Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
I don’t deny it, just shrug. “I still find it horny now, so who cares?”
She holds her hands up. “Fine, cool. I’ll stop harping on about it.”
It is brilliant to be cared for so much, by such a superstar as Ebony, but I’m not lying to her in the slightest. I am still horny for everything on the list. I went through every single item with purpose. Connor and I barely played genuine BDSM once we moved to London, and I miss it. Subspace was always one of my favourites, and people who want it enough to pay for it are going to be serious about it. They’re going to know what they’re doing.
If anything, they’re going to be a lot safer than Connor when they’re in command. They’re going to know the setup they want, and how to reach it. And if there were any deviations… any complaints, they’d be right off the system.
“Better start checking your proposals, hadn’t you?” Eb says, and she’s back to her regular smile now, motherly speech over.
“Don’t worry. I’m refreshing on loop.”
In the meantime, I show her my new shoes and clothes, bragging about how I even treated myself to a burger meal. She shows me her new manicured nails, and some lovely new pearl drop earrings one of her clients bought her as an extra present last night. They must have cost a small fortune.
I’m distracted, but still clicking refresh every thirty seconds. I try not to panic, because it’s still only mid-afternoon, but boy, I breathe a sigh of relief when my first starred proposal pings through.
“Here it comes!” I tell Eb, but my excitement is deflated as soon as I scan through the contents.
Basic flogging while bound, then being fucked from behind. £500.
“That’s alright,” Eb says. “A solid start.”
“Don’t get me wrong, that’s fine,” I reply. “But I want more…”
Another one comes in a few minutes later. Flogging and crop on the ass, over a flogging bench, with oral and anal. £700. Again, cool and fine, but I want something exciting, something extreme, something that will have me out of my mind with trepidation. And excitement.
Then it comes in.
User 109. Male. 40.
I read the rest of the proposal out to Eb.
“I like extreme BDSM, especially with newbies who are fresh to the scene. I have a dungeon set up at my home address, with a variety of equipment including a St Andrew’s cross, a bench, rack, shackles and gym horse. I love variety, and love reading a scene.
You have tits built for bondage and pain, so that would be a must on my list. I love pussy torture, so that would also be a must. Stretching and clamps a necessity.
I will use crops, paddles and whips, and I’ll leave extreme purple bruising on your ass, and both your outer and inner thighs. I’ll leave light lashes on your back and ribs, and bruising on your tits.
You’ll be gagged at points, bound at plenty of points, and I may push you hard enough for tears. However, I do use additional toys to keep pleasure levels high as well as pain.
My dungeon is soundproofed, so there is no need to worry about noise.
I like my submissives naked and ready to use from the moment they arrive in the dungeon.
Duration – 8 hours.
Proposal price – £10000.
10k????
I’m sure he must have put an extra nought on there by mistake, but Ebony shakes her head.
“Nope. Sounds about right. What’s his User number? We should check him out.”
My gut twists at that, because I don’t want to. Knowing anything about User 109 before I turn up at his dungeon will only put presets in my mind. I want to be fresh, unprepared and scared shitless. I want to be the newbie he wants.
I shake my head. “I don’t want to check him out first.”
She widens her eyes. “Are you mental? He wants eight hours of BDSM with you.”
“Yeah, and he’s told me what he wants. I can handle that.”
“At least see what his preferences really are from the threads,” she says, but I’m grinning, shaking my head, summoning back the confidence I had from last night – getting punished for fucking a stranger’s husband.
I’m gaining my confidence, and this proposal will be one at the top of the tree. If I can get through the nerves and come out battered and bruised with another five-star review under my belt, then that’s a whole new world.
Ebony sighs. “There’s no reasoning with you today. Whoever those clients were last night, they’ve definitely ramped up your horniness levels.”
“They sure did. So has the idea of a 10k proposal in my inbox.”
She shoots me a side eye at that. “You’d have done it for much less than five figures.”
“May have done.”
She tosses one of Jamie’s cute little stuffed toys at the screen with a giggle. “God, Ella, you’re so transparent. You’d have done it for a tenner, let alone ten grand, the mood you’re in today.”