Depraving The Innocent

By Charlie B.

Depraving the innocent-Previously published as BDSM, the pain and the pleasure.

Kyra is finishing her degree, when she falls for the charms of her College Professor. invited to his rooms, she soon finds out that all is not quite as she thought about the man. She is soon under his spell, open to his suggestions and drawn into a new set of experiences.
But Kyra's eyes and mind are really opened when she starts work at 'Femdom' Magazine. Right from the interview, she is exposed to scenes that she never before has imagined even, and that's just the beginning. New friends, new desires and new horizons await her now as she is drawn into a new world of depraved desires culminating in a finale that will surprise the reader.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charlie B.
• Release date: Feb 11, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463574317

Charlie B.

Well my name is Charlie B but you already know that. I live in the UK, Bromley, Kent, any GR peeps close by, friend me by all means. I write hot steamy stories. Why, well because if it turns me on I hope it will do the same for you, guy or girl!For those of you that might be interested my web site address is www.dollhouse-books.com. all of my books are individually listed there along with synopsis and other interesting articles. you can also sign up to my new releases newsletter and receive a free short storyCommecial finished, please read on!I write a lot, a book a month sometimes even more and I like to do something different every time. Sometimes the sexy scenes are part of the story and other times the story is the vehicle for the sex scenes but one thing is always present in my stories, Sex!Most of my stories feature women as the lead characters, I liker strong women, women who know what they want and go get it. They want men who can satisfy them in every way, who can excite and give then totally fulfilling sex. Women today have found their freedom, they want books that excite and arouse, they want a hot read that will give them a thrill and why not.Ah, but I hear you guys saying , ‘what about us?Well I know what guys like, after all I am one. Fresh young women, cheerleaders, raunchy college girls that are naughty rather than nice. Older women that bend the rules, blur the lines because they are hell bent on satisfaction and they will do their devious best to get it. In actual fact, although there’s a possible division in what I write, I think men and women will enjoy most of my books as many sit in the middle road.

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DEPRAVING THE INNOCENT

SMASHWORDS EDITION

BY

CHARLIE B.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1. PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 2. AWAKENINGS

CHAPTER 3. GROWING PAINS

CHAPTER 4. PIERCINGS

CHAPTER 5. NEW HORIZONS

CHAPTER 6. DEPRAVITY UNLEASHED

CHAPTER 7. FEMDOM MANIA

CHAPTER 8. CASSIE’S CRAZY PARTY

CHAPTER 9. BARTHOLEMEW BIGALOW

CHAPTER 10. CHANGES

CHAPTER 11. PHOTOSHOOTS

CHAPTER 12, CLUB REVOLUTION

CHAPTER 13. ENDGAME

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CHAPTER 1. PROLOGUE

The woman walks out onto the brightly lit stage. She is led by a thin chain that’s connected to a matching, solid silver, collar cinched around her neck. A ripple of applause grows as the audience takes in her regal beauty. The tall man leading her, bows gracefully to the specially invited guests. The statuesque woman, though on a lead, stands proudly and so she should. She is a stunning beauty, her thick Auburn hair cut in the style of a dancer at ‘Crazy Horse’ in Paris. Thick, fringed and perfectly cut. Her lasciviously, sensual figure causes a stir among the watching eyes; eyes that lust hungrily for the stunning woman’s enticing body.

Ladies and Gentlemen; I now present for tonight’s special entertainment a complete submissive. She is here to be serviced by the three apostles of Gomorrah. Yes, all in good time ladies, but first let me tell you a little of this amazing woman and her wanton ways. She has been denied any form of sexual satisfaction for over two weeks; subjected to many displays of erotic temptation of the kind we all love and adore but not allowed even the release of self-masturbation,

Look at her tremble at the very word. She’s a proud temptress on heat, eager for cock, a huge rampant cock that will take her to the crazy pinnacle that she so desires. She trembles at those very words; cock, cock, cock. Look at her staring at my groin, her hunger so ardent that she actually drools, but my cock, large though it is, will never sate the rampant heat that haunts her demanding desires, that has her shaking at the very mention of the word, cock.

The woman is indeed shaking; her eyes screwed tightly together as she tries to control her lust. Her body, this magnificent, enticing form that holds so much promise, seemingly on the verge of an orgasm as she fights to control her wild urges. It will never do to disobey the Master. To let her self-control fail her would be the ultimate sin.

The man now stands silent for a moment, his eyes roaming over the woman’s large, firm, jutting breasts that are held high by a matching, silver, quarter cup bustier. Her nipples stand out, raised cones of flesh. Big, puffy, the product of expensive genetic engineering, not though the only modification to her sexual parts. The succulent, projecting cones at the tip of each of her breasts are capped by a surrounding circle of raised bumps that causes many a mouth to water in anticipation. Below the tight-waisted garment, a silver, crafted, metal chastity belt to prove his earlier comments true. The moulded, camel-toe. shape at the groin of the gleaming belt jutting out provocatively between her thighs, causing many to wonder what treasure might lay hidden beneath its unforgiving contours. Her long legs are bare, smooth and tanned, six inch boots adorn her feet.

To say the woman is attractive is most certainly an understatement. Her face is made up in heavy-metal like lightening forks that cannot hide her true beauty. Her flashing, heavily made-up, eyes switch from man to partially hidden man in the audience as she seeks to see if any are sporting an erection; if any has already freed his prick from the confines of his trousers.

Turn around. Show us your magnificent body, our guests are already salivating over you. Show them what a magnificent vixen you are my sweet.

As the woman pirouettes for the audience it becomes apparent that many tattoo’s cover whatever parts of her semi-naked body are visible. They portray sexual scenes intertwined with various mythical creatures, engaged in forbidden sexual trysts.

Very good, now please attach these clamps to your nipples. Take your time; let our guests see how you enjoy the pain my little pet. She takes the proffered, diamond-encrusted, clamps, smiles as she opens up a spring clip, wets her swollen nipple with a finger; an act that has her trembling once again, and then she closes one of the claws over the erect tip, stifling a cry as the pain erupts. Her eyes close as the sensation rips down to her unsated pussy like a powerful electric shock. She trembles, her desire close to overwhelming as both clamps now bite, her breasts rising and falling as she regains control of her body. The man smiles and then pats her on the head in a most affectionate manner, and then he orders her onto her knees.

Well now, let’s introduce the other participants in tonight’s show. Ladies and Gentlemen, the three famed ‘Apostles of Gomorrah’.

There is an expectant hush among the audience, women shift in their seats as they await the appearance of the dominant trio. The whole Club holds its breath as loud intro music crashes forth, beautiful, gowned women feel their bodies tingle as they wait, men in their evening suits adjust their erection’s as they contemplate this woman’s complete surrender to the trio who are about to appear, anticipating her mating with these three, huge-cocked, beasts who will totally fuck the subservient creature into orgasmic bliss, take her subservient body in every way possible before they are finally done with her.

A new fanfare rings out. The crowd hush, then three big, well-muscled, men in hangman’s black leather masks stride out onto the stage to noisy screams and applause. Their muscular chests oiled and bare, tight, leather trousers covering their legs, a huge bulge apparent at each one’s covered groin. Gasps go up from the watching women at this sight. The three men have been auctioned off to the highest bidders after the show. Their unrivalled stamina has been boosted by the requisite pills. They always gave total satisfaction to each winner of the bidding as their cuckolded husbands are forced to watch silently. The woman who gives the most erotic performance then wins the female submissive onstage for her husband to service as he wishes.

The waiting ultra-vixen stares at the three strutting men; her eyes wide as she flicks her gaze over their masculine bodies, their hips and those amazing bulging groins that promise to send her to heaven, or perhaps hell? Her mouth drools saliva, another different secretion dripping down her thighs too, though this time it is the product of her aroused cunt that pools upon the highly polished stage.

Gentlemen. Show our devotee what you have for her. Show her the meat guys. Show her the pleasure that awaits. It’s mating time for our guest. Get your cocks out for this sex-hungry vixen, let her see the beef guys, cries out the compere.

As one, the three men rip off their pouches, a huge gasp going up, mostly from the aroused women in the audience as they stare lasciviously at the three erect cocks that are suddenly revealed in all their amazing, pulsating glory. Each thicker than a woman’s wrist and at least eight-inches long, they jut out from the men’s groins with lusty intent, each strapped into a leather harness to enhance their unbelievable proportions.

The staring woman trembles as she stares, her divine body on fire, her senses inflamed by carnal desire, just like the first time she’d discovered how it felt to be dominated, to be at the will of sex-crazed men, to be used by them, to surrender herself as a submissive to their will, and the carnal whims of her new Master.

CHAPTER 2. AWAKENINGS

It happened during her final year at college. Sure, she’d had a few flings with guys, enjoyed them immensely, but she had always felt unfulfilled. Something was missing in her sex-life. Oh yes, the orgasms were good, but there seemed to be more required to bring her that ultimate fulfilment, if only she could find it, harness it and bend its magic to her will. Control herself until that ultimate climax exploded in glorious fury to rip through her body until she could take no more; yet always she’d wanted more.

She’d confided in her new best friend and recent roommate Lisa, that she was going to start an affair with her English tutor. She knew it was wrong, but she didn’t care. The man entranced and enthralled her, dominated her thoughts and sexual feelings; and in time he would come to dominate her body too.

She knew she was cute. Ok, her breasts weren’t big like some of the school sluts that gave themselves to any man that came onto them, but she still had a great figure. Nice long legs and a slim waist that flared into full, seductive hips. Guys lusted after her when she wore shorts or a tight skirt. She had often wished that her boobs were bigger. One day she’d fix that, get them done, thirty-six C’s that would stick out and drive guys crazy as she walked by and t give them hard-ons.

Kyra wears her long, ash brown, hair loose. Parted it off centre and leaves it to cascade down over her shoulder. It frames her pretty face, enhances her sparkling, blue-violet eyes. Her mouth is soft, full and inviting, her tongue a thrilling slippery spear that searches her lover’s mouths and slicks over their straining cocks to drive them to fulfilling climax’s. That is a pleasure that she enjoyed to the fullest; pleasing a man in such a way often causing her to climax spontaneously through the sheer debased feelings that the act brings out in her. She is proud of her skill as a cock-sucking girl; it had been well honed with her previous conquests.

Now you mustn’t think of her as easy, she certainly isn’t, but if she likes a man, if she begins to ache for him, then she goes for the kill,’ so to speak, and usually gets what she wants.

I can’t stop thinking about him, he’s driving me crazy. That British accent, so softly spoken, yet so commanding. He gets me wet just listening to him speak. I have to race to the john, get myself off, his body still in my head as I stroke… well you know Lisa.

Dammit Kyra, can’t you go for Timmy Johnson, the quarterback; or how about William De Burg? He’s a real hunk. You got more chance with either of them than Julian Williams.

No, I want him. I want him to strip me naked, take me hard. He likes me; he’s always watching me in his class. I need to do something to let him know how I feel. I’ve got nothing to lose, I’ve nearly graduated. I want his dick in my pussy Lisa, I need him to take me and fuck me until I can’t take any more and then do it again and again.

Wow; well you better tell him then girl, write an essay, make it sexy, show him that you have feelings. Don’t name him, just write it to your imaginary lover and don’t mince your words like you usually do. Sometimes you act so shy I wonder you ever lost your virginity. I can’t make sense of that. Your strong-willed, you go for things and get them, you don’t stand fools, yet sometimes you dither and let guys get away from you.

So that’s exactly what she does. The story is hot, sexy and tells exactly of how she feels when she is with a man. How she craves to be dominated by a strong personality, how she wants to please her lover by letting herself be used in the most basic ways. How such fantasies turn her on and make her excited. She doesn’t know it, but she has chosen exactly the right man to make her desires come true.

She wavered for three days, picked up the essay; put it down; and then, to her surprise it went missing, gone, not there anymore. Her heart sinks, she panicked. The last thing she needs is to see it mailed all over the College, people pointing, making sick jokes. She would have to leave, go, run away.

Oh don’t be silly. I pushed it under his door. I’ve seen your indecision before. He’s probably reading it right now, his big prick hard in his hand as he turns the pages, jerking off and thinking dirty stuff about what he’d like to do to you.

Kyra sat there totally stunned, her face reddening, her mouth gaping open. She felt relief on the one hand, yet her heart races as her head goes into a state of turmoil.

Get it back. Oh fuck. You didn’t? Oh Lisa.

Kyra, go take a deep breath then sit down and listen. You never used his name did you? He doesn’t know that it was aimed at him. He might laugh it off, see it as a girl’s flight of fancy.

Yes or he might do more. What will I say? What will I do?

What you planned all along silly. Wear your sexiest clothes, show him some of those hot legs you’re always flashing, smile a lot and let him take the lead.

Kyra’s head whirled throughout the next day. She is torn between fear, and desire for the handsome man. She wants to stroke his perfectly groomed hair, run her fingers over his chest, have him use her as his toy, take his cock any place he wanted to bury it, even in her ass, that virgin territory that she’d kept for a special man. But she is only human. Her apprehension has grown as his next class grows near, her mind full of wonderful possibilities as she’d frigged herself silly just before, as her lust for the man grew stronger and stronger.

Now she sits on the end of the row, her gaze averted as she crossed to her seat. Just a quick