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Her Master’s Slut by Duncan Cusic

Successful business owner Robin Miranda is a sister, wife and mother with intense sexual desires. When a one-night stand turns her on to an internet dating site, she hooks up with Thick Rod and becomes his online slave. He ignites the hidden fantasies she craves and she wants more. Given a choice between showing her face on the web and her fear of loneliness, she releases the blindfold, which will change her life forever. When the telephone rings, she becomes a real-time slave to both men and women.

Eventually, her husband divorces her, she loses the company her daddy built and Randy, her son’s best friend, becomes her keeper. From the cargo hold of a navy blue van, men buy her on the street. She has sex with women, makes pornographic movies, suffers unconscionable emotional trauma and is reborn. What secret controls her destiny? What mysteries hide in her closet? Will Thick Rod and her real life addiction destroy her?

Her Master’s Slut explores masochistic desire, discipline, and mental servitude, with graphic scenes of body modification, bondage, harsh punishment, oral and anal sex, m/m, multiple partners and BDSM. From early sexual adventures, through extra martial trysts, can the control of Thick Rod bring Robin happiness?

Artist Credit

Cover Art quadshock – Shutterstock.com

Publish Date

2/22/2019

Page Count

216

Word Count

43791

Excerpt

Her god was big and strong and handsome and his cock reached depths she thought unreachable. With pain she thought unbearable, like a horse’s kick it consumed her breath, and forced her eyes to engage his. In a night without stars, they were the most fearsome eyes she had even seen. Why hadn’t she noticed those eyes before? “My god you’re so big,” she whimpered. “I can’t take any more.”

“Sure you can, honey…” He pulled her wrists above her head, “A girl like you—so wet—shaking your ass at us, begging to get fucked.”

“Please pull out…”

He snorted and penetrated deeper. “I wanted to be last after my friends loosened you up, but you wouldn’t have it.”

She had had cock before, plenty of cocks she guessed but never a cock like this. “AAAHHH,” she moaned. “Sweet Jesus you’re big.”

He arose on his elbows, called her “CUNT” and pounded his cock faster through the folds of her flesh like a battling ram.

“Please kiss me,” she begged. “Will you at least kiss me?”

“Are you worth kissing?”

“I want to be,” she groaned as beach sand flew in all directions and no-see-um fleas chewed her skin. Horrified by her perversion, the question of worth stuck unmoving in her mind.

“Ask me again!”

“Please kiss me…”

“Will you be a good fuck for my friends?”

She could have lain on her back beneath her god forever, could have serviced his cock throughout time. “I promise,” she sobbed, her hot tears draining down her chin like corrosion.

Her god gathered steam. He fucked her hard, fucked her quick, licked her face, and bit her neck. He ravished her pelvic split, jackknifed her female spread, and rode her thighs like a mule. “Whatever they want…?”

“I promise,” she convulsed.

He kissed her then, deep and ethereal. “Something to get you through,” he teased before tapping her womb with his own fertilizer and rolling away.

She felt his weight lessen and watched him bend. She saw him collect his swim trunks and felt their mixture leaking down her legs. “Who’s next,” she heard him yell.

Next was his friend, the facsimile. She watched him remove his, dark as night, swim trunks, sighed as his cock sprung forth, and gasp as he climbed aboard. “I told him you were hot for it. A whore in the making, I told him. Move that ass, girl,” he yelled. “Fuck me back, or I’ll thrash your butt.”

The girl groaned and her body caught speed.

Swim trunks up… swim trunks down. The facsimile rolled off, and another rolled on.

The boy from Minnesota, the one she had teased earlier by the bonfire, had her next. “Dirty slut,” he shouted when he came.

The girl heard another “next.” She was beyond caring who she was, or what she was, or what she would become by then, the disgraceful word corrupting her mind like a devil’s toxin.

Another put her on hands and knees like a dog and made her bark.

Then she was doubled. A short skinny dick found her pussy while a long skinny dick used her mouth. She screamed when a third dick lambasted her anus with pain. “Make my friends happy,” her god had told her. If I’m anything, I’m a real good fuck she thought as her over flowing swamp was once again filled with a gigantic thickness.

“First and last,” he had promised. She began ferociously to fuck him. “You can hurt me if you want too,” she cried a moment before her god and the world disappeared.

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