Fatal Curiosity

By Roberto Alcazar

Yearning for more exciting and satisfying erotic experiences in her life, she holds her breath and listens to the BDSM play going on next door. The crackling lashes of the whip, each one followed by a muffled cry and the sharp sound of shoes kicking against the wall. And there was a faint tinkling of chains as well. Very much to her surprise, she’s turned on and she fantasizes about being the ‘sub’. One night, after another disappointing date, she hears the sounds from next door again. They strongly excite her and, on an impulse, she decides not only to listen but to have a look at what is going on. She climbs across the balcony and peers through a peep-hole between the curtains. And what she sees totally arouses her. With her fingers playing her body, she watches the play but in her excitement, she becomes careless and is caught and collared and forced to participate. And from that moment on, there is no going back...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roberto Alcazar
• Release date: Jan 3, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463799383

Roberto Alcazar

Alcazar is a widely traveled author who currently lives in Europe. Working as an international consultant, he translates complex technical subjects into everyday language. He is the author of several professional books and a large number of articles.Over the past few years he has applied his writing skills to a series of BDSM, Lesbian and Transgender stories . His life-long interest and active participation in BDSM gives his stories a real authentic feeling. All stories are written against the backdrop of countries and cities in different parts of the world. He also has a fondness for letting his stories end with a wickedly unexpected twist.When reviewing one of his stories, a steaming blend of BDSM fantasy and actual technological possibilities, a critic wrote,... he has succeeded in making something totally outrageous sound entirely plausible... And has done so erotically...,

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Fatal Curiosity

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Roberto Alcazar

Copyright Alcazar © 2019

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Revision date: 30/12/2018

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Caught & Collared

"AHHH!!..."

Frightened by the cry, Denise shot upright in her bed and hit the bedside light switch. She drowsily looked at the alarm clock. It was 1.15 am. Clutching the bed sheets under her chin she listened, wondering what was going on.

"NO! Please No! AHHH!..."

Another cry, muffled but clearly audible in the quiet of the night; it seemed to come from the apartment next door. It was a woman’s voice. She cried out at regular intervals and rang with pain and fear. Something very cruel and painful was done to that woman next door. The sound of her cries sent a chill down Denise’s spine.

"Oh, No! Please no! No more! Please! AHHHHH..."

Denise grabbed the glass of water on the nightstand and quickly swallowed the remaining contents. And as she got on her knees, she put the glass with the open end against the wall. She pressed her ear against its bottom and the faint and hollow sounds from next door became clearly audible. There were heavy footsteps, probably on a wooden floor; and then a sudden ‘Crack!‘ followed by a wailing cry.

Stop that noise or I’ll gag you! a heavy male voice commanded.

There was another loud ‘Crack!’ and another; and another and Denise flinched at the sharp sound of a whip striking a human body over and over again. She heard low, strangled cries, as if the victim tried to keep her teeth clenched but could not.

I warned you!, the male voice snarled.

A few moments later there were scratching and knocking sounds against the wall, as if someone in leather shoes was kicking her heels against the bedroom