Monday, March 2, 2015

Excerpt #1: CLAIR OF EARTH

Excerpt #1: CLAIR OF EARTH available March 16,2015 on Erotic BDSM Sci/Fi Romance

“Say the words. Do you understand the word stop will halt your service?”

“Yes.” Her voice was quiet but clear. “If I say the word stop, everything stops.”

“Good. Come.” His hand moved to her elbow as he directed her to the piece of furniture behind her. Releasing her arm, he motioned at the seat. “Sit.”

He watched closely. No detail of her response could be missed, no nuance of reaction ignored. If for one moment his little mate did not enjoy her submission, Trel had to know it. This was a huge gamble on so many levels.

She stared at the preparation station with no small amount of apprehension flowering into her intoxicating scent. A little fear but no hint of terror, revulsion, or any other rejection.

She would have every damn thing he could find a way to give her and his control was one of the gifts she craved. His precious mate knew herself to be sexually submissive and Trel thanked the Goddesses for that small blessing. His hand swung back and landed on her bottom with a loud crack. He’d been careful to cup his hand so the sound was sharper than the sting. “Now,” he commanded in a low growl.

Clair gasped and stumbled forward, turning awkwardly to scramble into the devise hung with thick, leather restraints. The narrow pad was not actually a seat when the devise was in proper alignment. It was a support that would shift to force her pelvis up.

She sat and leaned over to grip the straps, her breathing hitched a notch as she attempted to insert her slender foot in the stirrup and wrap the leather around her ankle.

Trel growled and bent, gently pushing her trembling hands away, he swiftly pulled the strap around her ankle. Even that small task could not be left to another. He would be careful the binding could not hurt her. Grasping the other foot, he easily moved it to the stirrup and secured that strap. Straightening, his hand landed on her midriff, slight pressure and she tilted back to standard station one.

Clair let out a startled squeak as her body shifted and she found herself on her back, sort of. A blunt pad, positioned at the top of her ass, thrust hips up. Her feet were secured to stirrups that had swung wide as the contraption moved. She ended with her legs bent and elevated so not only bare pussy but also her back entrance was clearly visible. Her hands clutched the top of a short bench that supported her upper back and head. The huge Centurion stood between her legs and leisurely studied her most private flesh.

He was looking at her. It wasn’t cold, but there was no codling in his regard. She had known there wouldn’t be, but the reality of Trel taking her was more intense than she imagined it would be. She’d been imagining for a very long time, at every opportunity, and still, she underestimated how this felt.

Breathing in sharp gasps, Clair sank into the flames of surrender. They licked across her inhibitions, a ravenous blaze that could easily consume her very soul. Oh mercy, he was just standing there, examining her. The OBGYN table on steroids restrained and displayed her. Like the huge male regarding her, it removed all her choices, stripping away modesty in the most delicious, commanding way possible. It made her feel more than naked, more than displayed. It shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was.


Anonymous said...

My eyes are singed! What a teaser

Gail said...

erm...I did mention its a BDSM, right?

Anonymous said...

Ofc! Do we get any more teasers prior to release day? Just feeling greedy!

Gail said...

Sure, little closer to release date I'll be putting up another one or perhaps two.