Master Zum

Pain of the pleasurable variety was all I needed—and Master Zum provided it.

I visited Marshall Cottage for one thing only—to be pleasured by Master Zum and the exquisite pain he offered. Actually, that was a lie. I visited to see him, to be touched by him in ways that told me he wasn’t just there for sex. Love, that’s what I wanted from him, to go along with the adoration I was so willing to shower on him. He was alluring, commanding, and I tingled all over every time he was near. I needed him, longed for him, and our time together was never a disappointment.

Nipple clamps, they were the order of the night—among other things. Could I handle them? Could I reach that sweet place I wanted to be in while he administered his brand of pain?

Yes. Yes, I could.

© 2014 Entwined Publishing (Rafbók): 9781784300647

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Rafbók: 27 juni 2014