The Taming of Molly Jenkins: Molly Jenkins

By Ethan Radcliff

Russell Bennett believes every woman will submit to one man. That was until he met Molly Jenkins, a sophisticated Mistress and trained Domme.
Love, they say, conquers all, but would it bring a strong dominant like Molly Jenkins to her knees before him.
Would she ever wear his collar?

Russell's theory that she'd kneel before him was crumbling around him.

Would he lose the love of a lifetime because of his need to be her Master?

Would the beautiful, dark, and dominant woman give herself to Russell?

A sensual, hot love story like only Ethan Radcliff can weave.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bitten Press LLC
• Release date: Oct 2, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519910622

Ethan Radcliff

BIO: My name is Ethan Radcliff and I've been writing since I was a kid. I love creating and tried my hand at art, not bad, but not good enough. A guy's gotta eat. Through high school, I wrote erotic stories, kept them in a notebook and let a few girlfriends read them. I played football, baseball and ice hockey, but my brain never stopped thinking of sex. I guess most guys think about it all the time. I decided to put my thoughts into prose. I had been on face book for a while and never did anything interesting until I started to see all the writers. What really caught my attention were the poets, especially some of the ones posting erotic prose.  I was intrigued, men who were writing erotic romance, I knew it was time to get out the old notebook and throw on some poetry. I was surprised at the response. I’ve often been asked what inspires my writing. Sometimes it’s a photograph, a sunset or an attractive woman. The jiggle of a full ass or heavy breasts will set my mind in motion. Sometimes, out of nowhere, an idea will come to mind. I record and write down my thoughts constantly. I want to thank Bitten Press and the two lovely ladies who run it for encouraging me to go for it and I did. I also need to thank a very patient and lovely friend Kendall Blackburn Barnett who is my PA and putting up with my antics. I want to thank all the wonderful people who read what I write. And the lovely ladies who help get the word out there about my writing. As you know, I’m an elusive fellow, smiles, perhaps that’s part of my charm. Who knows what the future holds? My first short story is The Taming of Molly Jenkins. It’s hot. Is it based on personal experience? Don't we all pull from real life? The next short story is The Wait, Brit’s undoing...that I hope you'll enjoy. Since those early works, many more have evolved including a paranormal series, Desires of Blood, DOM, The Collaring of Molly Jenkins and my first novel A Man of Honor.  Two thousand and sixteen brings more full-length novels and I will always venture into new erotic genres. Thank you for listening and to all those who are enjoying my poetry, thank you. Ethan Radcliff

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The Taming

Come to me my girl

Your Master awaits

Knees for me unfurl

Give my cock a taste

You are to me so dear

My pet, my slave, mine

I will protect you no fear

From scathing eyes fine

Lick me, suck me until I come

Then my pet waits for some

Release and pleasure you beg

Maybe today or later I will see

If my pet gains Master’s degree

As I allow my slave to come, gush, her juices

You belong to me body, soul without excuses

Ethan Radcliff

Blurb:

Russell Bennett believes every woman will submit to one man. That was until he met Molly Jenkins, a sophisticated Mistress and trained Domme.

Love, they say, conquers all, but would it bring a strong dominant like Molly Jenkins to her knees before him.

Would she ever wear his collar?

Russell’s theory that she’d kneel before him was crumbling around him.

Would he lose the love of a lifetime because of his need to be her Master?

Would the beautiful, dark, and dominant woman give herself to Russell?

A sensual, hot love story like only Ethan Radcliff can weave.

Copyright© 2014

Bitten Press and Ethan Radcliff

Re-edited addition 2022

The Taming of Molly Jenkins

(Includes, The Collaring of Molly Jenkins)

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

About the Author

The Taming of Molly Jenkins

Ethan Radcliff

Chapter One

I learned early on, as a man, to enjoy the taste of a woman. My first encounter was with my best friend's cousin, Christine older and built to please. I was eighteen, tall and gangly, and a late bloomer. She was twenty-five. It was during the summer, and we'd just gone swimming in Tommy’s pool when she came out of his house wearing a tiny white bikini. Large full breasts caught my eye, causing my cock to twinge. I couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage, but my eyes didn’t linger there long. They traveled upward to her pretty face, and a coy sexy smile showed she noticed my interest immediately. I was embarrassed yet excited, and it was hard to hide my growing erection.

She sauntered over to me, her hips swaying, showing the perfect amount of jiggle. Her eyes looked me over and then glanced down at the noticeable lump in my swimsuit, and now my damn cock had begun its usual throbbing. When she was next to me, her full delicious form grazed my arm as she whispered in my ear, her voice soft and pleasing.

I've got such a wet pussy. How's your tongue, little boy?

I took my towel and placed it before me in a hurry.  Her invitation had my boner growing fast, and I wanted to lick the shit out of her pussy. My lips tingled at the thought, but I was a virgin in so many ways.

Meet me in the small pool house in the back. Don't worry, little boy. We'll lock the door.

Fuck, my brain rang out. Oh, fuck, I thought. This was it. Finally, I’d see and taste a real vagina.

Tommy smiled at me. Go ahead. She’s got the hots for you. Her name is Christine, and she has a thing for younger guys. She’s asked about you several times. Ever eat pussy before? he asked.

I had known Tommy a long time and could be honest with him. Shit Tommy, no, never, I confessed. But it’s not like I don’t want to, just never had the opportunity.

I kind of figured as much, so here’s a few pointers, okay. One thing you’re gonna look for is a small nub. You gotta open up her lips and search with your tongue. When you find it, suck it, flick it, and softly bite it. You’ll make her come. She’ll love it.

Come? I asked, now confused.

Man, Tommy, you really are a virgin, aren’t you? Come, as in give her an orgasm. You know, man, like when you yank it and spew some nasty juice? Trust me, as long as you find her clit, and the rest is easy. She’s so hot right now; she’s probably rubbing the shit out of herself. That clit of hers will be swollen and easy to find. Have fun.

Okay, I said and began to walk toward the pool house. I already felt defeated, but I was more than willing to try. Shit, just the thought of seeing her naked had me in an uproar. A wet pussy, damn, my lips began to tremble. This was a dream, one that I’d make happen.

Tommy then patted me on the back. By the way, she’ll repay you by giving you the best blow job, he said, smiling broadly.

A blowjob, I thought, holy shit. My cock jerked and got harder. Fuck, I’d never had anyone but me touch my dick up until this point. Now this gorgeous woman was going to suck my cock? I got harder.

By the time I hit the pool house, I had a raging hard-on, and it felt amazing. I rubbed my dick through my swimsuit. I wondered what she’d think of my hard, aching cock. I’d measured it last year, already seven inches, and it got bigger hard.  Reading up on sizes, I was above average, and now I’d get a chance to show it off.

I knocked softly on the door to the pool house.

Come in, she said, her voice singing to me.

I opened the door, stood there, and watched her untie her bathing suit top. Those full tits sprang forth, burning my eyes. My tongue longed to run across those dark pink tips, my brain imagining how they’d feel on my tongue.

"Close the door, and come here, Russell. I see you can’t take your eyes off these babies.