Victorian Restraint: Corset

By Lana Amore

The rich and powerful Lord Blackmore has found what he's looking for in the curvaceous working girl Sara Liddle. Thrown out of her Victorian London flat she needs a gentleman's assistance but Lord Blackmore's help comes with a price-- a price she's more than willing to pay especially if there are beautiful tight corsets involved. Sara finds herself strictly bound to this masterful man who will discipline her wanton ways with loving care.

This 10,000 word EROTIC short story features tight corsets, masterful discipline by an alpha wealthy aristocrat and of course, Victorian Restraint.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lana Amore
• Release date: Feb 10, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005447762

Lana Amore

Lana Amore lives in NYC where sexy adventures are always just around the corner. She likes cooking, dancing and writing steamy books for the pleasure of her readers.

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VICTORIAN RESTRAINT: Corset

by Lana Amore

All Rights Reserved, Revised February 2022

Cover Design by Lana Amore

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, trademarked products, events, and locations are fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual events or persons, living or dead, are entirely coincidental. All characters are over the age of 18.

Excerpt:

Another step closer and he was standing right before me, the nearness of his body making me tremble. I could feel his warm breath on my cheek, smelling like brandy and fine cigars just as a man should.

I should say not. He tilted my chin up and gently, oh how gently, pressed his warm lips to mine making me melt like honey in the sunshine. I could smell the lavender from my bath as my body grew hot beneath his kiss. Was this real? Was it a dream? All I could do was moan in response unable to stop the hungry noises that escaped my throat.

The ache between my legs -- which had never completely subsided -- bloomed into a slick heat. I'd fantasized about this moment the entire day and it certainly did not disappoint.

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Chapter One

Sara

Get out and stay out!

The angry shout was followed by my overstuffed suitcase tossed from a first floor window. It broke open on impact with the snow-covered walkway, revealing a bright assortment of indecent clothing - from red satin bloomers to French garters and a tangle of black silk stockings to the curious eyes of London’s upright citizens.

Most young ladies would have slunk away without picking up such scandalous belongings but I squared my shoulders defiantly and gathered them with a haughty air. I may have been one of those women but these were the only nice things I owned and I'd be damned if I lost anything more than my flat and the tiny bit of pride I had left.

With my chin held high I walked down the lane toward the nearest pub. I might have been proud but I wasn't stupid; the temperature would be dropping tonight and if I were left to fend for myself on the street there was a good chance I would die before morning. We all knew what happened to poor little Katie Fallon, her frozen body found in Hyde Park not a mile from here. I still remember them describing her blue lips and death-white skin, her beautiful long eyelashes covered in frost.

That wasn't going to happen to me if I could help it.

Fortunately there were men in London who were always looking for company of the female persuasion. Even if I could be guaranteed a warm bed for a single night along with a little food and drink I would survive this setback. With some money