Nadja Always Pleases by Asher MacDonald
(an erotic BDSM love story)

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Synopsis

When Raina came to the gallery opening and saw Nadja's wild, erotic paintings, she fell in love with the work and the artist. Now Nadja is Raina's little wild thing, a kept woman who must submit to both Raina's love and her demands.

Nadja Always Pleases is an erotic story of two women and their love and how that love is expressed through both pleasure and pain. For mature audiences only.

EXCERPT

After a pause in which Raina seemed to be considering her options, she then spoke: “Very well. But one more bit of disobedience and I am leaving. Do you understand?”

“Yes!”

“I think I'd like a little more formality out of you. Yes what?” Raina said.

“Yes...Mistress,” Nadja said, and then cast her eyes downward out of deference.

“Good then. I like you kneeling on the floor. Finish removing my pantyhose and panties.”

Nadja reached up and removed them, and then kissed Raina on the knee.

“That's sweet. You're my little puppy today,” Raina said. “Now use your little puppy tongue and mouth to lick and suck my toes.”

Nadja didn't say anything but she quickly and meekly bent to Raina's feet. Raina had her legs crossed so one foot was dangling and that's the foot that Nadja began with, licking each of the toes. Raina sucked in her breath slowly. Nadja was such a delicious little licker. She really did have a puppy dog tongue, thick and soft.

“Mmm...I could have you lick and suck me all night, little one.” Nadja said nothing, intent on her duties. “Do you ever think of my toes when painting, Nadja?”

Nadja paused with Raina's big toe in her mouth. She sucked on it as she thought and then took her mouth off it. “Not your toes. I don't ever remember thinking about your toes while painting, but you, yes, and other parts of your body.”

“How charming. I wonder what other parts of me inspire you?”

Nadja kissed a toe, and then another. “You turn my tongue into a traveler, and your body is its intrepid adventure. Remember those old maps,” Nadja said, 'where the known land ended and the cartographer would then write in something like “terra incognito” or “here there be tygers?”

“I think so. I remember something like from school a long time ago.”

“That's what I sometimes think about when I paint and I am inspired by my feelings for you. You're the undiscovered country I explore over and over again, discovering and forgetting, forgetting and discovering. And finally, some nights, I work my way into a savage place full of fire and heat where the storms beat down and shower the thick jungle between your legs with moisture.” She paused. “And it's there that I find the secret.”

“What secret?”

“The littlest cave. The entrance to the secret place where life is renewed, the doorway through which we enter the world. And it's a delicious secret, and I pay homage and worship it with my tongue. That's what I try to paint sometimes, that keening knowledge between your legs I long to discover and then try to forget so each night can be a new discovery.”

“Nadja, you're a poet when you're horny!”

Nadja giggled for a moment. “I liked boys before I met you. I never knew I could be like this.”

“How many of them spanked you,”Raina said, “or pulled your hair?” She grabbed Nadja's hair near the roots and lifted her face up so that their eyes met. “How many knew to treat you the way you need to be treated, to chain you to the wall and whip you when necessary, to give you the tenderest of kisses another time, to be a whirlwind of passion between your legs, making you moan and cry out and beg for more?”
 

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Published April 20, 2011 by Joyride. 42 pages
Genres: Erotica, Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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