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Taken at the Truck Stop

A BDSM First Anal Sex Short (Tracy's Bound Sluts)

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Taken at the Truck Stop

著者: Tracy Bond
ナレーター: Sapphire Rose
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She went to the club to get over her bad breakup, her bad job, her bad...well, everything. She didn't expect the voice to purr lightly in her ear and instruct her the way it did. She certainly didn't expect the hands on her, the absolute command in his voice. She certainly didn't expect he would take her to the truck stop restroom. She certainly didn't expect that his domination of her would be complete and total. Above all, she didn't expect to be so willing to submit to anything he wanted...anything at all, even her first anal sex experience!

Warning: This audiobook contains very explicit descriptions of a first BDSM sex encounter. It includes domination, rough sex, submission, first anal sex, sex with stranger and reluctant sex. It is intended for mature listeners who will not be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

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With a wave and playful grin, she departed to meet up with her hero of the night. I laughed into the rhythm-filled air and shook my head. Deirdre was always my reliable single girlfriend, never limiting herself to one guy. We made a perfect match that way, since my in-a-relationship self brought out a calmer side to her, and my single self was even wilder than she was. Resuming my ferocious dancing, I tipped half the drink down my throat. I was getting shit-faced tonight if it killed me.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands slide over my hips. The fingers curled into my hipbones and pulled me back roughly. My natural reaction was to whirl around and throw a punch, but the grip on me was so tight that I was rendered immobile.

"What the fuck?" I shouted angrily, trying to see the jerk that was all up on me over my shoulder.

"You're mine tonight."

Even with the eardrum-blowing music and the crazy hoots and hollers in the club, I easily heard the low purr in my ear. His voice drowned out all other sounds. Furiously, I grabbed his hands and started to pull them away from me, but before I could manage to wrench myself free, he twisted out of my grasp and seized my wrists. The force he used was shocking; it was borderline painful, but it sent a message rather than just being aggressive. Despite my natural instincts, I complied. We began to move simultaneously to the rhythm, my ass grinding smoothly against his firm crotch.

He slid his hands, and mine, along my hips and inner thighs. I threw my head back in enjoyment. "What's your name?" I called toward him.

"Does it matter?" he asked.

I couldn't help but grin at the mysterious response. His voice was insanely sexy, and contrary to what anyone might think, I knew that I couldn't really care less what his name was.

©2012 Naughty Daydreams Press (P)2013 Lyrical Lip Service, LLC.
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