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Finless

By: Davee Jones | Other books by Davee Jones
Published By: Secret Cravings Publishing
Published: Apr 03, 2012
ISBN # 9781618852274
Word Count: 51,133
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Categories: Romance>BDSM Romance>Contemporary Romance>Erotic Romance

Description
Sarah, Nathaniel, and Lily resist unconditional love as they feed primal desires. Not believing the possibility of having it all, they struggle to believe that they, the “least of these”, rightfully deserve a lifetime of love and happiness-- Especially with how graphically and unconventionally they choose to express themselves.

Each of the characters comes to realize how tortured their lives have become. Violent images, dreams, and actions occur as they spiral downward into their dark lives. As they each reach a personal impasse, they must decide how they will make their lives better. In the process, they must also mend broken intimate relationships with the ones they love.

This erotic, edgy tale describes and embraces elements of s/M lifestyle. Their personal proclivities are not condemned.

If a fish does not have fins, it becomes lifeless and sinks helplessly to the bottom of the water.

Humans are exactly the same way.
 
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Excerpt:
Nathaniel took the riding crop from the hanging rack on the wall. He slid the leather against her skin and would occasionally lightly smack the stiff shaft of the crop against her bare flesh. She started to melt into the cuffs as the adrenaline high pulsed in her veins. With each stroke of the crop, he used more force until the leather began to leave welts on her exposed skin. These would be lightly bruised areas tomorrow which Lily would wear like a trophy for a few days until they healed.

Nathaniel put the crop back in its place and took control of the bullwhip. He cracked the
whip away from her, generating a loud echo in the basement. She shuddered slightly in delighted anticipation, knowing the whip would be cracking against her bare back and buttocks. Nathaniel walked up to Lily and slid the “popper”—the tip of the whip—evenly against her shoulder blades. “You want this, don’t you, Lily?”

“Yes, Master”, was her soft, yet dogged reply.

Nathaniel walked away from Lily just far enough for the “fall” of the whip to land against
her. Instant angry streaks appeared across her backside as she stood firmly, unmoving, as he wielded the whip’s cracking lash expertly across Lily’s body. Lily began to float in her mind to this place of warmth and contentment-subspace. She never felt such peace of mind as when Nathaniel took control and gave her the physical release no one else ever had.

When he satiated the need to execute his power physically onto Lily, he finished by
unlocking her from the rack and bending her over the dungeon stocks. He bound her hands with straps against her frame, extending her arms with a slight bend in her elbows. Her ass protruded seductively in the air, with enough upward tilt to allow for easy rear access. Without hesitation, he took her from behind, driving his pulsing cock into her waiting center. Over and over he continued his welcomed assault into her tight feminine cave. Maintaining as she reached her own G spot climax, they came together with loud animal grunts, as he gripped her breathlessly.

His release mingled with her sweat and dripped down to the dungeon floor as he turned and walked away up the stairs to clean himself privately in the upstairs bathroom. Lily remained panting, clinching her fists tightly in recovery from their intense physical interchange.

Nathaniel came back downstairs, bringing a warm wet cloth for Lily. Wordlessly, he
unfastened Lily from her restraints. “mmm, once again, you’ve proven a satisfactory servant and now I must take my leave.” He used his cell phone to call a cab while she leisurely showered.

Nathaniel left town without a goodbye. Lily did not even know he was gone. The bruises he inflicted on this meeting were not even yet starting to fade. Lily was still riding the adrenaline high of his painful hands.

Finless

By: Davee Jones
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