First up, Strip Tees - another Kinky Cassie story - this time she's on the golf course!
When her husband suggests making a game of golf into a kinky adventure, Cassie leaps at the opportunity. Humiliating herself on the golf course for three strangers and her husband Paul, Cassie loves every minute as she is exposed outdoors and then pleasured by three men at the same time, whilst her husband watches!
A 5,780 word story with humiliation, exposure, spanking and group sex. The most exciting game of golf you'll ever read about!
Available from Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, Smashwords, AllRomance and Bookstrand
The second new story is Tie Me Up Buttercup - my first foray into a story about the supernatural, in this case - a beautiful (and kinky) fairy girl!
Out walking in the woods, nineteen year old Amy falls asleep in a clearing only to be awoken by a beautiful naked fairy called Buttercup.
Telling Amy that she made the mistake of falling asleep in a fairy ring and is now hers to play with, Buttercup restrains the girl, then forces Amy to pleasure her, and finally brings Amy to the best orgasm that she has ever had!
A 4,957 word story with hot lesbian fairy domination and sex!
Available from Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, Smashwords, AllRomance and Bookstrand
There is a spicy excerpt from Tie Me Up Buttercup after the jump - enjoy!
The afternoon was warm, and she found the rock surprisingly
comfortable as she lay down, curling up and resting her head on her
arm. Lulled by the peace of the clearing, Amy had only really
intended to completely relax for a time, but she found herself
drifting slowly into sleep.
“Wake up, sleepyhead!” The
voice was female, bright and perky, and sounded like someone trying
to hold back laughter, “You don't want to sleep the whole day
away!” Amy jerked awake, not sure if she had dreamed the voice,
blinking and then opening her eyes properly to see bright green eyes
looking into hers. “You're awake! Great, I was worried you might
not wake up at all!”
Amy pushed herself upright, wondering who had found her in the woods,
then gasped, pulling her legs up to her chest, a hand to her mouth.
“Who... who the hell are you?” She paused, looking at the woman
who had awoken her, not able to fully process what she was seeing.
“What the hell are you? Am I still asleep?”
Perched on the edge of the rock, squatting facing her, was a woman,
but not a woman like any Amy had ever seen. She was very pale, with
bright green eyes that were the colour of a grassy field and long
straw-blonde hair. She was stark naked, only her squatting position
with knees drawn up, her hands resting on her calves hiding her
breasts and sex from Amy. But what had made Amy gasp were the large
shimmering translucent purple and blue butterfly wings lazily beating
in the air behind the woman. “You're not asleep,” said the woman
with a bright smile, “And I'm a fairy. My name's Buttercup
Starshine, what's yours?”
The woman's tone was so matter-of-fact that Amy couldn't help but
respond. “I'm Amy, nice to meet you. Wait... Buttercup? Fairy?
I am so dreaming!”
Buttercup smiled, standing upright, arching her back and raising
herself onto her tiptoes, showing off small pert breasts with dark
pink nipples and a glimpse of her pussy between her legs, then jumped
into the air, somersaulting and then hanging in front of Amy in
mid-air, her wings silently beating. The sight of the fairy, who was
a similar height to Amy, seemingly hovering, took Amy's breath way.
“You're not dreaming, I told you that!” Buttercup moved a
little closer, her face inches away from Amy's, her eyes sparkling,
“But you were sleeping until I woke you! This is my home, and you
were kind of trespassing!” With a grin, she patted Amy's cheek,
her slim fingers warm and soft. “But it's okay! I like you, so I
won't be too mean!”
Confused and slightly scared, hoping that this was all a dream, Amy
stood up, stepping off the rock and backing away from Buttercup,
towards the edge of the clearing. “Look, this is a little weird
for me,” Amy said, “I think I have to go now...”
“No, that's not how it works,”
Buttercup said, flitting through the air, twisting and turning,
exposing a perfect body as she did so, smooth skin catching the
sunlight. “You came here, you fell asleep. Do they not still tell
stories about what happens to people who do that?” Landing on the
ground, she took the Amy's trembling hands in hers, then gave a slow
smile. “What happens is that the bad fairies take them away, and
keep them.” She laughed happily, “But do I look like a bad
fairy or the good kind, who grants wishes?”
“Uh, I guess the good kind..”
Amy said, her hands gripped firmly by the fairy, “I mean, you're
not that scary...”
Letting go of Amy's hands, Buttercup pointed towards the rock, “Then
sit back down, Amy. I have something to tell you.” Amy slowly
walked back to the rock, then sat down, hugging her knees, looking
over at Buttercup, who slowly rose into the air. “Amy,” said the
fairy with a grin, “There are no good fairies. We're all bad.
Terribly, terribly bad. And you fell asleep here, so you're all
mine!”
Before Amy could react, Buttercup snapped her fingers and with a soft
creaking sound, tree roots twisted up out of the ground and slid over
the rock, wrapping around Amy's wrists. Crying out with sudden fear,
Amy wrenched at the wooden bonds holding her, but the roots held her
firmly, the bark scraping against her skin as she tugged and tried to
pull herself free. With a slow remorseless movement, the roots
pulled her arms towards opposite corners of the rock, pulling her
down onto her back, her arms spread wide over her head.
Amy squealed, kicking her legs in the air as Buttercup leaped up and
hovered over her, smiling down, looking down at her. “Oh dear, is
this not how you wanted to spend your afternoon?” As Buttercup
snapped her fingers again, two more roots snaked up from the ground,
twining around Amy's ankles, forcing them apart and tugging her legs
down against the stone, so that she was held spread-eagled, flat on
her back. Any gasped for breath, terrified at what was happening to
her, and at the strange fairy girl hovering in the air above her.
Buttercup floated down, until Amy could feel the fairy's naked body
brushing against her through her clothes. “Now I've got you just
where I want you,” said Buttercup happily, her fingers stroking
Amy's face gently, then hooking under the edge of her velvet top and
tearing it from Amy's body with a sudden jerk. As the fabric tore,
Amy cried out, wrenching at the roots holding her in place with all
her strength, but the wood simply creaked a little and didn't budge.
“Bye bye clothes!” Buttercup's perkiness was maddening as she
threw the shreds of Amy's corset top to the ground, yanking Amy's
lace bra away next, exposing her large breasts and making Amy blush
with shame even as she trembled with fear.
“Please stop!” Amy begged,
frantically try to free herself, to end the nightmare of humiliation,
“I just want to go home!”
“You can't just click your heels
together,” laughed Buttercup, tearing the fabric of Amy's skirt,
then shredding her plain black panties, exposing her completely,
“There's no escaping me, Amy!” Trapped by the unyielding roots,
stripped of her dignity as well as her clothing, Amy sobbed, tears
trickling down from her eyes, splashing onto the stone. Buttercup
ignored her protests, pulling Amy's boots off, then her socks,
leaving Amy completely nude, the warm sun playing across her
quivering body. “Well, don't you look nice now?” Buttercup
floated over her, idly turning in mid-air, reaching down and tracing
a finger down from Amy's chin, between her full breasts, across her
stomach, stopping an inch below her navel, Amy's flesh trembling at
her touch. “And aren't you a pretty one? Do you like girls, or
are you boring and straight?”
Amy whimpered, held tightly by the roots, feeling Buttercup's finger
lightly pressing against the soft flesh of her stomach. “I'm
straight!” she protested, “I'm not into women!” She had never
been interested in girls, and although she'd experimented, it had
never gone further than some kissing and a fumbled caress through
clothing. Now, trapped naked with the strange nude fairy girl
floating above her, her skin was covered in goosebumps in horror at
what might happen next.
Buttercup sank lower in the air, her nipples brushing against Amy's,
then slid her hand up, running her fingertips across Amy's breasts
and gently pinching her left nipple. “Oh, that's such a shame, but
there's a first time for everything...” Amy closed her eyes,
trying to pretend that this wasn't happening, hoping that she would
wake up, but Buttercup started to caress her breasts with both hands,
sharp fingernails digging into Amy's soft flesh for a moment, then
returning to circling gently. As Buttercup's fingers closed around
her large nipples, Amy yelped with shock and humiliation, the fairy's
fingers pinching them firmly for a moment, then gently twisting with
her fingers and rubbing her thumb against the sensitive tips of Amy's
nipples.
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