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Chapter 176 ***

Author: DT Jones
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The torture continued for several moments before he leaned down and licked the sensitive tip of her breasts, making her growl softly with the mixture of pain and pleasure. With a sly grin, he returned to the foot of the bed and glanced up at her flushed face as he picked up the blue rabbit and turned it on, holding it up for her to see. Sandra bit her bottom lip again as he began to caress her labia with his warm hand, her flesh still sensitized by his tickling. The tip of the vibrator pressed against her moist opening and he slowly pushed forward a little further, bending over and running his hot, wet tongue along the lips of her vagina.

“Delightful,” he whispered, spreading her labia with his fingers and licking her swollen clitoris.

Sandra moaned, closing her eyes as he picked up the speed of his tongue, biting and sucking the small bud until she tried to arch her back. Quickly, he thrust the vibrator deep into her, positioning the bunny ears around her clitoris and turned the swi
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    Creighton obeyed, slapping the crop against her swollen clitoris once, twice, three times until he knew she was lost. She screamed out his name, feeling the sensation of her climax radiate over her, the heat of release traveling through her veins. When the leather struck her a fourth time, she found the strength to arch her back against the cuffs and cried out, a savage sound echoed through the room and she held tight to the vibrator inside her. Her body shook, her limbs pulling at the cuffs as Creighton slapped her one last time and watched as she writhed beneath his assault, her body convulsing against her climax.He reached between her legs and switched the rabbit off, but left it positioned inside her, allowing her to slowly radiate down. After a few long seconds, she laid back gasping for air, her tongue licking her dry lips. She briefly registered the sound of the door opening and his feet padding down the hall but could not form a full thought as of yet. A few moments later th

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 178 **

    A few moments later he unfastened the restraints and collapsed beside her on the bed, embraced in each other’s arms, panting and sweating, completely spent from the events of the evening. It had been more passionate, more demanding than it had been since their wedding night and her bottom stung from the spanking. Her breasts were sore, and she felt like she had been ridden for days.“Like it?” he asked her softly, his breath warming her ear and she nodded, causing him to smile in response.“I like everything you do to me. You have a very vivid imagination, for a perverted deviant.”“And I have a lot of ideas my love. We have only scratched the surface of playing.” Sandra grinned then yawned, snuggling closer to his chest.“Tired?” he asked her, watching her nod her head. “I should have taken a nap so I could keep up with you,” she told him followed by another yawn. Creighton reached down to the foot of the bed and pulled the blanket up across them.“You more than kept up with me. Sle

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    “They suspect that she was killed around ten years ago, but they are still doing their examinations.”“Miriam’s father was in Germany ten years ago, wasn’t he?” Creighton nodded in answer. “Then he couldn’t have been the killer.”“Ten years ago, the old man left Germany for several days. He claimed he was in Paris to see Miriam, but until she clarifies that, we have nothing more to go on.”“What about the other bodies? Is there any news on them?”“Not yet, but forensics told Andrew they all look to have been buried between ten and fifteen years ago.”“You need to call Miriam,” Sandra said sternly. “We need some answers before we go back to England.”“This is not how I planned on spending our honeymoon,” he snapped as he stood up and paced the floor to the window.“Since it’s still raining, we can’t go camping and you said yourself we can’t use the Tornado.” She walked up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist and laying her cheek against his strong back. “It’s been a wonderful

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    As predicted, Sandra awoke the next morning to find herself spotting. The rain before the storm. It wasn’t exactly what she wanted but at least she understood her frustration and aggravation lately. It also explained why their wedding night had been so emotional. PMS was never one of her friends. Two weeks of hell for two weeks of sanity. Somehow it never seemed like a fair trade.Creighton watched her over their breakfast as she finished reading Miriam’s book and set it aside. His eyes scanning her face as though he was trying to memorize every detail. When she looked up and caught him staring, she smiled.“How was the rest of the book?” he asked, pushing the empty plate of crepes aside.“It was good. I mean in a demented, perverted sort of way. There wasn’t anything else about her family though.”“So, talking to her is going to be necessary after all.”“I suppose, but you already made arrangements to meet with her. You can’t back out now.”“I suppose not,” he said, looking down at t

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    “I wonder how she got it,” Sandra said quietly. “I mean, it looks old and rather expensive, even for a doctor.”“Well, let’s find out. There she is.” Creighton nodded toward the door that opened and the attractive blonde stepped out, followed by the young brunette they had seen in Paris at the book signing. He walked around to the passenger side, holding the door open for his bride then took her hand and smiled at the women who waited for them by the entrance.“I’m so happy to see you again,” Miriam said, true enthusiasm echoed in her voice as she held her arms out for Creighton, who quickly hugged her in return. “Miriam, you remember Sandra,” he introduced them, pulling his wife to his side.“Of course, who could ever forget such a lovely lady,” she said shaking Sandra’s hand. “This is Juliet Harmon,” she said turning to the dark-haired woman who waited patiently for the reunion to end. “Julie is my manager, my agent and my lover. Darling, this is Creighton Ashford, I’ve told you a

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    “I will allow them private sessions, but it is important to have the first and last encounters recorded for teaching. Remember, my clients are patients. They are here for specific reasons, so it is not a brothel. They have come to me for help and that is what I am doing. Helping them save their relationships, their marriages, in some cases even their own sanity.” She walked to the door and touched the switches.“The cameras are controlled with the light switch over here,” she told them pointing at the two separate switches. One was white, the other tan.“The white one is for both camera and speakers while the tan one is for privacy, a light only. When the white one is on, I can record it in my office as well. It helps for their therapy sessions.”“I read your book,” Sandra admitted. “I found it very interesting, especially chapter four.” Miriam laughed out loud, bringing the eyes of Creighton and Juliet to her.“Ah yes, my hayloft days,” she said smiling at the soft blush on Creighton

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    “Your father asked that you not be informed,” Juliet admitted with a soft coloring of her cheeks. “He was trying to protect you.”“Bloody damn hell,” she said, anger quickly replacing the shock. “I had a right to know this. What happened? When did he try to kill you?” Creighton began his story again, explaining how her cousin had asked for a job and how he had fired him when he learned of the thefts. Sandra watched her pale again when Creighton told her how he had come to his office and shot him three times and how he was sent to prison.“Konrad was mental, that’s for certain, but I would never have assumed he could do something like that.” Miriam looked sickened as she placed her forehead in her hand and closed her eyes.“Where was he, Miriam?” Sandra asked gently, almost motherly. Miriam drew a deep breath and looked up, focusing her blue eyes on Sandra, but not really seeing her. “Konrad had been sent back to Germany a couple of weeks before Mrs. Stone showed up at the house,”

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 184

    She walked into the office across the hall and returned a moment later, a brown wrapped box the size of a small fat pizza box in her hand.“A gift to the newlyweds,” Miriam said with a wink. Creighton smiled as Sandra blushed again, fighting the urge to giggle like a schoolgirl.“Thank you,” he told her, taking the package and winking to Sandra. “I’m sure we’ll find it interesting.” All three laughed and Sandra smiled, certain her face would never again be normal.They left the house and climbed into the sleek black Mercedes, waving to the two who watched their departure from the step. Creighton pulled back down the cobblestone path, glancing in the rear-view mirror at the women who returned inside the house and closed the doors.Their visit left him with more questions than answers and he was quickly becoming irritated with the delay in information. He wanted to start his life with Sandra and wanted this to end so they could move forward without the clouds of his past hanging over

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