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The Pirate’s Command #MasturbationMonday

Masturbation Pirate

Welcome to Masturbation Monday! The weekly event dedicated to self pleasure. The Doms in my stories love to have their women masturbate for them and sexy pirate Gaston Galette from the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy is no exception. This excerpt occurs just after Gaston and Frederica have woken up in a beautiful grotto underneath a waterfall on the island where they’ve been marooned.

“Let’s make our way back towards the beach, and I’ll try to catch us some fish for breakfast.” He entwined his fingers with hers and they trudged along the path towards the beach.
They had yet to discuss the evening before—her deflowering, as it were. She wished she had a woman friend to speak with about it. She felt a blush creep into her cheeks and her pussy tingled when she relived the experience in her mind.
Along the way Gaston picked up some more coconuts, and before she knew it, they were back at the beach. About forty feet from the jungle, Gaston dropped everything on the sand and asked her to fetch the kindling she’d gathered the previous day.
When she returned with her second armload, she found him bent over the mound of twigs and husks with a round glass object. “What is that?”
“What’s left of a monocle,” he responded, not looking up, his attention trained on the glass, slanting it in one direction, then tilting it slightly.
“Where did it come from? And what are you doing?”
“My pocket. Always keep it with me. I’m building a fire.” A hint of smoke rose from a spot of the husks, and he breathed life into the fragile fire with a whoosh of air from his lips. Gradually, he added more kindling until flames danced up about half a foot. At that point he began to add some of the larger pieces he’d retrieved from the jungle. Handing her a long stick, he asked her if she would tend the fire while he fished.
“I will, but might I get a kiss first?” It was a bold move asking for his affection, but he’d awakened this brazen woman inside of her. Let him be the recipient of this new, shameless desire she experienced.
He responded with a kiss that made her knees wobble. “Pull up your skirts for me.”
She froze.
“Go ahead, girl. Do as I say.” His lip curled into a snarl.
Primly, she lifted her hem to her knees.
“Higher.” She didn’t miss the warning in his voice, recalling the spanking he’d subjected her to on the ship, and she hiked them up to her waist.
He positioned himself behind her and walked his fingers down her bush until he found the sweet spot between her legs. Fondling her clit, he nibbled her earlobe, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from her lips.
“While I’m gone, I want you to play with your little cunt,” he growled into her ear.
She gasped, her spine stiffening.
“Fuck it with your hand. Explore the inside walls. Stroke that clit, roll it between your fingers. Find out what gives you pleasure, my dear. Get to know that delightful body of yours.”
Frederica felt her face turn crimson. She’d fiddled with that part of herself on occasion before, but she’d never shared such acts with anyone, and it embarrassed her to discuss such matters aloud.
He released her with a wink. “Do it, girl. If you disobey me, I’ll know.” With that he disappeared into the waves.

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Rescued by the Buccaneer

Rescued by the Buccaneer

When Frederica Beauchamp boards a ship for the Americas, she dreams of a life filled with adventure, but she gets more than she bargained for when her passenger ship is attacked by pirates.  The heartless men kidnap her and force her to serve their captain—a fate that might be worse than death, since though he does not have his way with her, the captain delights in baring her, shaming her, and thrashing her bare bottom as punishment for every imagined disobedience.

After the pirates bring aboard an injured man found floating in the sea, Frederica tends to his wounds and learns that he is Gaston Galette, a survivor of a shipwrecked vessel. Gaston seeks her help to overthrow the vile captain, but when their plan goes awry he is forced to use all of his wiles to save them. As the naïve girl and the seasoned sailor navigate one perilous situation after another, he informs Frederica that the only way they can survive is if he is in command, and that if she thinks things can be otherwise, she will be taken over his knee for a bare bottom spanking.

As he watches the proud, willful Frederica bow to his authority, however, Gaston worries that her growing hold on his heart will be his downfall. He knows he cannot take a woman with him when he returns to his ship and crew, but when Frederica accepts his lustful dominance completely, submitting to him with grace and beauty no other woman could match, Gaston realizes that he may never be able to let her go.

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A Naughty Excerpt from Sir and Babygirl: Bound by Love by Kayla Lords

Sir and Babygirl

Today I’m welcoming Kayla Lords to the blog to share an smokin’ hot excerpt from her new release, Sir and Babygirl: Bound by Love.

Sir and Babygirl: Bound by Love

In the second set of adventures, Sir and Babygirl’s relationship, built on a mutual love of kink and a need for the dominance and submission lifestyle, must move forward or stagnate. Can Babygirl set aside her fears of heartbreak? Will Sir convince his sweet submissive that he loves her completely? And just how many erotic adventures can these two get into as they navigate their growing relationship?

Find out in the sequel to The Adventures of Sir and Babygirl. This time, Sir and Babygirl are Bound by Love.


Babygirl arched her back and pointed her toes. The center of her body burned with desire. The phantom hands in her dreams became all too real as she realized Sir was the one driving her to the brink. His fingers stroked her pussy with a feather light touch. The sensations were delicate and sensuous bringing her body quickly to the brink of climax.
She spread her legs wide, granting him complete access, but she was terrified of the burn building inside of her. Her body was so sensitive that even the light touches on her clit seared her and caused her to cry out from a combination of pain and pleasure.
Her body shook as his hand mercilessly stroked her slit, harshly rubbing against her clit. He growled into her ear as she began to cry out, wordlessly. His hand moved faster than before, bringing her to the brink before –
“Please, oh God, please, Sir, please can I come? Please, please, please, pleasepleasepleaseplease.” Her whispered pleas became incoherent as she tensed every muscle in her body to prevent the oncoming avalanche of an orgasm.
“Come for me, girl.” His raspy whisper was hot on her ear. She threw her head back and convulsed around his hand, fluids gushing from her body in a climax that soaked her pajamas and the bed beneath her. Sir’s hand never stopped it’s movement. Now she could hear the evidence of her own desire. Wet, slurpy, squelching sounds filled the room as his fingers moved in and out of her. She felt the next orgasm building right behind the first. Wailing, she arched her back as she came again, liquid pouring out of her body.
Sir chuckled. “Keep on squirting, Babygirl. I intend to wring you dry before I take what’s mine.”
She gasped as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. Writhing under his hand, she squealed through gritted teeth, terrified of making too much noise and more afraid of coming apart at the seams. Her hips lifted off the bed, bucking as her pussy clenched in one teeth-jarring, body-wracking orgasm. Every muscle contracted as her body convulsed. Finally spent, she collapsed into the soaked covers, breathing hard, unable to move a muscle.
“My turn.” She couldn’t miss the satisfaction in Sir’s voice.
He flipped her on her side as if she was a ragdoll. Not that I can move on my own. I’m boneless. He pulled her hips against his pelvis. Babygirl arched her back and lifted her top leg, giving him easy access to her swollen opening. In one smooth move, he entered her and began thrusting. The feel of his hips meeting her bottom made her close her eyes in sheer bliss.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” At this angle, he was hitting the exact perfect spot. If he kept it up, she would come again.
With one hand, he dug his fingers into her hip with enough force to leave bruises later. His other hand wound its way through her hair. Between gasps, Babygirl purred at the feel of his hands on her body.
“Eeeek!” Sir grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. Her scalp burned from the force of his grip. Her breath was restricted slightly, causing her to rasp with each thrust into her soaked pussy.
He growled deep in his throat and began to fuck her faster and faster, thrusting in and out at a blinding pace. She could feel his sweat-soaked chest against her back. She gripped the sheets in a futile attempt to brace herself. Letting go of her hair without a word, he pushed her head into the mattress, forcing her down. Tightening his grip on her hips, she cried out in pain and pleasure, knowing without a doubt she would bare his mark before they were done.
“Touch your clit, girl.” His voice was ferocious even though he ground the words out through clenched teeth in a raspy whisper.
In her current position, it wasn’t easy to get her left hand down to her clit, but she managed. The moment she touched herself, she screamed into the mattress as she exploded. She heard Sir chuckle behind her.
“Yeah, I like to feel that pussy clench around my cock. Again, girl. Don’t fucking stop.”
Although she was painfully tender, she continued to stroke herself as he ordered. Every time she climaxed around his cock, he grunted. Without a word, he yanked her head up by her hair, forcing her head back at the same painful angle.
“I’m going to fill you with my seed, girl. That’s what you want, isn’t it, little slut? You like being my fucktoy…”
With each word Sir thrust harder and faster until she felt him stiffen behind her, every muscle contracted as he groaned the last word out. She could almost swear she felt the hot jets of fluid shooting into her body. He held her in place until the end. Shuddering, he lay back against the bed, panting as if he’d just run a race. Smiling to herself, she clenched her pelvic muscles, loving the way he gasped with each contraction, milking his body for every drop of his essence.
They both lay in silence, breathing hard as they recovered from the vigorous fucking. After a moment, feeling their combined juices trickling out of her body, seeping into the crack of her ass and the sheets beneath them, Babygirl rolled over and wrapped an arm around Sir’s chest.
“Thank you, Sir. I didn’t think you had the energy for this tonight.”
“Tonight? Babygirl, it’s four in the morning, and I feel fine.” Babygirl giggled at his teasing tone.
“I think I like being woken up this way, Sir. Much better than a boring old alarm clock.”
“I’d like to think being used as my personal fucktoy is better than any other method.”
Sir looked down at her, waiting for a response, and found her drifting off. “Sleep, Babygirl. I’ll wake you up again in a few hours.”
“Mmmm, I sure hope so, Sir,” mumbled Babygirl. She sighed with pleasure and fell back asleep.

About the Author

I discovered my love of writing at age seven and my sexual fantasies by age 13. It took a divorce and re-entry into the dating to world to find my sexual power and voice. I am a sexual submissive in the BDSM lifestyle which is not as extreme and terrifying as it may first appear from the outside looking in.

I write BDSM-themed erotica with a focus on dominance and submission (D/s). I not only want to turn my readers on, but I want them to realize that D/s is more than just a kink and isn’t scary or degrading.
A blogger, tweeter, and talker, I love interacting with my readers as much as possible!

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Trust Daddy and Quit Bossing #MasturbationMonday

Masturbation MondayWelcome to Masturbation Monday! After a couple of weeks off, I’m back to share the rest of this scene from Daddy’s Game.  I’ve noticed that in my books the hero (Dom) often instructs the heroine (submissive) to masturbate. There’s something about a Dom have his sub play with herself. Here’s another excerpt from the Daddy’s Girl Series - Daddy’s Game.

Her other hand traveled south and began stroking her clit.
“Uh uh uh. No, you don’t. Now it’s Daddy’s turn.”
Dropping on the limo floor on his knees, he closed the distance between them.
“Take your hands and lace them behind your head.”
She complied, the arch of her back another indicator of her arousal.
“Time to see how wet you are for Daddy,” he said, then bent his head between her legs.
He started by running his tongue along the outside of her inner thighs. Her hips bucked and she groaned, spreading her legs even farther apart.
He inserted a finger and lapped up her copious juices. She tasted truly delicious to him. In any case, he would train her to love her own unique flavor.
Her delicate folds called to him and he used his tongue to torture them. Tugging with his lips and teeth, pressing hard with the point of his tongue, he elicited an almost constant barrage of cries from her sweet throat.
He knew it was all she could do not to grab his shoulders and pull him into her, but he’d stopped that by instructing her to hold her hands behind her head.
“Oh, please lick me, Daddy.”
He leaned back and slapped her inner thigh, causing her to jump. “Hush, babygirl. You don’t do the bossin’ here. You need to sit still and trust your daddy. I’ll take care of you, don’t you worry.”
Sitting back on his heels, he took her in. His darling girl was open like a book, hot and ready, dripping with lust for him. Her blue eyes, normally edged with green, took on deeper peacock tones when she was aroused.
These were the moments he craved, why he needed to dominate her. For nothing turned him on as much as her arousal. Seeing her in the throes of passion made him feel in control, made him feel whole. Made him love her.
Grinning, he went back to work plunging into her with his fingers. He reached inside and tickled her g-spot—softly at first, then with more ferocity. She eagerly scooted down into the leather seat, giving him better access.
With the palm of his other hand, he pressed down on her lower abdomen, his fingers meeting each other on either side of her vaginal wall. She wiggled underneath him and her moans became screams.
“Now we’re really gonna see how wet you can get, little girl.”
“Daddy!” she shrieked. “Oh, my God, Daddy!”
His powerful hands served him in many capacities. In addition to giving him a dream job, they also allowed him to please his woman in a way he wasn’t sure other men could. He moved his hand rapidly in and out of her dripping pussy.
Her whole body tensed and, knowing she was close, he ramped up the speed and power with which he fucked her, all the while curling his fingers back toward himself, massaging her g-spot from both sides. Then the liquid started flowing out like a dam had burst. Copious amounts of silken liquid girl-cum gushed from her cunt and pooled onto the leather seat and covered his hand.
“Such a good girl,” he said as he removed his hand from her sopping womanhood. “That’s pretty wet.” He slid onto the seat next to her and unlocked her hands from behind her head, bringing one hand to his lips. He kissed it, saying, “You’re good at this game.”
Carmen flopped onto his shoulder, spent. “May I pull my dress down now, Daddy?”
“Yes, you can,” he said.
As she was arranging herself, the glass partition rolled down. “Mr. Dakers, we’ve arrived at your destination.”

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Daddy's Game

Daddy’s Game

Sparks fly when up-and-coming artist Carmen Harris meets football star Natron Dakers at her first gallery opening. Carmen soon discovers that Natron is the type of man who sees what he wants and goes after it… and apparently what he wants is her. Almost before she knows it Carmen finds herself taking everything Natron gives her and begging for more, and when he reveals that he wants to be her dominant daddy and her to be his submissive little girl, she doesn’t hesitate to agree.

At the top of his profession, Natron has money, fame, and all the perks that go with them, and now at last in Carmen he has found a woman he wants to share it with. His life feels complete… until in a split second everything comes crashing down when a devastating injury threatens to end his season—and maybe his career. Natron fears he will lose it all, but will he self-destruct or can he dig deep and fight hard for himself, his teammates, and his little girl?

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