Belladonna's Submissive 21st Birthday

BELLADONNA MAKES 50 SHADES SEEM LIKE CHILD'S PLAY BLURB For Belladonna's whole life, from a very young age, she, was obsessed with sex. From the time she had her first self-induced orgasm at the tender age of nine, she was consumed with the idea of sex and satisfaction between two people. From the time she turned eighteen, her mammoth sexual appetite seemed to grow. Now, in college, she takes a job as a nude model for a college sketch class. The professor is a dreamboat and Belladonna wants him bad. She is sure it is just a matter of time and they will become intimate, but after months pass without any overt interest she wonders what the problem is. Getting desperate, with her twenty-first birthday approaching, she confronts him only to find out he's a dom and he invites her to celebrate her birthday as a sub in a bdsm session. WARNING: ADULTS ONLY. This book contains extreme sexual situationsEXCERPTWe donned our schoolgirl costumes and leather restraints when Master came in, his face blanched. "I'm afraid there's a few more guests than I told you.""How many?" Kelly asked."A hundred and four." As if she were a marionette and Master had dropped her strings, Kelly crumpled to the floor. She was out cold. I stooped and felt her forehead and then her pulse. The forehead was cool and her pulse slow. I looked at Master. "She's fainted. Do you have any ammonia?"Awareness flashed in his eyes and he snapped his fingers. "In the closet next door." He jumped up and sprang out the door. Thirty seconds later he returned with a pint of ammonia. I opened the cap and the pungent odor pervaded the small room, I placed the open top near, but not under her nose. She jerked and her eyes popped open. I handled the open bottle and cap to Ramon so I could take care of Kelly. As Kelly got her bearings Ramon capped the ammonia and opened the door for fresh air. When Kelly sat up in my arms and seemed to be recovered, I demanded in a soft respectful voice. "How could so many... I don't understand?""There's a bdsm conference going on across town. A couple of my friends who planned to attend our get together bragged about what a world class dungeon I had set up and well...everybody kind of invited themselves.""There are a hundred and four people out there? Where are they going to sit?"He nodded. "I'm afraid so. In addition to the twenty I invited. There are so many over half are standing"I swallowed. "There're a hundred and twenty-four people out there half of which are men and they're going to expect to have sex with us?"To my surprise he shook his head. "I wish. All the people from the conference are men."Kelly fainted again. "Hand me the ammonia." He did and I held my breath long as I could when I pulled the cover off. I'd slipped the ammonia by Kelly's nose again and she became cognizant. I closed the bottle, but kept it near in case."You're going to have to call this off, you know?"I was shocked. Master got on his knees and clasped his hands together. "Please, this could make or break my reputation within the bdsm community." Master's eyes were red and his lips quivered. He jerked his head to the side in a nervous tick. That's when I realized we are all submissives, even though some of us are dominant in name."I'll do anything...anything if you go through with this for me. I'll even be your sub for a week."Hmmm. This could get interesting. "Six months.""Two weeks.""Four months.""A month.""Two."He whined, "What about my image, I can't go that long.""Three months. Alternating two week dom and two weeks sub."Done.""Wait I'm not finished. When you're sub, you wear women's lingerie."His mouth dropped open. I felt sorry for him after all he just spent two hundred dollars at the spa for us. "For the first two weeks.""All right you win." He rose."Wait, I'm still not finished."He turned and glared at me."You can't e