by Astrid_de_Manyet
'he was her prisoner.. The prisoner of her legs, her arms, her muscles... the scent of her skin close to his nose and he was sweating and shaking and she was barely having to even strain at all.' That says it all! He was her prisoner, her slave if she wanted, and there was nothing he could do about it!
The sex of a vile bully lacking any depth hardly matters.
Trite storyline - where's the real erotic impact? In fact wouldn't mind seeing Astrid get bushwhacked by her male and/or female opponents to be broken and reduced to a cringeing submissive.......
Short and sweet, descriptive, sexy. I’m a scissor lover from way back and appreciate this lovely leggy story very much. Keep ‘em coming.