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Taught to Submit: A Novel of Escape into Slavery
by Powerone
Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: Awarded Five Cups! The Highest Rating! That's how Coffee Time Review raves over the award-winning erotica of Powerone. In Taught to Submit, Powerone's most insightful and probing novel yet, Lisa and her twin daughters are grounded on the small island of Bocus Del Toro in Panama, when their plane suffers a mechanical failure. It's a different culture where the men are still the Masters and the women submit, where girls are taught the pleasures of sex by older men, where three beautiful blonde American females stand out among the dark haired local girls. Forced to submit to the island's most powerful men to survive, Lisa and her daughters earn their way with their bodies, submitting themselves to virtual sexual slavery to survive, only to, as Coffee Time Romance puts it, discover "the confidence and maturity hidden dormant within themselves." Reviewer Mila Bean warns that while Powerone's work is not intended for those faint of heart [and] the depictions are quite vivid and may make some readers uncomfortable--the pacing is perfect, the story is amazing, and the erotica not only appropriate for the theme of the story but very arousing. The BDSM delves deep into the [characters'] psyches? I not only impressed with the author's thorough knowledge of BDSM but the amazing imagery and heart-pounding erotica. Outstanding!" Power one is a Literotica.com award winning author.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler, 2005
eBookwise Release Date: October 2005
 
395 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [305 KB]
Words: 82451
Reading time: 235-329 min.
CHAPTER 1Elise's First Encounter with an Older Man It was two days before her mother was going out with Bill again. Elise raced home from school, changed her clothes, and put on one of Christina's skirts, which was much too short for Elise to wear normally, but she wanted Bill to touch her again. The knock on the door awoke her from her fantasy, the reality that Bill was now outside the door, and here she was clad in a short skirt like a street whore, waiting for an older man to molest her. What was she doing? The door shook as Bill knocked again. Even his knock was insistent, almost as if ordering her to open the door. Her trembling hands turned the lock, pulling the door open, Bill stared at her. "I think little Elise has been waiting for me," he said, seeing the short skirt that showed an ample amount of white thigh, the back of the skirt clinging to her ass like a second skin. It must be Christina's skirt, he thought. He closed the door, "Your mother will be home soon. Come over here." He motioned her over to the chair. He sat down as she moved toward him, her legs feeling like they were going to collapse beneath her. She stood in front of him, feeling vulnerable, his head in line with her sex, afraid of what she might have gotten herself into. Maybe she shouldn't have done this. Maybe she should just run into her bedroom, but her feet refused to move. She wasn't sure if it was fright or expectation. She waited. "Turn around Elise. That is one sexy skirt. And the cutest tight ass in it." He put his hands on her hips, and felt her shudder when he touched her, turning her until her back was to him. "Stop. Now be a good girl and hold still for me. Can you do that for me, Elise?" She trembled, "Yes." Her body tensed, eagerly waiting for the touch on her ass that she knew was coming.
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