The Switching of a Lady

By Slave Kala

On a mission for herself and her family, but Lost deep within the ancient woods of England, a young highborn lady encounters an uncouth ruffian who claims to own the land she rides upon. Does he, or will he simply ravage her, force her to give herself over to him, in order to even hope, to one day see her husband again.
Or perhaps, he is her husband...
Is this the story of a young english lady ravaged by a villian. Or is it the story of something else, something...enjoyed by both parties?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Slave Kala
• Release date: Mar 12, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458198051

Slave Kala

Kala is a stunningly beautiful sensual highly intelligent fun-loving and mischievous individual. She is also a 247 TPE slave girl.

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The Switching of a Lady

by slave Kala

copyright 2010

smashwords edition 2011

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THE MAKING OF LADY

The whip cracked hard against her side. She flinched and shuddered, cringing away from the blow, but set her jaw and refused to cry out. She had already sobbed and pleaded during the last few hours, crying and begging for mercy; it gained her nothing but cruel verbal taunts in the form of false mocking sympathy and cursive abuse, in addition to the beating. Her captor was pitiless, he would show her no mercy, he would do with her just exactly as he pleased, she thought, as the whip came down across her shoulders, raising yet another welt.

The man had caught her as she walked in the back door of her lovely two story home, knocking the groceries from her hands, pinning her arms cruelly behind her back and slipping plastic wrist restraints on her before she had even had a chance to comprehend what was happening to her. Wrapping an arm tight across her throat, he warned her against struggling and then dragged her quickly, her high heeled black pumps dragging deep furrows into her richly piled 30.95 a square foot mullioned carpet, into the bedroom; which he clearly had spent time preparing while he waited impatiently for his victim to return.

The covers had been stripped off the king-sized four-poster bed, leaving only a bed sheet. More depressing, a leather hospital style restraint had been attached to each post. Candles, she had noted as he threw her roughly down across the bed, had been lit and placed in profusion on the dresser and bedside tables. With the pressure gone from across her throat, she had turned her head and opened her mouth, but before she could say a word he snatched a waiting ball gag from the foot of the bed and grabbed her roughly by the hair, forcing her mouth wide and stuffing it in before strapping it deeply in place,