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Their Dirty Little Secrets by Shelly Douglas

theirdirtylittlesecrets_detailKayla Robinson is thrilled when her boyfriend, John Peterman, starts taking charge in the bedroom and spanking her bare bottom when she is naughty, but she worries that the kind of dominance she truly yearns for may be deeper and darker than he realizes.

Hoping to help Kayla better understand her submissive desires, John invites another couple—author Max Bowman and his wife Chrissy—for a visit. Before she knows it, Kayla is opening up to the sweet, mischievous Chrissy, but when they start getting into more and more trouble together the girls soon learn the hard way that their men won’t hesitate to punish them thoroughly enough to leave their bottoms sore both inside and out.

Yet even as she delights in her newfound friendships, Kayla still wonders whether her own fantasies are too intense to be explored. When John finally discovers what she really wants, will he merely try to humor her, or will he truly set out to fulfill her innermost needs?

Publisher’s Note: Their Dirty Little Secrets is a stand-alone sequel to Their Strict Daddies. It is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, BDSM content, elements of age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Shelly Douglas

eBook Price: $4.95

Length: 43,300 Words


Her smile was crooked as she placed a hand on her hip. “This looks like a piece of expensive gym equipment.”

John walked over to the closet, retrieved a brown paper sack, and quietly approached his girlfriend. “Money is no object when it comes to showering my lover with undivided attention,” he replied, pulling out a bottle of lube and a large gleaming anal plug from the bag to display his intentions.

Her stomach somersaulted at the thought of that large steel object being inserted into her shivering bottom hole. “If that’s what I think it is, it’ll never fit inside me.”

“After I pull those designer jeans down, I want that gorgeous chest on the bench, your knees on the floor and those delicate hands resting on the metal bar,” he directed in a no-nonsense tone while unbuttoning her pants and jerking them to her ankles.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she mumbled, lowering herself onto the black padded bench.

Picking up a long acrylic black paddle by its short handle from under the equipment, he smacked her across both cheeks before pulling down her silk panties. “Do you still think this is a joke?” he asked, sharply connecting the implement to her backside once again.

Her bottom cheeks fluttered as she involuntarily bounced on the bench. “Youch! Whatever that is, it stings!” she yelled as he quickly moved to wrap the straps around her wrists, securing them in a snug fashion.

“The paddle was a bonus gift since it’s a deluxe model. I received free shipping, too.” A sly smile simmered on his face as he tugged at the supple black leather. “The straps aren’t too tight, are they, love?”

She cocked her head at the playfulness of his tone, watching as he pulled her jeans and panties over her feet in one motion and attached her ankles to the second set of straps that were connected to the larger piece of equipment behind her.

Pressing the heel of his hands into her buttocks, he stretched both cheeks wide open and squirted an abundance of lubricant at the top of the crevice, allowing it to drip down into her creamy shaved skin. As he blew circles around her dusky pink hole, her anus involuntarily shivered and shuddered.

“You want my finger in here, don’t you?” he whispered, tracing a circle around her small rosebud over and over.

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