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66 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 10, 2013
There was simply no denying it the way his gaze commanded all he surveyed: frozen bagels, frozen French fries, bags of frozen berries -- even the containers of orang juice concentrate. Nothing intimidated him.
And now… the frozen burritos.
OH MY GOD. He's a Dominant. Of course he is. The flip-flops. The growl. But is he growling at ME? And how can he possibly know I'm a lusty submissive?
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The outline of his flaccid cock hidden somewhere deep within the folds of his baggy pants signaled his intense desire for her submission, as did the way he idly scratched his belly, looking past her at… the burritos.
Spanky's Dungeon was packed. It was the usual crowd. about thirty-five submissive females, all standing agains the walls, yearning to submit to a Dom. But there were no Doms. Not a one.
"Please, Sir, I know you are so very busy, relaxing on the sofa with your soda pop here, but could find it in your busy black heart to whip or spank my ass for just… five minutes? Perhaps? At any point this evening? If it's not too burdensome, I mean, and too disruptive of your busy evening, and if you find me pleasing in any way? I will pay you. A hundred dollars for five minutes? Two hundred? Five? OK, a thousand."
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"Silly slut! Be gone!" he snapped. "I'm busy! Sign up sheet! In the hall! Might be able to get to you for a few minutes next September."
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…she stammered, still afraid to meet his dark, tormented gaze. So dark. Like black, but not quite that dark. But dark enough. And super tormented.
Tara knew that as an author she was not allowed to respond to criticism, even when it was outlandish and the person couldn't spell or be at all coherent. Even when the person was tossing out non sequiturs and making no logical sense whatsoever. A good author was supposed to to turn the other cheek and not respond in any way.Ouch!
"Yes yes you're quite right, bloated gasbag. I do see your point." "Absolutely, Your Gasbaggedness. I am but a pitiful English-major who's papers are on reserve in the libraries of journalism schools to show graduate students samples of outstanding writing. I only got 780 on the English portion of the SAT. You are so very right to condemn my laughable writing skills with your obviously superior knowledge of writing, no doubt due to your lifelong habit of -- what was it again? -- oh yes -- doing some of the TV Guide crossword puzzle in ink."Other that the last bit, the story was great and very funny. I recommend to those who enjoy a good parody.(I think couple of commas are missing here)