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Reinventing Jane Porter [Jane Porter Series, Book 3]
by Dominique Adair
Category: Erotica/Menage Erotica
Description: Her darkest fantasies are about to come true.... Jane's weekend of mind-blowing sex is drawing to a close. Only one event remains--a masquerade ball. Her masters, Antonio and Santos, will be her escorts, but the party isn't the only item on their agenda. They plan to show her what it really means to live the life of a prized submissive. After tasting the heady decadence of true sexual freedom, Jane wonders if she can ever go back to her everyday life--or if Beauty will, finally and permanently, be freed from her shell. Then there's the issue of a former lover lurking in the wings? Warning: Graphic sex, spanking, public fondling, more spanking, the menage of the century, even more spanking, cranky ex-lovers, bondage and the misuse of both a piano and pool table.
eBook Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd., 2009 2009
eBookwise Release Date: June 2009
 
47 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [127 KB]
Words: 26573
Reading time: 75-106 min.
"I have a feeling we'll spend most of our evening fighting off her admirers." Antonio laid a hand on Santos's shoulder. "You could be right." Santos shot him a faux-serious look. "Do you think we should mark her? No man will be left in doubt as to who her masters are." Antonio pretended to consider the idea. Jane's eyes were wide and her breathing fast. Her hands smoothed the front of the corset coming to rest on her lower belly. White teeth worried the tender flesh of her lower lip. "I think we should. It will save us wear and tear on our knuckles." Antonio shot Santos an amused glance. "Excellent point. What shall we use? A paddle?" Santos moved around Jane, not touching her but leaving no doubt of his intentions. After circling her twice, he gestured toward the bed. "A shiny pink bottom will serve as a warning to any man who covets our woman. Go, Beauty, take your place." Turning, Antonio opened the doors to the toy armoire. The array of sex-oriented toys was modest--paddles, crops, handcuffs crafted from a variety of materials, ropes and other essentials were neatly lined up in hooks or on the shelves. He'd always considered himself a purist when it came to sex, and battery operated gadgets need not apply. He preferred his partners to achieve orgasm through their play, not technology. Removing a medium-sized leather paddle from the armoire, he admired the workmanship. He'd picked up this little toy in Brussels weeks before coming to America. One side was leather and the other was covered in thick, soft felt. Rubbing the padded side against his palm, he was sure Jane would enjoy his latest purchase. He closed the doors. Their slave was on her knees on the bench at the foot of the bed. Her torso was resting on the bed leaving her bare ass at the perfect angle for a proper spanking. Her figure was ideal for bondage. With her generous breasts and slim waist, she was born to wear corsets. Add in her rounded hips and generous ass, and Jane could be the poster girl for submission.
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