John Minden - Arabella and the Rod Buch
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John Minden - Arabella and the Rod
An Olympia Pillow Book
Arabella and the Rod (Book 1)
Lady Arabella is sensuous, sexy and bored. By chance she discovers the thrill of submission, of the passion behind pain and sets out on a series of adventures, all with one aim: to bring her the heights of sexual fulfilment, no matter where and no matter with who she finds it!
From the book:
‘ ... The rod sank in with a gratifying thunk, then sprang clear of the indented flesh. Jenny gasped and Arabella realised that her shock was as great as her own at the first experience and then hissed through her teeth at the after pain.
Arabella let it build until she judged it at its peak and then delivered a second stroke, a little lower this time. A second angry red line appeared to chase its fore-runner in the race for height of welt and depth of hue, and Arabella waited for Jenny’s sibilant breath to tell her it was time to lay on another, again edging lower as her confidence increased. Three times more she repeated the process, keeping the lines close together now, a safe inch or so above the crease, but still in very tender territory.
Jenny took them bravely, once the shock of the first on her virgin arse had passed, and conceded no more than grunts and sharp intakes of breath. Arabella surrendered the rod and placed herself in position for her first full set of six. She was ready for them now and took them much as Jenny had. She was surprised to find that, contrary to what she had feared, the six, although agonising, were endurable. After watching Jenny’s performance she had reconciled herself to a drawn out battle of attrition, and instinctively yielded to the rod, accepting it rather than fighting it, letting the pain flow through her while she clung on so as not to be swept away by the red tide that engulfed her.
Arabella and the Rod (Book 1)
Lady Arabella is sensuous, sexy and bored. By chance she discovers the thrill of submission, of the passion behind pain and sets out on a series of adventures, all with one aim: to bring her the heights of sexual fulfilment, no matter where and no matter with who she finds it!
From the book:
‘ ... The rod sank in with a gratifying thunk, then sprang clear of the indented flesh. Jenny gasped and Arabella realised that her shock was as great as her own at the first experience and then hissed through her teeth at the after pain.
Arabella let it build until she judged it at its peak and then delivered a second stroke, a little lower this time. A second angry red line appeared to chase its fore-runner in the race for height of welt and depth of hue, and Arabella waited for Jenny’s sibilant breath to tell her it was time to lay on another, again edging lower as her confidence increased. Three times more she repeated the process, keeping the lines close together now, a safe inch or so above the crease, but still in very tender territory.
Jenny took them bravely, once the shock of the first on her virgin arse had passed, and conceded no more than grunts and sharp intakes of breath. Arabella surrendered the rod and placed herself in position for her first full set of six. She was ready for them now and took them much as Jenny had. She was surprised to find that, contrary to what she had feared, the six, although agonising, were endurable. After watching Jenny’s performance she had reconciled herself to a drawn out battle of attrition, and instinctively yielded to the rod, accepting it rather than fighting it, letting the pain flow through her while she clung on so as not to be swept away by the red tide that engulfed her.