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In His Hands Again
2015
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1.50
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22
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A hardware store of all places! It was probably inevitable that Charley would bump into her old lover. London was a big city but neither of them had moved very far. But it was a shock all the same. She was a very different person to last time - marriage and kids tends to change a woman. Not to Lucian though. Once the shock of being reunited had passed, she found she was responding to him in exactly the same way as she had before. That was dangerous as he was an expert manipulator of women. And so, it turned out was his wife! This is a sizzling hot story of hard bondage sex, femdom, mf, ff and mm! Charlotte Edwards at her dirtiest! Extract: Dave Clark was getting anxious. He expected his wife to be home before him and he’d been back, with the kids for over an hour. He hated chasing her but he was worried. Picking up the phone, he thumbed the fast dial for her mobile. Charley wasn’t in a position to answer and it was Lucian who picked up the pink iPhone to silence the One Direction ringtone. “Is this the hubby?” He held the screen in front of the suspended woman. Charley was quite a picture. Naked and stretched as taut as a bowstring, she was hanging by her wrists from the ceiling in Lucian’s spare room. Her breasts were striped with marks from the lash and her body glistened with sweat. As the ring tone stopped, Lucian released the rope that held her in place from a heavy duty cleat on the wall. “He’ll be worried,” he chuckled. “You should call him back.” He caught the helpless woman as her legs buckled and part dragged, part carried her to a purpose-built sofa in the corner of the room. Her hands were still cuffed in front of her and he quickly fastened that to a ring at one end and then clipped the ropes on her thighs to the other, leaving her spread wide open in a pseudo doggy position. She was supported on her firm little tits on the settee arm and her head hung freely toward a strategically placed occasional table, upon which he placed Charley’s phone. “Speak up,” he told her, as he removed her big ball gag and moved around to her nether regions. “Hello! Charlotte?” The tinny voice was of course Dave and Lucian had to stifle a laugh at the use of his bitch’s full name by the man who thought he knew her better than any other. “Hello darling,” Charley squeaked, trying her best to sound natural after several hours with her mouth jammed full of latex. “I’m sorry I missed your call. I was in the loo!” That last word coincided with a preposterously loud zipping sound as Lucian opened his fly and she gulped in full knowledge of what was about to happen. For a free sample, scroll up and click 'look inside.'

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Charlotte Edwards
Author · 8 books
Also credited as C.J. Edwards
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