Brethren life in bondagehorst
Have you ever heard the Blind melon song no rain The lyrics say All I can say is that my life is pretty plain I like watching the puddles gather rain Sums me up pretty well I work during the day and spend my nights doing nothing interesting than hanging with my husband aka Fbs boss and writing Ok so theres a lot of tying up and stuff goes on but were not part of any scene just two kinksters playing games with each other Ive always been a bit of a compulsive writer but never thought of publishing until the likes of Kindle etc came along and made it so simple I started writing the Brehtren books for my own amusement but they seem to have snowballed so if people still want them Ill keep writing. Brethren life in bondagec reviews Once upon a time before the Have you ever heard the Blind melon song no rain The lyrics say All I can say is that my life is pretty plain I like watching the puddles gather rain Sums me up pretty well I work during the day and spend my nights doing nothing interesting than hanging with my husband aka Fb s boss and writing Ok so there s a lot of tying up and stuff goes on but we re not part of any scene just two kinksters playing games with each other I ve always been a bit of a compulsive writer but never thought of publishing until the likes of Kindle etc came along and made it so simple I started writing the Brehtren books for my own amusement but they seem to have snowballed so if people still want them I ll keep writing. Brethren life in bondageheath Once upon a time before the Internet brought us our hearts desires on demand with a single click tiny black and white adverts in the back of porn mags promised catalogues of specialist literature Too young for a cheque book I used to send my postal order off and wait patiently for my precious little secret to arrive Brown paper packaging guaranteed Hidden beneath beds and in bottom drawers books by Gord and Olympia were treasures indeed Having a fairly eclectic taste in fetish and bondage my favourite passages in these books became well worn some even falling open at just the right page after years of being read time and time again With the Brethren books I wanted in small way to recreate those hidden treasures With kindle and it s kind we don t have to wait any we don t have to hide our books away in the bottom of wardrobes and sock drawers which in a way feels a bit of a shame after all who doesn t like to have one or two little secrets The Brethren books are written to be fun mad fantasies impossible and extreme little bits of titillation Best enjoyed late at night snoring partner asleep beside you optional site_link 
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Old school bondage meets with high Tech fetish in this the third book in the Brethren series With a respectful nod to House of Gord and maybe just a touch of Insex Fb presents a feast of flesh and fetish purely for your titillation Practising submissive and hoarder of all things kinky she knows exactly what buttons to push Brethren book threeThe world has moved on The stuff of fantasy has become reality but most important of all there is now absolute truth Advances in technology mean citizens are no longer able to lie to the law givers Those dispensing justice can do so without fear of punishing the innocent Society is no longer prepared to keep or tolerate those who choose to do harm And so the Brethren have arisen They offer the world another way a natural justice They keep the criminals contained and restrained whilst indulging their fetishes and desires Criminals are presented to the Brethren to live out their days owned and degraded Within the city s and county s given over to the elite of the Brethren normality is subjective Segregated from the rest of society they indulge without prejudice or interference ExcerptThe room was all white the vast bed at it s centre made up with White rubber sheets and pillows Pippa sat on it s edge still exhausted from her ordeal in the frame Almost too weak to resist she sat patiently as the ladies released her hands from behind her back covered them with gel and set about forcing them into rigid leather mitts with rings at their tips Pippa watched as her fingers disappeared held flat by their rigid covering her hands were rendered useless Swiftly they swung her onto the bed and propped her into a half sitting position on the shining White pillows With silent efficiency she was tied down legs spread wide arms secured tightly held out at right angles to her body One of the ladies knelt on the bed Lifting Pippa s head with one hand she forced a glass of clear liquid to her lips Pippa tried to shake her head but she was too exhausted to fight Her faint pleading becoming coughs and splutters as she was made to drink Pippa took gulps of air her face a pained grimace The high silver shock collar was placed on the pillows beside her No please you can t do this to me tell Ed I ll do anything please help me please her howling became frantic incoherent screams as she pulled against the restraints and ropes holding her to the bed She arched her back off the covers her muscles clenched and taut As Pippa continued to plead and scream her voice became cracked and hoarse A thick rope pulled across the bed dug into Pippa s corseted waist and forced her body back down hard onto the latex sheets A tug on the rope to pull it tight knocked the breath from her lungs leaving her panting The ladies left the room and Pippa was alone She feebly strained against her bondage the latex of the bed squeaked as her bare flesh clung to it s surface She began to beg under her breath a desperate chant over and over no please I m not ready please god no A shadow fell across her as Ed stood at the foot of the bed Times up beautiful Brethren Life In Bondage Book Three Brethren 3.
