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Hurts Like Love
by E. Mabeuse
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: 12 searing tales of passionate BDSM by Dr. Elliot Mabeuse, award-winning author of A Good Student and master of erotic fiction. Collected here for the first time are a dozen of the Doctor's hottest and most arousing tales of dominance and submission, many of them no longer available, each with introductory comments by the author, Included in this book are-- Hard Boiled Dick-- in which a noir-era private eye administers rough sexual justice to the girl who betrayed his partner? Good Girl-- where a curious young woman's visit to a bondage club leads to a shattering confrontation with her own hidden desires? Surrender-- the intimate confessions of a male Dominant as he teaches his lover the difference between abuse and the ecstasy of surrender? Another Shade of Red-- a perverse Valentine's day card for those who like their hearts with an edge, and their flowers with thorns? From brute seduction to delicious surrender; from the mystical eroticism of A Heart Made of Branches to the cold, sharp thrill of iron manacles closing on tender wrists in After the Lecture, they're all here, 12 tales from the shadowlands of forbidden desire.
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing/Excessica Publishing, 2012 2012
eBookwise Release Date: October 2012

Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [425 KB]
Words: 101965 Reading time: 291-407 min.

April couldn't speak. A warm lethargy seemed to be taking possession of her limbs. She knew what she needed now: the feel of his hand on her sex, the pressure of his body against hers holding her tight, and yet that was not all she felt. The manacles on her wrists were like a lover's hands, holding her against her will, exposing her body to whatever depredations he might wish to inflict on her, and suddenly she found a part of her mind wishing for the most cruel and delicious tortures to be applied to her. Just what, she didn't know, but she ached to feel some wild and violent sensation, some physical version of what she saw in his eyes.
He turned and walked to a massive wooden armoire, which he opened wide. Inside, April could just glimpse various things hanging within: implements of leather and chromed steel, black and silver gleaming in the glow of the subdued gaslight. The Doctor selected a black riding crop, thin and wicked, and laid it on the table, and April felt a sudden thrill of delicious fear in the pit of her stomach.
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