"Looking to buy a slave? Looking to sell one? Come to the place where sex slaves are traded and purchased without fear of the law. We have men, women, and mutants available. There are shops with all the latest toys and devices for your property. Come to the Central Hub, a place of Darkness and Desire."
Bethany is on a mission to the Central Hub. She must save her sister, who is kidnapped by slavers. However, there’s a problem, two actually. One is Clarin, the woman who’s going to break her into submission so they can get into the hub. The slave training is making her body hyperaware of the feeling she’s having for Clarin. The second is searching the huge spaceport filled with depraved and delicious masters while trying to pass for a submissive herself.
Can they find Bethany’s sister before she’s sold?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Clarin tried not to show how excited she was. Her core was creaming. Her nipples had hardened long ago. “Take off your panties.” Clarin held her breath, taking in the sight of Bethany bending over, pulling the white fabric down, and stepping from them. “Stand.” Bethany spread her legs, and Clarin nearly keeled over from yearning. There Bethany was, so totally naked, vulnerable, and looking like a freaking Goddess. She was beautiful. Beyond that no word could describe Bethany. She had a small landing strip of blonde hair and two pouty lower lips. It looked like they were wet. Was she excited by the training? Clarin dragged her hand down Bethany’s torso, stopping to circle her belly button. Her hand eased between Bethany’s legs. Clarin clenched her own thighs as her fingertips touched Bethany’s flesh. The virgin was indeed wet. Clarin slipped a finger into Bethany’s slit and eased a single finger inside her core. Delightful. Clarin pulled her finger out and brought it to her lips. “Clean it.”
Bethany opened her eyes, glanced at the finger, and then proceeded to lick Clarin’s finger. She hadn’t hesitated much. “Good. No waiting, no taking a breath. When an order is given, you obey.”
Bethany nodded and licked her bottom lip.
“Did you like the taste of yourself?”
She nodded slowly.
Clarin took the whip and placed the end against her nipple. One little flick of her wrist and the bright whip rasped across Bethany’s nipple. She cried out, although she didn’t back away. Clarin did the same to her other nipple, and this time she groaned. “Sit on the box.”
Bethany hurried to abide.
“Arms under breasts, legs spread wide, and ass on the edge.” As Clarin gave instructions, Bethany adjusted her position, and when she was done, she looked perfect. “Well, well. Don’t you look like a well-trained slave.” Clarin walked up to Bethany, flicking her hard nipple and caressing her cheek. Bethany was creaming. Clarin could see the moisture seep from between her legs, and it made her own core clench. Clarin took the whip to her thigh, quick and hard.
Bethany jerked, her lips parted to gasp, but she did not make a single sound.
“Excellent.” Clarin stroked her thigh, and her hand slid lower. She couldn’t seem to resist those pretty nether lips. Bethany’s eyes were wide, watching as Clarin pushed her finger inside. She jerked slightly when Clarin added another finger. Two digits piercing Bethany’s core. What Clarin wouldn’t give to have her tongue there, but a master did not please a slave. Such thoughts and actions would blow their cover on the mission. Clarin stood straight, pulled her shirt off, and revealed her breasts. They were about the same size as Bethany’s but slightly tanner. Clarin did have artificial sun on the ship. “I want you to suck my nipple.”
Bethany leaned forward, and without hesitation, she took the hard peak into her mouth.
Oh. My. Clarin couldn’t think as Bethany began to handle the sensitive skin. She started out timid, light, and then she began to suckle Clarin’s nipple in earnest. It felt wonderful, and Clarin closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation. “The other one.” Bethany switched, giving her breasts gratification and her body a boost in lust. Clarin opened her eyes to look at Bethany. The whip cracked down on her shoulder, and she cried out against Clarin’s nipple, but she continued sucking. Clarin took the sting to her thigh, right across the meaty part, and Bethany hissed out a breath. Clarin pulled away, her nipple tightening at the sudden lack of warmth. Her shoes were toed off instantly, and Clarin unbelted her pants. She used the whip again. First across Bethany’s torso then her breasts and finally her thighs. Each strike made Bethany jerk, and she seemed to cream more. Perhaps she was meant to be a submissive. Bethany sure as hell was good at it.
Clarin pulled her pants down, shrugging out of them until all she wore was a pair of black panties and a whip. This time Clarin moved closer, spread her legs slightly. “Lick me.”
Anna delved into lesbian stories at the insistence of her girlfriend and found the fit perfect!
She fell in love with the erotica genre the moment she read her first naughty novel. Anna invites you into her world of fantasy where anything is possible.
When she’s not writing she enjoys swimming, reading on the deck or trying to save her fish from her cat. (They have a love / hate relationship.)