Taken For Pleasure (Masters of Bondage and Depravity Vol.2)
Taken For Pleasure is an erotic tale of depravity full of explicit scenes of sexual degradation, rough sex and BDSM. Join Maddie in this world of strong, commanding, dominant male's and sex-crazed masters in Volume 2 of the Masters of Bondage and Depravity Series. More
Maddie is furious with her boyfriend Jason, who chose not to listen to her and ended up with a second degree sun burn on the first day of their long-anticipated trip to Mexico. What a pathetic little whiner he is, why does she continue to put up with his shit?
She ventures out into the vibrant city in search of authentic Mexican night life. She comes across a very intriguing stranger named Kiko who is more than happy to show her around town to all the hottest spots. The two hit it off immediately, but things take a turn for the worse when Kiko reveals his true intentions.
Maddie finds herself locked in a dungeon cell in some unknown location. Her cell is pitch black and completely empty except for a rickety old bed. The door to her prison opens slowly and she squints as the bright light cascades into the room. Two large men enter and say nothing, they just close the door behind them, and approach the terrified young American... for some reason Maddie is incredibly turned on by the lack of control. She could tell the men were attractive from the small glimpse she caught as they walked in, perhaps she would enjoy being their sex toy.
Taken For Pleasure is an erotic tale of depravity full of explicit scenes of sexual degradation, rough sex and BDSM. Join Maddie in this world of strong, commanding, dominant male's and sex-crazed masters in Volume 2 of the Masters of Bondage and Depravity Series.
Read on for a small taste of what's inside:
The door to the room clattered open, and Maddie looked up in surprise. There in the doorway was the man she’d been following.
“Kiko!” she exclaimed, relieved to see a familiar face. “Thank god you’re here. Where is here, exactly?”
The man didn’t answer, but merely stared at Maddie with utter contempt. He slammed the door shut behind him and moved toward her in the harsh light of the overhead bulb. Maddie felt her heart fluttering against her ribcage. The hateful look in his eye was startling, completely unaccountable. She opened her mouth to demand an explanation, but Kiko covered her lips roughly with a powerful hand. Bringing his face close to hers, he practically snarled, “Don’t speak. Don’t you fucking speak. Just do as I say, or I’ll be forced to kill you.”
Maddie’s blood ran cold with panic. Kiko was not joking. She nodded her head just perceptibly. Kiko’s free hand tangled in her hair, pulling it harshly away from her scalp. She gasped at the sudden pinpricks of pain, but she realized with utter confusion that it wasn’t a gasp of fear, it was a gasp of elation. Am I enjoying this? Maddie asked herself in utter bewilderment. As if in response to her own self reflection, Kiko shoved her roughly away from him back onto the sofa. The strength of his man, the sheer force that rippled within those muscles, was turning Maddie on like she’d never felt before. She felt herself parting her legs ever-so-subtly, almost against her will.
“Down,” Kiko growled, “Lay down.”
Maddie was happy to oblige. She sprawled herself across the sofa, not pausing to arrange her flimsy sundress as it bunched up around her hips. She caught a glimpse of her thin, cotton panties between her thighs. She wondered if Kiko could see how wet the strip resting against her pussy was becoming at the thought of what he could do to her if he chose.
Pulling herself to standing, Maddie smiled at the shadows that had come to visit her. The men fell silent as they observed her, and even though she was blinded by the sudden light, Maddie could feel their eyes raking across her body. Her shoulders drew back, her hip popped ever-so-slightly; it was abundantly clear to Maddie that her currency in this strange place was her good looks, her nice body, her desire to be taken without asking questions. She knew that she was valuable, or else they wouldn’t have kept her here. Fine then, she thought, tossing a strand of hair behind her shoulder, let’s see how far this’ll get me.