The Heiress's Bitch Collection

By Mark Desires

The complete collection of a series of stories featuring a maid who follows the whims of her mistress and serves as her submissive and obedient sexual toy. However, things change once she is impregnated by her mistress and dark desires to dominate her reverse’s their roles. Get the entire trilogy for the price of two!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mark Desires
• Release date: Mar 23, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301453153

Mark Desires

Mark Desires is an author of various literary erotica featuring light-hearted tales of tomboyish and aggressive women that take the lead in their love lives, tragic romances where happy endings are rare and bittersweet, and paranormal encounters where a walk in the woods could lead to a mystic rendezvous. Follow my blog in order to keep up on latest release dates and projects. There's a chance you might even find a coupon.

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The Heiress’s Bitch Collection

By Mark Desires

Published by Mark Desires at Smashwords

Copyright © 2013 Mark Desires

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Mark Desires is an author of various, high-quality erotica stories with a contemporary or unusual paranormal fetish or themes that exceed the norm and become a rare breed. He began in 2012 and continues to write various short stories for the entertainment of others.

Table of Contents

As Her Toy

As Her Handmaiden

As Her Brood Bitch

As Her Pet

As Her Mistress

As Her Lover

Dominating Her Mistress

Our Son

As Her Toy

I let out a short groan and shifted in the short skirt I had to wear before I entered the bedchamber of my mistress. The door creaked as it opened, allowing me to gaze upon the majesty of the drapes that filtered the light from the morning sun. Basking in it, I walked over and parted the fabric, allowing the warming rays to flood the decorated room.

And then I turned my gaze to the canopy bed that was covered in ornate and viridian-green cloth, where my mistress slept. Mistress, it’s time to awaken.

The heiress of the Peony family went by the name of Lynda. She was nineteen and fast approaching the age where she would be considered an unfit woman for handing off to another rich family. Her father had passed away some time ago, leaving her mother—who would not take another husband nor could she bear another heir due to a medical condition—in charge.

Officially, I was the sole handmaiden of the heiress. The other members of the help that lurked around the manor knew better. The skimpy outfit labeled me as the Heiress’s Bitch until she grew tired of me.

Her lithe figure shifted beneath the sheets and her majestic hair was skewed about from her nightly turning. The way she was laying there in peace did much to disguise her true nature. Thankfully, she only acted that way in private or with her mother.

I pulled away the sheets and then took in the sight of her nightgown, tinted with the nature shade and full of ruffles and folds. The way it clung lightly to her, accentuating the very nice endowments that reminded me of her mother, gave me a slight twinge between my legs. I would have my doubts about anyone else, but I knew she would get on me about not waking her in this manner.

My hands tensed momentarily. The sensation of her supple legs riddling my fingers, as I liberated the fabric of her gown until it was resting on her stomach, was silken and left me with a full view of the neatly trimmed nether region between her legs. It seems like she didn’t wear any underwear last night. I swallowed thickly in a sense of anticipation and reached to spread her thighs a little bit wider.

"Ahhnn…" Mistress Lynda moaned softly in her