Smardy Pants Book Blog: Bound by Bonnie Bliss

Blurb:
A single woman with a sexual longing and two homecoming marines.

The 4th of July and a long due homecoming sees Brad Cooper and his Marine buddy Kenny Curtis return. Millie Newton has always loved Brad, but was crushed when he enlisted. Now he’s back and she has no intention of letting him go without showing her true feelings. The block party provides the opportunity as this surprise threesome find themselves providing the fireworks in this hot BDSM story.

A hot nurse, a handsome fireman.

Halloween is here and it’s a stressful weekend for Fireman Tom Newton. With the promise of a Halloween Play Party things seem to be picking up. Lucy, an overworked nurse is ready for some time off. She steps into a mess when her best friend, Millie gets them invites to Robert’s Halloween Play Party. Tom and Lucy both have desires on each other but neither are aware. Can Robert and Millie bring this destined couple together and will it run smoothly. Will true love blossom, will the Master get his slave?”

A lost memory and a harbored secret; can bondage find true love.

Wounded and depressed, lying in a hospital, Kenny Curtis has given up on ever finding happiness. Sacrificing a threesome lifestyle with his best friend Brad and Millie so they can be together, Kenny is now alone at Christmas. Lindsey has needs of her own, a sub, a slave, she wants what Kenny has to offer. However an incident in their past threatens to spoil everything. Can the spirit of Christmas pull them together long enough for them to see that they belong as one? Or will Lindsey desert and ruin her best chance?

**Note: This title contains adult content and should not be read by readers under the age of 18. The titles in his bundle have been previously released as Bondage on the 4th of July, Halloween Submission, and A Slave for Christmas. The entire series has been reedited for rerelease. You can still purchase these titles individually.**

Excerpt:

Tom took hold of her soft hand, her fingers wrapped gently in his palm. He flicked the light on and carefully led her down the stairs. There was warmth about her. Something made him feel good inside as he reached the bottom. The room lights flickered on. Tom couldn’t help but grin at the dungeon. The black couch rested against the back wall. A large fridge stood a couple of feet to its left.

“Shall we sit a while?” Tom asked her.

“Yes, I need to rest a little.”

“Make yourself comfortable, can I get you another drink of water?”

“Please.”

“Call me Sir.”

“Please, Sir.” Tom walked to the fridge and pulled out a cold bottle and twisted the cap. He returned to the couch. His heart started to pump faster. The sight of his new kitten friend aroused him. She was gorgeous. The scent flowing from her body seemed to target his nostrils. He felt almost faint as he sat beside her. She had a spell on him.

“Sit on my lap, kitty cat.” He patted his thigh and watched as she shuffled across. Her body was light, her flesh warm. He rested his hand on her back and looked at her. There was a distinct sense that he had met her before. She knew him. That was certain. The bottle came up and he put it to her lips.

“Sip. You’ve just downed a whole bottle.” She emptied a quarter of the bottle in a few seconds, sipping it. “Good girl.”

“Thank you, Sir.” The smile almost melted his heart. Then she lowered her eyes, taking the submissive pose.

“Have you and I done a scene before?”

“Not that I’m aware, Sir.”

Her ass pressed down on his groin, Tom could feel himself stiffening against her buttocks.

“So, do you always get distracted when a Dom spanks you?”

“I’m sorry Sir, I don’t understand.”

“All the time the Dom spanked you, you looked at me. Or at least you kept looking my way.”

“I don’t remember.”

“Is your ass sore?”

“A little. Yes, Sir.”

Tom smiled as she took another sip. It was obvious she had plenty of expertise at being a submissive. It came naturally. The way she called him ‘Sir’ after every sentence; the way she sat with her submissive posture. Tom glanced over at the far wall, completely mirrored. He watched her, watched her responses.

“Stand up, bend over, place your hands on your knees, and face the mirror.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Tom took the bottle from her and placed it on the floor. She got up. He admired her figure, the sexy cat costume. Stockings turned him on and she made him wet. The strain was intense. His cock felt imprisoned in the tight leather.

Leaning forward, following exactly the orders he gave, she presented herself to him. Tom sat a moment, looking, not touching.

“You have a pretty ass, kitty cat. It’s nice and rosy.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Tom sat up and leaned, reaching out. Slowly he slipped his fingers under the rim of her shorts and pulled them. Her soft smooth buttocks were exposed. The red tinge clearly ached as she flinched slightly. Tom pulled the shorts down all the way to her shoes, leaving them puddled at her feet.

“Step out of your shorts and spread your feet for me.”

“Yes, Sir.” No sooner had he said it and it was done.

“Have you got limits?”

“What do you mean?”

“Pain thresholds. Do you like pain?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“How about anal?”

“Yes, Sir. I love anal.” The more she spoke, the more he dripped pre-cum. He would have to move soon.

“Would you like my cock in your anus, kitty cat?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Would you like my cock in your pussy?”

“Yes, Sir.”

About the Author:

Bonnie Bliss is not just a willing submissive, but she is a wife and a mother. By day, she is a busy, stay at home mother. At night, she is a sultry storyteller. Her tastes go towards the dark and the extreme. She loves to twist up fairy tales and sweet stories we all know and love. Her lust for Dominance and submission has taken her into the dark inner workings of Sadomasochism.

Bonnie is a native of Southern California, and says that everything in the Katy Perry song, California Girls is totally accurate. She has done everything from waitressing, customer service phone rep., Corporate Real Estate, and spent a pretty impressive part of her life working for the Disney Corporation—including as a Disney Princess. When she’s not writing, she is ordering too many custom bows for her daughter, baking the best cupcakes in the world, going to Disneyland, laying on a beach, and sometimes playing hockey for release.

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