Hind Butterflies

Lesbian BDSM
1. Auflage 2010
ISBN: 978-1-935897-05-7
Verlag: Pink Flamingo Publishers
Format: PDF
Kopierschutz: PC/MAC/eReader/Tablet/DL/kein Kopierschutz

E-Book, Englisch, 113 Seiten

The beautiful Gina Huxtable has it all: power, money, a successful business and an exquisite estate, Ashby Manor, in Northern England. She also has a staff of young girls who double as a harem of willing slaves, ready at her beck and call. However what Gina really wants still eludes her. Though she may be worshipped, what she craves most is to be truly loved. Among her many slaves is her favorite, the irresistible Chloe an utter pervert with an eye for gaining her own power, wealth and harem of slaves. She’s sure to break her Mistress’s heart and Gina knows she’ll never have what she wants from her ambitious assistant. When Gina acquires a new company, she and Chloe travel to London to meet with the staff and prepare for the takeover. Scheduled to be fired as the companies merge is Becky, a married woman who’s having a BSDM affair with her boss Mark. In their first meeting, Gina immediately becomes smitten with Becky, and sets out to seduce her, arranging their next meeting in the back of a limo. When Gina speaks candidly about her kinky lifestyle, she has the submissively inclined female practically salivating with desire. The evening ends with Becky shuddering on the floor with orgasm, and orders from Gina to appear at Ashby the following night.

Autoren/Hrsg.

Hind, Ashley

Leseproben

Chloe It was quiet in the back of the Merc. The road rumble and traffic noise was shut out so that all that remained was a low murmur from the car’s own engine. The partial tint of the rear windows helped cut intrusion from other inquisitive road users, whilst the shaded partition that segregated the driver from the passengers was raised to block out distraction from the front. Even the DVD that was mounted in the seat in front of Chloe was playing with the sound off. On its small screen an unfortunate blonde was having her face pushed into a pink blancmange whilst a latex-clad bitch forced a whole hand up inside her. Chloe’s thoughts idly turned to earlier. Watching Sarah receive her whipping had proved very enjoyable. The girl could certainly absorb some punishment, and beneath her sobs and tears she always seemed close to exploding with ecstasy. She would willingly accept anything, and her filthy mind would love it all. She was a blank canvas onto which you could paint your depravity, and Chloe found that very appealing. The sight of the wobbling cane-stripped buttocks had got her close to demanding to be allowed to strap on a thick dildo and fuck the pony-girl right up her fat arse. She had kept quiet though. She knew she must not talk out of turn in front of the others while Gina was at work. She had to be seen to be toeing the line, or discipline would collapse and the whole bubble would burst. Clever Chloe knew the game, and it was in her interest to play it properly. Her Mistress had been almost totally mute during their smooth cruise south, and Chloe knew that Gina’s thoughts were tied up with the stress of having to spend the next few days in tense meetings, doing some hiring but primarily firing. She had even given the same pep talk three, four times over to help Chloe steel herself for the unpleasantness of the tasks ahead, without really noticing that her young assistant didn’t actually give a fuck. The Mistress was too soft; she whipped arses with a gusto and devised delicious humiliations for her girls, but her compassion was pregnable and that made her weak. Chloe knew that Gina was a formidable character, but she also guessed that deep down she ached to be loved—and not as a Mistress, but as an equal. When the two of them were alone together Gina displayed a tenderness that the other girls didn’t see, as if it was beyond her to really hurt and degrade the one she truly loved, and hoped above all for the same affection in return. But people who are that rich can never be truly loved because their wealth clouds the issue—whether legitimate or not, the thought will always be in their mind: does she love me or just my money? Chloe wanted to be that rich. She could happily live without love as long as she got plenty of the dirtiest sex with as many of the naughtiest young bitches she could lay her hands on. She had the looks for sure, but wealth gave you an unstoppable influence. Gina was unquestionably beautiful but she was nearly twice the age of the girls Chloe habitually found to her taste. She had money though, and not only did the wealth help make and keep her beautiful, it had her dripping with a magnetic power. Chloe had eventually found it irresistible. She had allowed the older woman to woo her and take her out, to treat her and even to spank her. However, she resisted the offer to quit dancing and become Gina’s Personal Assistant until the initial salary proposal had been almost recklessly increased, and a car had been thrown into the bargain. Although she accepted the job she refused the offer of a room at Ashby. Since Chloe was then only twenty and living with her parents, Gina got little time to see her and still keep her harem running smoothly. Exasperated, the Mistress finally rented a flat for Chloe nearby, a secret that was kept from the others and only then would the younger girl allow herself to be reeled in and accept that the Mistress’s commands, at least in front of the others, were to be obeyed. She played the part of slave willingly enough, and certainly watching the perversions of the house was no hardship. Chloe loved fucking and being fucked by girls, and when she and Gina were alone she was given more freedom to indulge herself than any of the others could imagine. She was treated to everything and paid for nothing. Her bank balance moved ever upwards as she took these freebies, and she got to go to bed with a voluptuous and beautiful woman who had a dirty mind and was still very sexy even though she was in her mid-thirties. Chloe was looking forward to this latest trip to London. The capital smiled on wealth in the way her northern homeland never could, and whenever there Gina seemed to become even more lavish in her generosity. Plus London meant Lysette’s, the private girls-only club and Chloe’s most favourite place. An incredible night was almost guaranteed there, as long as Gina could be shaken from the cloud that this takeover business had billowed up inside her, and be persuaded instead to have a good time. Chloe was impatient at the distraction this business was causing. Her Mistress needed to stop worrying about other people’s sad lives and get concentrating on having a good time. The blonde on the DVD screen was sobbing as she had her messy face slapped and was made to lap her own juices from the glistening gloved fist of the bitch. Chloe smiled at the familiar tingling response to the sight of a wretched girl being abused. Sex was everything; dirty sex even better; and better still dirty sex in which you were in control. She knew it and so did her Mistress, and it was just the thing to bring one’s mind back onto the important things in life. Without being told, Chloe turned to the side and crawled across her Mistress’s lap, her skirt riding up as she did so to display her stocking tops and new white cotton panties. She heard Gina tut but also draw in breath at the sight, and then she allowed herself a sly smile as her Mistress gave in and started to fondle the arse she found so irresistible. The first slap was light as always and the hand stayed to help soothe the buttock and spread the shock. Chloe gasped and then smiled again at her minor victory and the familiarity of the contact. She had almost grown to love being punished. Her pain was always lighter than the others got and she had learned to take it whilst letting her head rage with filthy thoughts of what she would do the day she herself was free to dominate. It wouldn’t always be like this, with her over the lap and her arse getting pinked. She was building her own power and she was aware that she was blessed with natural authority because she had beauty and she knew how to use it. As the next series of slaps jiggled her arse cheeks in turn she broke her silence with a squeal, but her mind was elsewhere, on the other girls of the harem and their unspoken acceptance that she was different to them, a girlfriend rather than a slave. She knew she provoked jealousies in the house but these were pacified by the brief moments when the other girls shared her bed. Envy aside, the other girls wanted her and if there was one thing Chloe welcomed more than anything, it was adoration. The slaps began to get harder and Chloe knew that Gina would be struggling to rein her enthusiasm in. The sting spread across her cheeks making her grind her crotch into the stocking-covered thigh beneath her to absorb the shock and turn it into a hot itch of desire. She was glad when she felt her panties being tugged down over her thighs to bare her front and back, and free her throbbing clit. She loved the sound of a girl’s naked flesh being slapped, even her own; it juiced her despite the rush of pain. She was safer with her underwear down. Gina would monitor the reddening of the cheeks in her lap and temper her zeal accordingly. Chloe knew that she would never be spanked to tears as the other girls were, and that her compliance would be duly rewarded and her pussy would become the focus of her Mistress’s eager fingers. Chloe could picture how she looked, the delight of being able to make a girl’s arse dance and have her squeal. She grinned through her own wriggles and gasps, regardless of the burn. She awaited the delicious feel of fingers inside her and relaxed into her favourite fantasy, born from her dancing days and the Girls Only nights at the club when so many of the women came there specifically to watch her and to try their luck, of course. In her fantasy she is on the dance floor, encircled by the club-goers, and all eyes are on her. She decides to give them what they yearn for, what they turn up each week in the hope of seeing; she decides to give them a striptease. She dances provocatively, eventually removing her top to bare her little breasts to the delight of the onlookers, who show their appreciation by raising their skirts to rub themselves through their panties. She goes to the prettiest girl and orders her to strip off her underwear and masturbate. The girl obeys, handing her panties over before pushing two fingers up inside her pussy and frigging herself hard. Chloe moves to the next girl in line and orders her to do the same. This girl obliges too, and so does the next, and so on. She goes around to each in turn, taking their underwear from them and adding it to a pile in the centre of the circle, and then she witnesses urgent fingers plunge into wet snatches all around as they watch her dance. Half way around she strips completely to give them all a view of her naked, completely shaved pussy, and their tempo increases at the sight of her trim figure and chubby little bottom, even sexier in her high heels. Eventually all the girls are in a frenzy of wanking; sodden fingers flashing in and out of slurping cunts, or blurring as they rub swollen clits. She stands over her stack of trophy knickers,...