Runaway Train (Book One)

Excerpt

"Mike, this is my new assistant. Help her off with the vest and skirt."
"Certainly sir," and then the man turned toward me, reaching for the vest.
I was stunned. If he took my vest and skirt, I would be virtually nude. But it all happened so fast that I didn't react at all. Gently lifting the vest at the shoulders, he slid it down my arms. With my back to him, he couldn't see anything, at least not yet. But then he slipped his finger inside the waist of my skirt and told me to grip his other arm while he tugged the flex waistband down over my hips. I kept my back to him when he placed the skirt on top of the vest.
"Mike, she's a little shy but she really gets turned on by exposing herself, and I want your opinion on something. Turn around bitch, so we can get a good look at you."
I couldn't believe that he would talk so crudely to me or require me to expose myself to this young man. Yet the distant call of desire rose in me once more, as I slowly turned, making no effort to cover myself.
"She's got a pretty good set of tits, don't you think? And I feel that her pussy has great potential. But what I want to know is, do you think her nipples need one ring in them or two; and what about putting a few rings on each side of her cunt. Spread your legs a bit and sort of thrust out your hips so Mike can get a better look for his evaluation."
I was completely mortified. My face was flushed and I could feel the heat of my shame in my cheeks, but I opened my legs, squatted and shoved my hips toward Mike. Something always seemed to come over me whenever Mr. Ringer gave me an order. I couldn't resist him and didn't even try.

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Runaway Train (Book One)

Excerpt

"Mike, this is my new assistant. Help her off with the vest and skirt."
"Certainly sir," and then the man turned toward me, reaching for the vest.
I was stunned. If he took my vest and skirt, I would be virtually nude. But it all happened so fast that I didn't react at all. Gently lifting the vest at the shoulders, he slid it down my arms. With my back to him, he couldn't see anything, at least not yet. But then he slipped his finger inside the waist of my skirt and told me to grip his other arm while he tugged the flex waistband down over my hips. I kept my back to him when he placed the skirt on top of the vest.
"Mike, she's a little shy but she really gets turned on by exposing herself, and I want your opinion on something. Turn around bitch, so we can get a good look at you."
I couldn't believe that he would talk so crudely to me or require me to expose myself to this young man. Yet the distant call of desire rose in me once more, as I slowly turned, making no effort to cover myself.
"She's got a pretty good set of tits, don't you think? And I feel that her pussy has great potential. But what I want to know is, do you think her nipples need one ring in them or two; and what about putting a few rings on each side of her cunt. Spread your legs a bit and sort of thrust out your hips so Mike can get a better look for his evaluation."
I was completely mortified. My face was flushed and I could feel the heat of my shame in my cheeks, but I opened my legs, squatted and shoved my hips toward Mike. Something always seemed to come over me whenever Mr. Ringer gave me an order. I couldn't resist him and didn't even try.

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Runaway Train (Book One)

Runaway Train (Book One)

by Fortunata
Runaway Train (Book One)

Runaway Train (Book One)

by Fortunata

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Excerpt

"Mike, this is my new assistant. Help her off with the vest and skirt."
"Certainly sir," and then the man turned toward me, reaching for the vest.
I was stunned. If he took my vest and skirt, I would be virtually nude. But it all happened so fast that I didn't react at all. Gently lifting the vest at the shoulders, he slid it down my arms. With my back to him, he couldn't see anything, at least not yet. But then he slipped his finger inside the waist of my skirt and told me to grip his other arm while he tugged the flex waistband down over my hips. I kept my back to him when he placed the skirt on top of the vest.
"Mike, she's a little shy but she really gets turned on by exposing herself, and I want your opinion on something. Turn around bitch, so we can get a good look at you."
I couldn't believe that he would talk so crudely to me or require me to expose myself to this young man. Yet the distant call of desire rose in me once more, as I slowly turned, making no effort to cover myself.
"She's got a pretty good set of tits, don't you think? And I feel that her pussy has great potential. But what I want to know is, do you think her nipples need one ring in them or two; and what about putting a few rings on each side of her cunt. Spread your legs a bit and sort of thrust out your hips so Mike can get a better look for his evaluation."
I was completely mortified. My face was flushed and I could feel the heat of my shame in my cheeks, but I opened my legs, squatted and shoved my hips toward Mike. Something always seemed to come over me whenever Mr. Ringer gave me an order. I couldn't resist him and didn't even try.


Product Details

BN ID: 2940045116480
Publisher: Fortunata
Publication date: 11/28/2012
Series: Runaway Train , #1
Sold by: Smashwords
Format: eBook
Sales rank: 71,045
File size: 221 KB
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

I write detailed stories about people who are drawn into the intense world of BDSM; and a few of my tales involve INCEST. Generally I portray the women as submissive and the men as dominant. I show them at different stages of realizing their desires and how they deal with those bizarre needs. I go into sexually explicit detail, in order to create a believable fantasy for my readers.
I do have a few story lines, with a man as a submissive, serving a harsh dominatrix. As of yet, I have not finished any of those tales…give me time. I find that a sub, whether male or female, has similar thoughts and concerns about what they’re doing. In each case, the power of their bizarre desires compels them to surrender to the demands of their dominant partner.
In no way are these stories meant to imply that any woman should be abused against her will. Indeed, women should be venerated by their loving men and protected from criminal deviants.
I was married for thirty six years and was devastated, when my loving wife passed away. We shared our secret desires and fantasies, with each other, and it led to several marvelous and varied scenes for our mutual enjoyment. We experimented with a variety of intimate ideas and in doing so, we discovered a wide range of scenarios that we liked and a few we did not.
I highly recommend sharing your fantasies with an intimate partner. There simply is no better way to have them know what floats your boat. It takes courage to confess your most private desires and should only be done with someone you trust.
Integrity is paramount, in any loving relationship, but one of you has to open up first. I can assure you, it’s worth the risk. It’s wonderful to have someone, with whom you can share all of your most secret thoughts. Just remember, when they share theirs with you, don’t pass judgment on them and don’t laugh.
Please, please do take a moment to give my work a star rating and perhaps a brief comment, as a review. My poor deflated ego needs the boost.
Thank you so much for reading my bizarre tales.

For the record, I don't review my own books. If you like my work, say so; if not, say that, too.

Questions, suggestions, or complaints: Email me at (fortunata03@gmail.com). I would love to hear from you.

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