Used and Dominated!

By Kitty Cummings

Tantlising group of five short erotic stories - Initially, "House of Pleasure" is a story about an elite group of clientele who have certain needs and requirements. Madam Naomi organizes the event but at what cost? Next, "Sexual Favours" is about a women who husbands leaves her in a financial mess and without her newfound sideline her life would be unthinkable. What will she do next? Also included is, "Forbidden Daddy" is a story about a sex driven girl who longs to be noticed. Forced to travel from town to town. The only way she feels she can rebel is to fuck anything that moves - no matter what their age. Will she succeed…? In addition is ... 

Upon first impressions she appears to be a naïve, innocent young woman, who doesn't like sex and feels embarrassed about her body and exploring it. However, things are about to change when she meets Adrian, who dominates her body and desires. She is thrown into the world of BDSM something she knew nothing about.

Do her lust and desires change? Will she embrace them? Finally, 

"Twin Heaven" a story about a set of beautiful female twins, who like to play games on people by swapping their identifies.

Will they meet their match?

Enjoy!

Kitty

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kitty Cummings
• Release date: Apr 14, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215554210

Book preview

WARNING

These short stories are to

be restricted to an adult audience –

will not suit all adults.

All people and places are fictional.

Prologue

Book 1

House of Pleasure

The initial short story, "House of Pleasure" is a story about an elite group of clientele who have certain needs and requirements. Madam Naomi organizes the event but at what cost?

House of Pleasure

Life was strange, the whole county had been in lockdown and receiving messages from our members was becoming more frequent as their sexual frustrations built. I knew as soon as we could I needed to arrange a special gathering for the elite members. The interesting fact about our members is that it includes high flying members of the community, who insist on privacy and discretion, as their sexual desires are not always the same as others.

I am a 26-year-old Organization’s Manager for a very elite group of clientele who demand/crave their lustful desires. My dark looks helped seduce people into handing over exceptionally large amounts of money for the privileged to attend our parties.  These parties were notorious and everyone who was anyone in the kinky world insist on coming.

The restrictions had finally been lifted. I’d planned the night’s events with pinpoint accuracy; a stately manor had been hired for a couple of days and the crew were in attendance ensuring that the correct furniture was placed in certain rooms - to ensure maximum comfort.

Catering staff was frantically preparing small canapés as I overlooked everything. The pool’s heating system was broken, this was a necessity as entertaining often happened in the pool; hot tubs and sauna, tables and chairs were placed carefully around – a couple of circular beds added for optimum comfort.

12 hours down and counting ...

pool heater fixed

girls organized and special disclosure documentation signed

drinks organized

expensive furniture stored away

food prepared

selected bedrooms prepared

Finally, the flogging table had arrived, as well as the deluxe one-piece dungeon with armrests. These were positioned in two different rooms for entertainment and pleasure. A couple of the girls I had hired specialized in bondage, and I had even suggested an exposure bench, but I thought that could be used at the next event.

Feeling prepared, as the evening approached, the location was finally revealed, they all travelled no more than three hours to the venue.

Preparing myself was always fun; I’d picked out a skintight black PVC bodice with bright red stockings that clung to my slender thighs and a black lace pantie that caressed my pierced clit. My hair was loose around my breasts and shoulders, hung in delicate ringlets – my breasts stretched the lace but hid the necessities. My make-up was subtle but bright red lip gloss exaggerated my already pert lips. Placing my six-inch clear heeled shoes on I awaited the first guest.

My name was Madam Naomi and that is how the guests knew me. I also had Gary and John who accompanied me during every event to ensure my safety as well as the guests and of course ultimate discretion. Mobile phones, cameras, and watches were removed and placed into lockable cupboards as privacy was a must.

As dusk approached, the night cooled, and the first set of lights entered the long winding road – we have regulars: a couple of free-thinking footballers, couples, also single people who want unrestrained sex with no complications or commitments. The first car entered the covered entrance as their driver let them out, to reveal the slender legs of Miss S and Mrs. A. Long coats hid their outfits.

Kissing them both on the cheeks I ushered them into the house, both expressing their excitement to be back, I agreed eagerly.

Next, Mr. and Mrs. B and Mr. and Mrs. J who again tend to arrive and depart together – greetings over and the chatter of excitement, as drinks were taken and re-taken by the hostesses, who wondered around in tiny little maid outfits, their breasts pushed high up and their pert little butts on display. They often received large tips if they were spanked unwillingly (part of the entertainment).

The following couple of cars arrived and these were the new guests who didn’t know the protocol but soon would comply to the rules. Ushering them into the games room, I noticed that Miss S was already strapped to the spanking chair and her slender legs were spread wide apart revealing her shaven pussy. She smiled as a pair of fingers parted her tight pink lips and circled her clitoris making her groan.

They glanced around at me, then at each other. I nodded as this is what they expected to see, I didn’t want to disappoint. The party only had an invite of twenty; I just needed to wait for the last three guests, the young footballers who I’m sure were only intrigued and would only watch – little did I know.

Closing the doors, I ushered the remaining guests into the rooms, showed them the rooms they could use and those not to use. A few had already found the pool,