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Merry Kinkmas (Alexis Alexandra)

Merry Kinkmas by Alexis Alexandra


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Coming home from vacation to find her rundown home completely remodeled, Jayde was at a loss for words. Going inside, the confusion only deepened at sight of new furniture and a Christmas tree under which sat more gifts than she had gotten in the precious twenty-five years combined. A card sitting on the coffee table explained how much better her life could be if she dare only set inhibitions aside, come out of her introverted shell and embrace the life of a submissive.

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 01 / 2018

No. words: 13516

Style: Sex Slavery / Training, Bondage/BDSM Fetishes

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


Dear god! I thought as I dropped onto all fours and crawled across the tiled floor. Can I really brand myself for a man I don’t even know? For a new home, a hundred-fifty grand and thirty more per month? Standing, I looked down at the square brazier as I opened a box of matches and struck one along the side. Fingers trembling, I dropped it on the cart and it went out. Lighting another, I managed to get it onto the coals and the fluid-covered chunks ignited in flame. Looking at the branding iron in silence, I saw the same symbol that showed on the TV.
The coals slowly heated from black to white with glowing red embers underneath and I buried the branding iron in them even as I felt sick to my stomach with what I was about to do to myself for the sake of financial security. Looking around the room more closely than when I first entered, I imagined myself strapped to the spanking bench while my new Master rammed them in me one after the other – the largest of them completely wrecking my pussy and asshole for his perverse pleasure. I thought of the whip slicing across my flesh with a sickening crack and I shivered involuntarily as my eyes went back to the brazier.
Pulling the hot metal iron from the coals, I took a deep breath, exhaled slowly and then pressed it against my right hip. The pain was agonizing, but I was unable to let go and every muscle in my body tensed all at once preventing me from pulling it away or even screaming in agony for several long seconds. And then the rod left my hand and clanked to the floor below and searing pain shot through me like a bolt of lightning.
“JESUS MOTHERFUCKING GOD DAMN SON OF A BITCH!” I wailed, looking down to see the two inch diameter symbol permanently seared into my skin.
“Well done, slave. Honestly, I fully expected you to leave when I told you to brand yourself, but I’m glad you proved me wrong.”
“T-T-Thank you Master.”
“I guess you’re far more submissive than I had previously hoped for.”
“That may be true, Master, I honestly don’t know, but to tell you the truth I only did it because I don’t want to risk losing everything you’ve done for me. If humiliating and degrading myself sexually is the thanks you want then it’s the least I can do. And if you know me even half as well as you claim then you know I will honor our agreement and obey your every command without hesitation, complain or limit. That being said, I did not know I would be locked away in this room for God knows how long and I have not had anything to eat since this morning. May I be permitted a short break to do so before resuming my training?”

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"I'm not a doctor, I just play one in real life." If you saw me walking my dogs down the street you would never see the wild side lurking dangerously close to the surface. But get me into my secluded shack in the woods, and all bets are off. My mind becomes as free as the birds soaring above. I write erotica and I LOVE it! I don't stop at the mushy stuff either. Depending on what sounds fun at the time, I sometimes even surprise myself with what comes out of my twisted grey matter.


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This story has been self-published by the author

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