Doms Of Dark Haven 2: Western Night (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Her heart pounded as though she’d been running for miles, and every nerve in her body fired off conflicting signals. They were here. She closed her eyes and counted to ten, gathering her self-control. When she opened her eyes, she glanced down at the handle of the leather strap she clasped and then looked at the rosy ass of the sub she’d been punishing. Slowly she circled him. He waited in a heightened state of expectation and anxiety. His cock was rigid, and his breathing came fast; he was just on the verge of the climax she’d forbidden. If she ran, Holly would draw more than a little attention to herself. Especially if she left the poor man tied to the St. Andrew’s cross, wearing nothing but a blindfold, his cock waving in the air. She pulled a breath and cast her enhanced senses through the room and then out through the building. They were here, but not in the same space as she. If she was lucky, she could finish the scene and sneak out the dungeon exit. Holly replaced the strap with a tiny wheel that caused a prickling sensation on the skin.
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