Tales Of The Midnight Pearl Brotherhood: Primordial Impulse [Tales Of The Midnight Pearl Brotherhood]
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by Adrianna Dane
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Fantasy
Description: The sequel to Tales Of The Midnight Pearl Brotherhood: Trailmaster Phelix...
The ancient myths of the Brotherhood of the Midnight Pearl tell of an island formed from the depths of the ocean, in the midst of a sea of mystical, sapphire beauty. It is an island paradise built on love and devotion to a common belief, a society made up entirely of handsome and desirable men. And Alonzo Smith is on a journey to discover his place among them.
Trailmaster Phelix calls a halt to the journey through the jungle for a measure of respite, play, and sensual lessons. Alonzo becomes an instrument of penance for Helmer. Helmer gets a bit of a reward, being used as a lesson tool for the others. Meanwhile, Master Phelix offers some thoughts on Alonzo's destiny. But there's more sensual adventure as Alonzo is summoned to join in primordial jungle abandon and comes to a deeper knowledge of himself he never considered.
NOTE: Don't miss the next installment in the series, Tales Of The Midnight Pearl Brotherhood: Lessons Learned.
Genres: Gay / Erotica / Fantasy / Witchcraft / Magic / Voyeurism / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: February 2012
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [47 KB]
Reading time: 25-35 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
Parker flicked the tip of the feather along Helmer's shoulder, beneath his armpits and down his side. He brought the pretty blue feather back up and then stroked it along Helmer's jaw. Helmer turned his head in the direction of the feather, his lips parted. Parker painted a line across his opened lips.
After a time, Parker turned to Master and quirked an eyebrow. The silent question brought a nod from Master Phelix. Parker set the feather down and began to use his hands, smoothing them over Helmer in the same manner as he'd done with the feather.
Helmer undulated beneath the touch. Parker smiled. Then he smacked Helmer's ass with an open palm. Light and quick at first, and then harder, faster, beating upon his flesh until his ass and thighs glowed red from the attention.
"Yes!" Helmer yelled. "More. Harder. I need it harder."
His grip tightened on the roots even as he pushed back into the spanking. But Parker stopped. He picked up the feather and began once again to apply it to Helmer's now warmed flesh.
"Ahh!" Helmer yelled as Parker applied the tip very lightly to Helmer's warmed ass.
"Enough. Well done, Mister Parker. Alonzo, you take over," Master Phelix said.
The command caught Alonzo by surprise. He'd never, ever given a spanking or beating to another. He'd never wielded a feather. They had always been applied to him, most often in a rather matter-of-fact and random manner. Just canes, and whips, and spankings. Never the feather.