Saturday, October 3, 2015

A Cuck In Hand Part One

The start of a new series! If you’re into cuckolding, male chastity, femdom, cheating spouses, or all of the above, A Cuck In Hand is for you. Part One is currently up for sale at Smashwords, Amazon, and everywhere else fine ebook erotica is sold. Parts Two through Four will be released over the month of October (with a brief pause in the middle for a new Grace Vilmont story); the big finale comes (giggle) on Halloween Eve.

So, for those of you whose cocks aren’t locked away by your keyholder, get ready for some one-handed reading.
Sam’s has a problem with masturbation; he does it too much. When his wife is finally at the end of her rope because of his habits, only one solution presents itself to them. Judy puts Sam into enforced chastity. What they don’t expect is how much chastity energizes their sex life to the point where Judy starts looking elsewhere to have her needs met…

This is a 10,000 word novella intended for adult audiences. Part one of four.

Content warning: features cuckolding, cheating spouses, graphic sex, enforced male chastity, dominant female-submissive male roles, BDSM themes, strong language, erotic situations not all members of the public will enjoy, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

“Do you think you might want to take it off?” He asked this is his softest voice right before kissing her.

Judy smiled at him and reached down to grip the plastic device keeping him under control. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she asked.

“Uh-huh. But it would be for you, not me. I promise.”

“I know,” she agreed and squeezed him hard. His eyes went wide and then wider still when she squeezed even tighter. “I know you won’t because it’s not coming off. And I bet this really hurts and you’d wish I’d let go and you regret asking me and you won’t be able to perform tonight anyway because of it, right?”

“Right,” he gasped weakly.

Judy let go and he groaned in pain. “Don’t ask again.”

“Sorry,” he panted. “It just hurts.”

“It’s supposed to hurt,” she told him. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

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