A collection of five erotic stories with mixed, sexually explicit themes including bondage, voyeurism and sex with a stranger.
In The Saddle by Primula Bond
Invited to spend a weekend in the country by a man she barely knows, inveterate townie Angela knows it’s going to be a complete disaster, until she finds the estate’s tack room. Aroused by the scent of leather, she can’t resist lewdly riding a saddle like it’s a bucking bronco – only to be caught trespassing by a stable hand intent on punishing her for her naughty behaviour.
La Cage Aux Folles by Kaycie Wolfe
Sex therapist Merril helps other people mend their lives, but her own needs more than a little work. Escaping from the cage of her failing marriage seems like the ideal solution to all her problems, but not before she’s dealt with her self-absorbed, cheating husband in a highly appropriate fashion.
Travel Broadens The Mind by Kirsten Schubinski
The bus journey took her through rebel country, where kidnappings are rife. She never believed it could happen to her; now here she is, chained in a cell and being looked after by a jailer she has never seen. How will she react when he starts to treat her as a lover, rather than a captive?
After Hours by Kristina Wright
Natalie’s had a rough week at work, and Ryan is sure the way to relieve her stress is with sex on his office desk. Initially afraid they’ll get caught in the act, Natalie soon relaxes into the moment – then Ryan produces a length of rope so he can tie her in place...
Under The Oak by Penelope Friday
Head girl Ella meets her horny, self-assured classmate Jamie under the oak tree. It’s not long before she discovers he knows exactly how to knot a school tie, leaving her fastened to the tree with her bottom bared for a spanking, in an erotic game that twists and turns to a deliciously unexpected conclusion.
These stories have also been published in Tie Me Up ISBN 9781905170944
I stomped grumpily into the nearest shelter while I decided what to do. Instantly my nostrils pricked with pleasure. The place was suffused with my favourite smell. Leather. The room was lined with gleaming saddles and bridles, shiny metallic buckles and snaffle bits, belts and harnesses and whips.
And in the darkest corner sat a huge Wild West style saddle strapped to a kind of wooden bucking bronco. It was big and wide as an armchair. It had a huge, ornate pommel rearing up in front. That’s for people like Clint Eastwood to idly rest their hands. I glanced out of the window. I was in the middle of nowhere. I looked back at the saddle. God, it looked so comfortable. I walked over the wooden floor, scuffing up sawdust, climbed aboard the wooden horse and swung my leg over the saddle. The flat leather seat felt warm as an animal.
I wriggled into place, hemmed in by the high back and the fat pommel as if I was about to ride into battle. Now I was astride it, my legs spread wide to get comfortable, my skirt stretched taught over the tops of my thighs, my knickers pressing on the wide seat. No wonder cowboys had bandy legs. If I pressed downwards, my pussy squashed against the leather, spreading the puffy lips open. Just flimsy pink silk separating them from the musky saddle. Think of all the bottoms, mostly male, that had straddled this seat. The soft balls hiding inside those button flies, the cocks resting there, safe from the chafing.
I moved slightly, and the headless bronco dipped forwards, tipped back, started rocking. A kind of grown-up’s rocking horse! My legs were flopping about, feet dangling in the air, but I didn’t want to stop. My cunt quivered faintly with the motion. The leather was heating up under me, as if I really was astride a sweaty mount, and it creaked as if speaking.
Outside, the wind rattled the stable doors and knocked over a bucket, but there was no one else here. Well, those lanky girls might come trotting back any minute. That oaf sweeping the yard was probably long gone. I glanced out of the window, imagined his dark, sardonic (or was that satanic?) face staring in at me, grasping his broom or whatever between big, dirty hands.
