No Mercy

By Jake Malden

Holly Greenfield is a sweet-natured young librarian with a secret hankering after danger.
An online flirtation with her favourite erotic author puts her in touch with her darker fantasies and when he makes her an indecent proposal she takes a fateful step – to meet him in real life.
Her date with the man of her dirty dreams takes on unexpected dimensions when his equally debauched friends get involved and Holly must make a snap decision.

Will she get the hell out or submit herself to the lusts of three self-styled ‘Bitch Tamers’?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lush Stories
• Release date: Jun 7, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301547807

Jake Malden

Jake Malden is a freelance journalist and writer based in London. He has been experimenting with erotica both on the page and off for some years and has several titles available on Smashwords, the most recent of which is 'Gabrielle and the Devil'. His first full-length novel, 'The Tempting of Neely J', will be available later this summer.

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No Mercy

By Jake Malden

Copyright © 2013 Jake Malden

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No Mercy

Okay Emily, let's cut to the chase here—this is the story of how I fucked a girl named Holly Greenfield. How this good girl tried exploring her secret fantasies and all the shit I got to do to her as a result. All the shit my friends and I got to do. How we dished out the kind of treatment she wanted and then piled on the interest. It's not sweet and it's not romantic. And I'm going to tell it to you in all its hot and filthy detail. I'm going to leave you in no doubt as to how great it all felt. And I know you're going to read every nasty word, because that's the kind of perverted bitch you are.

You see I got tired of writing twisted porno fantasy, letting these fictional guys do the kinky screwing for me. I wanted to live it some. Okay, I'm educated. Yes, I've had a white collar job all my working life, but Emily I've also got a headful of wicked desires and a huge, hard dick that takes a lot of satisfying. That wants to pound hot wet cunt hard and often. So when I settled in London I got out among the swinging city's girls and started fucking my share. Anything I found attractive I gave a 'college try', as you might say, at getting my hard cock deep inside it and I had enough success to satisfy my burning sex-hunger. At least partially.

But to deliver the sort of punishing dick-action I wrote about in my fiction, to turn a girl—with or without help—into a submissive bitch, into a piece of quivering, burbling fuck-meat, all other traces of personality erased as I took my pleasure, that was my goal. The London sex clubs provided some of what I wanted, supplying the kind of slut who begged to be used by as many guys as possible, as nastily as they could. It was at one such club that I first teamed up with Grant and Martin—more of whom later—to shaft some sexy, unpaid whore halfway to oblivion. Yes, those cock-crazed sex-party bitches are a whole other type of fun. But none of it—none of it—was as good as doing Holly. And the guys will back me up on that.

So how did the lovely Holly and I meet? You're going to love this. She emailed me via the website where I'd been posting my sex fiction. (I've saved every word we ever sent to one other.)

Hi Jake! I just want to tell you how much I love your stories. They're so hot I can't believe it! There are passages I keep reading over and over again—I swear they keep me awake at night. Your writing is just so dirty and so bad it makes me touch myself thinking about it. Please don't stop. Thanks for all your deliciously naughty ideas. They're what I need. Holly.

I'd received enthusiastic reviews from horny punters, male and female, but to know that some girl out there was getting off on my filth to this extent made my cock rigid with excitement as I sat at my computer. So of course I mailed her right back, thanking her and asking exactly what it was that she liked about my stuff. Her same-day response thrilled the hell out of me.

Wow, Jake, it was really sweet of you to write back! It's so good to hear from the man behind all those wicked stories! I love all your writing, but especially when it includes those bad, heartless men taking complete advantage of women. What's wrong with me? lol Like when the secretary gets done in the office by her boss, or the girl gets gang-banged at the party. It's just so naughty I can't help but love it! I know I shouldn't. And as for the story where the older man takes the teenager back to his house and fucks her all night, I was so jealous of her. I've come so many times reading that I can't tell you! Are you planning any more? I'd love to know, Holly. X

So you see, Emily, you're not the only freak out there. And you can imagine my reaction. I pumped out a thick, hot batch from my hard cock soon as read it. My writing was 'dirty', 'wicked', 'naughty' and 'bad'. I knew this could have been anyone with whom I was communicating, but I was picturing a nice girl getting shivers at how devilish it was to even talk with me. A nice girl I could begin to toy with. I wrote back, describing a few horny ideas I had for some future stories