other.

He turned to her, pointing down with one finger. "Bend over the desk here."

"What--"

"Don't make me repeat myself."

She swallowed hard, and stood up on shaky legs. What is he going to do to me? She wondered, as she took slow steps, closing the distance between them. I don't have to do this, she thought. I could leave and find another job. But between his tone and his eyes like blue storm clouds, she was captive.

Prince of Asteria by Tanya Korval

Available on Amazon

UN translator Lucy Snow sneaks into an embassy party... and meets Prince Jagor, heir to the throne of Asteria. He's mysterious, charming and supremely powerful, and soon their encounter is spinning out of control in one of the embassy bedrooms. Lucy knows her life has changed forever, but their initial tryst isn't enough for the prince: he offers her a job as his personal aide. Dare she accept a position with a man who knows exactly how to dominate her: a man she must address as 'Your Highness'?

This is a 14,000 word novella. Here's an extract.

Excerpt

We stood there for a second, just looking at each other. I had time to really look at him now, and notice things like how strong his hands looked. Or the way his pecs curved under his tailored white shirt. Or the way the dark shadow of his stubble shone black in the warm light from the bedside lamps: again, I found myself thinking of an animal. If I kissed him, it would brush against me: would it be scratchy? It looked almost soft.

Why was I thinking about kissing him?

It occurred to me that we were both in a very dangerous situation here. Alone in a room with a closed door and the lights romantically low. If anyone should come in it was going to take a lot of explaining to convince them it was innocent.

Is it innocent? I asked myself. What the hell is going on here?

I was very aware of the closed door, and his possible reasons for closing it.

‘I should go,’ I said suddenly.

He just stared at me, the way a cat will stare at a mouse. My heart was thumping so hard in my chest, I was sure he must be able to hear it.

‘I really think I should go,’ I said. I tried to say it firmly, but my voice quavered. It wasn’t fear: or if it was fear, it wasn’t him I was scared of.

He gave me another one of those looks. Then he took a step towards me.

All I had to do was walk to the door and leave. Why was that so hard? But my legs felt like concrete, even my arms hanging limply by my sides. He took another step towards me, and now he was close enough that I could smell his aftershave. It was like nothing else I’d ever smelled: not like one of the scents you buy at a store, all alcohol and chemical scent. This was like open spaces and cold, hard rock and the wind: if the outdoors had a smell, this was it.

‘I really think…‘ I started firmly, and then trailed off.

He put one huge hand beneath my chin and used the edge of it, very gently, to tilt my face up to his.

‘Don’t think,’ he said softly. I only realized afterwards that he’d said it in Asterian, because as soon as he’d said it he was kissing me.

His lips were so warm on mine, sending a jolt of heat rocketing down through my chest, blossoming in the very core of me. His chin was brushing mine, and his stubble grazed me. It was rough, but it felt good. He was bending down slightly to reach me, and I suddenly became aware that I was stretching up to meet him, my lips flowering open. I was kissing him back.

His breath was hot against me as he parted his lips, his tongue greedily seeking mine. It was the first time I’d been kissed in months. His hands were in my hair, stroking through the soft strands, his palms warm against my temples. Little shocks of pleasure were darting down through my body from everywhere he touched me, heading straight to my groin. He was starting something inside me, something primal and out of control, so strong it scared me.

He broke the kiss and leaned back from me. The loss of his touch was like a physical pain.

‘Tell me you want me to stop,’ he told me: and he said it in English, not in Asterian, so there was no danger of me misunderstanding.

Saffron Sands has been Pleasing My Billionaire

Pleasing My Billionaire

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When Jonathan Morgan, CEO of a multi billion dollar company, sees Stephanie from across the room, he knows he must have her. As it turns out, Jonathan is in luck. His target is not only extremely attractive, but is also unemployed with bills piled high and not a job to be found.

 Jonathan quickly uses his plentiful resources to begin the seduction of the young financially strapped beauty. Will good food, large cars, and a decadent lifestyle be enough to convince her to take the next step?

 Once Stephanie sees the world Jonathan can offer, is there anything she isn’t willing to do to keep it?


 

 

Pleasing My Billionaire 2

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Stephanie Sloane, now deep in CEO Jonathan Morgan’s world is falling head over heals for her billionaire.

But the sweet life turns bitter when jealousy rears its ugly head. Unable to let her suspicions subside, Stephanie spies on Jonathan and what she finds isn’t at all what she expected.