By Giselle Renarde (Guest Blogger)
There's a new book
in Kinktown. It's called Kinksters, and it's an anthology of
fetish-focused group sex erotica.
Kinksters contains
10 kinky stories, which probably doesn't sound like a lot, but many
of these stories are on the longer side of the "short story"
scale--in the range of 5,000 to 10,000 words. Some of them are
available for purchase as existing e-books, including the first story
in the collection:
Elementary, My
Dear Kathryn is a lesbian ménage story. Its fetish focus?
Why that would be anal sex. Okay, not just "anal sex" in a
general way. I wrote this for readers who (like me) find enemas
and anilingus highly titillating. It's not exactly a staple of
lesbian activity in erotica, which is why I wanted to write it.
This story is not
for the faint of heart. In fact, it was banned by All Romance
ebooks shortly after its release in ebook form.
Be warned--this is
an excerpt wherein Melanie, under the tutelage of her Domme Pasha,
cleans out sweet Kathryn's ass in a hotel bathroom. Don't read
it if that's your squick!
Excerpt from
Elementary, My Dear Kathryn:
The bathroom door
opened with a squeak and Pasha called, “Come here, my dears.”
Sliding off the high
mattress, Melanie walked directly to her Domme and sensed Kathryn
following behind.
“She is going to
leave that dress on,” Pasha instructed.
Melanie offered a
subtle nod and entered the bathroom. It was wonderfully large and
sparkling white, in true hotel fashion. Pasha had pulled back the
shower curtain. Her water bottle rested on the clean marble counter.
It was full now, with warm water most probably, and the nozzle-lid
was back on top. Pasha handed it to Melanie while Kathryn stood in
the threshold. It was indeed warm. Not hot, but warm.
“Come
inside,” Melanie said. She never knew how
she knew what Pasha desired. The expectations were inside of her. For
Melanie, being a true submissive meant anticipating Pasha’s needs
and wishes, and acting on them without direction.
Tonight Melanie
would clean Kathryn out and eat her ass. All for Pasha.
Kathryn took a
single step into the bathroom, and then paused. Her gaze betrayed
nothing. She didn’t even seem confused. Could she possibly know
what was coming? She seemed so innocent.
Watching the water
bottle, Kathryn asked, “What should I do now?”
Pasha leaned back
against the counter. It was very rare that she gave Melanie
instructions anymore. Melanie knew what to do.
Pointing at the
pristine bath mat lying across the rim of the tub, Melanie said, “Set
your knees down there. Lean across the tub and press your hands down
flat on the far side. Kiss the tile.”
It had been so long
since she’d been the one giving instructions. After Kathryn left
town, and years before she met Pasha, she’d fancied herself the one
to give orders. And then, still before meeting Pasha, she’d been
with a woman who taught her the joy of subservience. Now she was
driven not so much by Pasha’s will, but by her own resolve to gift
Pasha with obedience. The key was to obey before being told. That was
Melanie’s specialty.
Though Kathryn
needed to be told, she obeyed without question. When her forehead met
the tile at the far side of the tub, Melanie set down the water
bottle and pulled Kathryn’s tight white dress up and over her
smooth bottom. What a sight!
Melanie glanced back
at Pasha and smiled. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen an
ass this fine.”
“Indeed!”
Pasha’s laughter swelled.
Melanie
gave Kathryn’s bum a few playful taps before hooking her index
fingers around the band of a white lace thong. “This is coming
off,” Melanie said. She pulled it down all the way to
Kathryn’s knees.
One shoe and then
the other fell from Kathryn’s feet. Standing between them, Melanie
offered the next instruction. “You’re going to reach back slowly,
with one hand and then the other, and pull your cheeks apart for me.
I want to get a good look at your asshole.”
Kathryn
inhaled sharply, but she didn’t waste any time. Balancing
awkwardly, she reached back with one hand. When she’d grabbed one
cheek, she pressed her head against the shower wall and raised her
elbow upwards, sending the other hand toward her bum at a
snail’s pace.
“How are you
feeling?” Melanie asked. “Comfy?”
“Mm-hmm,”
Kathryn affirmed, although comfy
hardly described her position. In a breathy whisper, she asked, “What
do you want me to do now?”
Without so much as
looking in her direction, Melanie felt a smile growing across Pasha’s
lips. “I thought I told you to pull your cheeks apart,” Melanie
said in a slow, calm voice.
Kathryn gasped and
her polished pink nails dug into her gorgeous marble flesh. “What
are you going to do?” she asked.
Melanie’s
heart fluttered as she watched that tight little asshole pucker. It
looked so real.
She loved that Kathryn’s ass wasn’t waxed, bleached, or
perfect like porn star rumps. Faint
wisps of blonde hair grew along the insides of her thighs, leading
Melanie’s gaze down to the pink of her. Kathryn’s slit was wet
and welcoming, and it made Melanie a little sad to ignore its appeal.
But she had a Domme to please.
As Pasha looked on,
Melanie said, “I’m going to fill you with water and rinse you
right out.”
Though Kathryn’s
breath hitched audibly and her fingernails dug harder into her flesh,
she didn’t offer any verbal resistance.
No sense wasting
time. Melanie amassed saliva on her tongue, leaned forward, and spit
in Kathryn’s crack. Kathryn issued a high-pitched squeal, but she
didn’t budge. When the dribble of spit kissed the crease of
Kathryn’s asshole, Melanie pressed the tip of the water bottle
nozzle against it. If that’s what Pasha wanted, that’s what she’d
do.
***
So that's a taste of
Kathryn. There's more to the story, obviously, and you can read
it now by
purchasing Elementary, My Dear Kathryn
as an ebook, or by picking
up your very own copy of Kinksters.
If you like
threesomes and group sex, and you like BDSM and fetish erotica,
Kinksters is for you (and even though the sticker price is higher,
it'll save you money in the long run!)
Get Kinksters today
from retailers like Amazon.
Award-winning
erotica writer Giselle Renarde is a queer Canadian,
avid volunteer, contributor to more than 100 short story anthologies,
and author of numerous electronic and print books, including
Anonymous, Nanny State, and My Mistress' Thighs. Ms Renarde lives
across from a park with two bilingual cats who sleep on her head.
Canada
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Thanks for hosting me!
Welcome to Beyond Romance, Giselle!
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