18+Warning Explicit Sex Spanking, Oral,Bondage and WhippingNoelle secretly fantasizes about a man who will take control of her, ravish, tie her up and spank her. She thinks that her gorgeous good guy boyfriend, Daniel, would be horrified to learn her secret fantasies. But now Noelle has lost her Blackberry, along with its Dear Diary app where she has transcribed all of her most private thoughts. Now Daniel has found her phone and is coming to dinner tonight. Noelle isn't worried about him reading her Blackberry Diary. After all, good guys respect other people's privacy. And good guys aren't ever into spanking and bondage or domination either. Or are they? Noelle is about to find out that there's sometimes more to a good guy than meets the eye. Excerpt from Chapter 3:He moved behind me, still fully dressed, as I lay back naked against him. He ran his hands over my breasts and I shivered. Being tied and blindfolded made my other senses much more aware. Then he reached down and pulled my knees apart, making me gasp with longing. He touched me between my legs and felt my wetness, patted my clitoris gently and then took his hand away. “Oh, please don’t stop, Daniel,” I murmured.“Dungeon rule #1,” he said in my ear. “You do not speak to me when we are playing except to answer when I ask you a direct question. And when you do answer, you address me as sir. Understood?”“Yes, sir,” I said, trembling against him. He reached down in between my legs again and stroked my clitoris, gently at first, then faster, making me moan and open my legs wider. Then he took his hand away again. I opened up my mouth to protest and then wisely shut it again. “Good girl,” he said and I felt him get to his feet. I heard him take off his shirt and then I felt his hands on me, first stroking my breasts, then tickling my tummy. I flinched and giggled nervously, not knowing what he was going to do next. Part of me was terrified, waiting for this to be over so he could make love to me, but another part of me was reveling in being so helpless and controlled. “Are you a little scared, Noelle?” he asked me. “Yes, sir,” I said. I could feel him walking around me slowly. All of my senses were alert and my skin felt super sensitive, I could actually feel the air he displaced as he walked and I have never felt that before.“Well, you should be a little scared,” he agreed. Then I heard the sound that had haunted my fantasies for years, the sound that would continue to haunt them for the rest of my life. The whispery jangling sound of his belt being pulled free of his pants.
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