Thursday Tasters - 27 March: Beauty's Beast

It's Thursday and time for some awesome writers to give a short taster of their amazing work. It can be something from  a WIP or completed work. So please show some love by reading and leave commenting on their work. It helps and encourages each writer so much. This week's taster from me excerpt is another from my WIP Beauty's Beast which is A naughty fairytale Enjoy

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Here Beauty is having dinner with the Beast

There was a large spread of food, and yet Rosie found it barely edible. She kept  thinking about if her Father was all right and could not enjoy it. Plus she could feel his eyes burning watching her, and  tried desperately not to look up.  Also he lacked good table manners which put her off. Therefore Rosie ate in silence and very little.

After the meal was over and plates taken away, he led her out and along a corridor to the rear of the building where there was a locked room. Pausing here, he ran his hand along her shoulders making goose pimples rise on the back of Rosie’s neck and an ice cold shiver run down her spine. For some inexplicable reason she also felt a tingle between her thighs.

The ugly stern look had returned to his face He almost growled as he spoke to her. “This is important Rosie. While you are here you must always do as I say and always call me Master, for that is who I am. That way you will keep me happy. Oh and one other thing. Nobody is allowed in here without me. You will be good, won’t you Rosie?”

The question felt like more of a challenge to Rosie, who nodded, wondering if he was trying to strike fear in her. Yet she could not help but admire his arrogance, even if his tones were abrupt. She watched him open the door with a large brass key, wondering why the secrecy.

She was also surprised at what she saw. The room was dimly lit and the windows were small  To one side stood a large brass bed, and elsewhere there stood a desk like table with drawers and two chairs. 

In a corner on the floor, with legs crossed and head on her knees, a woman sat silent, as if waiting for something.

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Thursday Tasters - 20 March: Beauty's Beast

It's Thursday and time for some awesome writers to give a short taster of their amazing work. It can be a WIP or completed work. So please show some love and leave a comment on their work. It helps and encourages each writer. This week's excerpt is from my WIP Beauty's Beast. A naughty fairytale Enjoy


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The butler spoke again however, ruining her train of thought. “The Master is waiting.” He pointed to a room. 

Rosie entered the room to which he indicated at, that had a partially opened door, as if awaiting her arrival.She looked around admiring the room. Dark oak panels gave the room a regal feel, and purple brocade velvet curtains were tied back at the tall windows. A large, patterned rug lay in the centre of the room. At the far end was a wooden mantle, but no fire was lit. Here, a man in a dark suit stood silent, with hands behind his body and legs slightly apart, looking into a mirror.

The man was at least six foot, broad shouldered and the suit fitted his medium proportions excellently. Rosie’s main observation about him that excited her, even though she could only see him from the rear was the beautiful dark brown coloured shaven head. She longed for him to turn around, so she could see his face.

Suddenly the man spoke words in rich chocolate deep tones that seemed to trickle through Rosie and made her wobble slightly. But he did not turn around which infuriated her.

“Sit down Rosie, and tell me what you are doing here.”

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Thursday Tasters - 13 March 2014: Beauty's Beast

It's Thursday and time for some awesome writers to give a short taster of their amazing work. It can be a WIP or completed work. So please show some love and leave a comment on their work. It helps and encourages each writer. This week my excerpt is from a WIP Beauty's Beast. A naughty fairytale Enjoy

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“Somebody’s moved into the old house.” Mr Briar, a short man in his fifties smiled cheerily as he tried to get the attention of his slender twenty year old daughter across the kitchen table where they were both sat. “Rosie, did you hear what I said?”

“Sorry Dad.” Rosie took her nose out of the book she was reading to look at her father. I was just at a good bit,” she laughed. She put the book away out of his sight. She did not want her father finding out what she liked to read.

“I was just telling you that someone has moved into the old house. I saw a couple of vans outside it yesterday. You never know, it might be a friend for you.” Mr Briar felt his daughter spent far too much time at home with her books and ought to get out more, but she seemed happy enough.

Rosie laughed, twirling a few strands of her long dark hair between her fingers. Her blue eyes sparkled like sapphires.“Are you trying to tell me something? I’m happy here, and not ready for any relationship yet. Besides, who’d take care of you?”

“I’m not an invalid yet,” he quipped, his virtually bald head shaking in dismay. “And you have your life ahead of you. I just thought it would be interesting to find out who’s there.”

Rosie’s red lips broadened into a smile. “Okay Dad, I’ll take a walk by there later and see what I can find out. Now then ... more tea?”
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Thursday Tasters - 6 March: Extra Lessons

It's Thursday and time for some awesome writers to give a short taster of their amazing work. It can be a WIP or completed work. So please show some love and leave a comment on their work. It helps and encourages each writer. This week my excerpt is from the WIP called Extra Lessons. Enjoy

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Kyla, a university student who has just seen her room mate off on a train goes into town. When the rain starts she goes into a cafe, and buys coffee and some chocolate. She sits with some other students, not realizing that one of them, Ricky, fancies her with a passion.

Ricky had never been this close to her before.‭ ‬Sure,‭ ‬he’d sat near Kyla in study class,‭ ‬all those times when he had a book strategically placed on his lap in order to hide a raging hard on,‭ ‬just like he had now.

Ricky’s finger brushed Kyla’s cheek as his mind wandered back to the times when he dreamed of being with her.‭ ‬He thought how when he was alone in his room,‭ ‬he would let his feelings out,‭ ‬with stretched sculpted body out naked on the sheet,‭ ‬while he slowly stroked his rigid cock.‭ 

Suddenly he realized Kyla was looking at him in a strange fashion.‭ ‬She spoke to him but he did not comprehend at first.

‭ “‬Hey there dreamer‭ …” ‬she finally got through.‭ “‬Put your hand down.‭”

Ricky laughed as he put his hand down.‭ “‬Sorry,‭ ‬I was lost in a world of my own.‭” 

“You sure were.‭” ‬Kyla picked up her cup again and drank the remaining coffee.‭ ‬She suddenly noticed Ricky’s friends had gone.‭ “‬Your friends never said goodbye.‭”

“Ha,‭ ‬they can be like that sometimes.‭ ‬I will catch up with them another time.‭ ‬I’m keeping you company for now.‭” ‬At least that was what Ricky was kidding himself.

Kyla idly picked up the chocolate as she watched pearls of rain trickle down the windowpanes.‭ ‬Suddenly,‭ ‬she felt a flutter in her stomach.‭ ‬Standing outside,‭ ‬sheltering under the canopy was Professor Cordon.‭ ‬Kyla had missed seeing him on campus and attending his study groups.‭ ‬Her mind went back to an afternoon in April,‭ ‬when she had stayed behind after class for the unexpected lesson.‭ 

He paused now,‭ ‬outside,‭ ‬obviously waiting for the rain to pass and Kyla’s gaze never left him.‭ ‬Her eyes glazed over as she watched,‭ ‬going into a dream.‭ ‬She never put the chocolate down but continued to suck.‭ ‬Her fingers went around it just as she had held his hardness.‭ ‬The bar went in and out of her mouth slowly,‭ ‬as though she was giving the Professor a blow job,‭ ‬feeling the hard fleshy ridges of his cock,‭ ‬rubbing against the inner walls of her mouth.‭ ‬All traces of the lipstick had disappeared as melted chocolate dribbled over her bottom lip and down her chin.‭  

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