Fifty Shades Of Alice At The Hellfire Club - Plot & Excerpts
Alice was strapped into a leather harness and she was hung two feet above the floor. It supported her weight comfortably, and her legs were in stirrups that kept them wide apart. Her wrists were fastened to the rope above her head. “So beautiful. So defiant.” Heathcliff smiled. “I’m going to have fun breaking you. Taking you to wuthering heights.” “Ugh.” Alice wasn’t sure what was worse, her unquenched lust, or the stuff that passed for humor in this story. “Would you like some tea first? I have a special kind.” “Let me guess,” Alice said. “Is it Bronte?” “Three kinds, in fact.” “Can we skip the terrible puns and get to the orgasm torture?” Alice demanded, trying to sound as defiant as he seemed to think she was. In truth, she was a little frightened. She’d been in a swing like this before, back in Wonderland, and the experience had been naughtily divine.
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