Secrets We Hide: A FFM Bisexual BDSM Multiple-Partner Erotic Tale

By Charlotte Storm

When a secret becomes an obsession . . .

I love pain, humiliation, submission. A perverted ecstasy I'd never admit I enjoy in my daily life, just like I'd never admit I desire women as lovers just as much as I desire men.

The daughter of a prominent deacon at the local Baptist church isn't allowed to have such sinful wants. If anyone ever found out, I'd lose my family and my job, be kicked out of my community.

No, keeping this secret is the only way I can stay safe. That is until my lover brings a stranger into our bedroom as a birthday surprise. Blindfolded and bound, I don't know who he is, but he knows who I am.

That secret pushes me to grow bolder. I'm determined to learn my mystery man's identity, even if I have to sleep my way through everyone in the congregation, including the head pastor and his wife.

Can I get a hallelujah?

Secrets We Hide is a FFM bisexual BDSM multiple partner erotic tale intended for an adult audience.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Wylde Storm Publishing
• Release date: Jun 22, 2018

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Summary

When a secret becomes an obsession . . .

I love pain, humiliation, submission. A perverted ecstasy I’d never admit I enjoy in my daily life, just like I'd never admit I desire women as lovers just as much as I desire men.

The daughter of a prominent deacon at the local baptist church isn’t allowed to have such sinful wants. If anyone ever found out, I'd lose my family and my job, be kicked out of my community.

No, keeping this secret is the only way I can stay safe. That is, until my lover brings a stranger into our bedroom as a birthday surprise. Blindfolded and bound, I don’t know who he is, but he knows who I am.

That secret pushes me to grow bolder. I’m determined to learn my mystery man’s identity, even if I have to sleep my way through everyone in the congregation, including the head pastor and his wife.

Can I get a hallelujah?

Secrets We Hide is a F/F/M bisexual BDSM multiple partner erotic tale intended for an adult audience.

Copyright © 2018. Wylde Storm Publishing. All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental.

Note: Cover art uses licensed stock images, featuring professional models. Images are used for illustrative purposes only, and no connection should be drawn in real life between the models and the acts portrayed by the characters they represent.

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Part One

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The instant the blindfold goes on, my heart rate kicks up, my breaths come in shallow pants, and the folds of my pussy moisten. A Pavlovian conditioning to what always comes after.

Squirming, I rub my center on the leather beneath me, trying to get some relief. Testing the strength of my restraints, I pull against the bands tied to each wrist, and to the chair I’m sitting on. They’re tight. No way I’m getting out of this. The restraints around my ankles tell the same story.

My lover’s voice sounds in my ear, her heated breath caressing down my neck the way I wish her tongue would. Why must you always test me, Jadara? Have I not proven to you by now you don’t move without my permission? Don’t leave unless I say so? Don’t come unless it is my desire?

Her fingers clamp down on my nipple. Hard. She twists. Heat and pain flood my system, a perverted ecstacy I’d never admit I enjoy in my daily life. Then again, I’d never admit I desire women