Kept Women: Two Fertile Submissive Stories - Plot & Excerpts
Take a cruise around the Baltic. Get your head straight. You're a grown woman now. I remembered my father's words, wondering why the hell I'd been dumb enough to take a Baltic cruise in early Spring. Stepping on the lonely deck instantly reminded me how cold it was outside. The seas lashed beneath the luxury yacht, waves like unsettled counterparts to the heavy iron sky above. The clouds never seemed to break no matter where we made port. Kaliningrad, Gdansk, Stockholm, Helsinki, and finally Russia's misty winter coast. It was always the same, huge gray sheets rolling across the sky, occasionally ripping open to shower us with snow. By week two, I was ready to return to Virginia. Hell, even London would do. Baltic cold could do funny things to a girl's head. Damn it, Dad, why hadn't you told me about that? Maybe you'll meet a handsome man, he teased, the only sincere fatherly wisdom he had to offer after dragging me to some stupid conference on landmines in the UK. I couldn't remember why I'd fled home with a swish and a smile to go to Europe.
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