Bound 2

By Beau Johnson and Michelle Love

A collection of erotic and BDSM short stories for adults.

Contents:
Bound and Taken
Beth has an online Master and she's ready to take it to the next level. She asks and her Master obliges. In a single morning fantasies she didn't realize she had are realized except for one.

First Swallow
In a parking lot beside a busy restaurant a lesson is learned, new pleasures are found and discoveries about pleasure they can bring to each other discovered.

Evening Visitor
A chance encounter in a resort bar leads to a new and different experience. One that will affect the companionship for the night and friendships for a long time after.

Pampering My Submissive
A Dom's view of the way to treat his sub after a hard day's work, and ready her for the night's pleasures. D/s isn't all about bondage and flogging. This sub gets her due.

Martha's First Stripping
Standing before him for the first time, she finds her feelings nearly overwhelming as he commands her actions for his pleasure.

Taking the Lead
During play, a surprising turn of events for this couple. What else will it lead to?

Overheard
In a restaurant, a young woman describes her adventures to her friends, and half the other diners. The tale unwinds with twists and turns that only the young can survive.

Michelle's Journey
Michelle is a new submissive and blogs about some of her experiences with her first boyfriend, her first Dom, her friends, her fiancé, and after her marriage, how her husband, aided by an online stranger, spends a night teasing and exposing her, much to her delight.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Beau Johnson
• Release date: Nov 18, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310653544

Beau Johnson

I’m the scion of two old Virginia families, raised in heaping helpings of the old south and moved north to escape. I’ve been a carpenter, clerk, cabinetmaker, Coast Guardsman, architect, commercial pilot, college instructor, and consultant. Next year I plan to decide what I want to do when I grow up.

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Bound 2

Beau Johnson

and

Michelle Love

Bound 2

Copyright 2014 Beau Johnson, all rights reserved

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ISBN: 9781310653544

Acknowledgement

My inspiration for these stories has come from many sources. I would like to thank all the people who have challenged and encouraged me to write these and collect them into a single publication. Many have done endless spelling and grammar checks as the stories were written.

My special thanks to Michele Ayers who has taken the brunt of the spellchecking, far more than the computer programs could find.

Special thanks also to Shaelyn for allowing me to use her image for the cover.

These stories are fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or event, past or future, is purely coincidental.

Why Bound 2?

The original 2012 version of Bound was banned from Amazon during Eroticagate. Amazon was very vague with the content guidelines so none of use with banned or deleted titles were really sure what the offending parts of the books were. This edition is missed two stories from the original, one that might have triggered the banning and Dancing in the Moonlight, which is available separately. Michelle Love has been credited with her contribution in this edition.

Beau Johnson, 2014

CHAPTER ONE

Bound and Taken

My phone chirped; I had another email.  I responded with the knee jerk reaction I so hated in other people, pulled out my phone and checked it, expecting spam of some sort.  It wasn’t.  Just a straightforward message.

Sir,

Please take me.

Beth

I have been talking with her through PM’s on one website and though IM’s and text messages for about three weeks.  She was intensely aroused by the idea of being totally controlled sexually but unsure of how far she wished to take it.  She didn’t think she wanted to experience the pain that could lead her to a new level of sexual release and pleasure, although excited by it. She was fearful of getting to the precipice and then fearful of what awaited her on the other side.  We’d talked about possible alternative scenarios, and the one she liked best was being controlled in her bed.  She’d timidly asked if I would help play out her fantasy.

She’d given me her address.  I’d driven by her house, knew it’s layout and location.  She’d told me the door that would be left unlocked when she was ready to be taken.

Dawn.  My favorite time of the day.  The air is cool and the light soft.  I parked in Beth’s driveway, letting the car roll down to the house without the engine running.  I was glad there were no close neighbors that would be suspicious and call the police.  My presence would be difficult to explain, and Beth had never met me, nor seen me, so she’d have a difficult time identifying me, and an even more embarrassing time explaining why I was there.  The dew was still on her neat lawn as I went around to the back and climbed the stairs to her deck.

Her deck looked out over the lake and a small, private cove.  The sun was just starting to touch the treetops in the yard. Two doors led into the house from the deck, one to the living room, the other to the bedroom.  The dawn light showed the outlines of the furniture, and let me know which door to enter.  I slid the door to the bedroom back, stepped out of my shoes, damp with dew, and moved into the bedroom.

She was sound asleep, one light sheet drawn over her.  Her shape was outlined by the soft cloth which made her sexier by just hiding a bit.  One leg was out from under the sheet, bent slightly at the knee with the foot extended from the shapely calf and ankle.  Her skin looked white as milk and as smooth.  I’d instructed her to be well groomed, and she’d taken that opportunity to have her legs waxed.  She was so beautiful lying there, I sat in the chair next to the bed and watched her.  The sheet rose gently, almost imperceptibly with each soundless breath.

As beautiful a sight as that was, we had things to accomplish.  I reached into the bag I’d brought and took out the black silk blindfold.  I laid it over her eyes.  She began to stir, so I put one hand on her wrist and held it until she awoke.  She was expecting me, so she wasn’t startled by the gentle waking.

Sir?

Shhhh.  I slipped loop of rope around her wrist and moved her hand toward the headboard where a quick loop and knot secured the rope.  I fastened the blindfold in place, and took the other hand, looped the rope around her wrist and tied it to the headboard.  I silently thanked