Heather and the Pain (The Hot Wife's Rough Bondage Experience): A Tale of Bondage, Spanking, Domination, and Awakening (Heather Bound Book 4)

The boundaries between pain and pleasure are disappearing and Heather doesn’t understand how her body can rebel against her torment but also desperately want more. Nothing make sense. Nothing makes sense except the terrible pain Master Robert inflicts and the wonderful pleasure that seems to come from endurance. How will she survive? How will she ever be normal again? How will she face her marriage after all of the excitement?

And how the hell did anyone ever come up with the idea of nipple clamps?

This story is intended only for mature readers who are legally able to download and view explicit sexual content. It includes rough sex, bondage, domination, submission, oral sex, whips, nipple clamps, rough deepthroat, semen swallowing, and more. Please note: this is a fantasy and not a how to guide. In a real BDSM situation, safeguards are necessary and essential.

The HEATHER BOUND series:
Meet Heather, a lonely wife who misses her husband desperately. He’s utterly oblivious to her pain and she finds herself drawn to a stranger she meets online. Before she thinks, she’s caught up in a world of bondage, domination, excruciating pain, and astounding pleasure. Will her marriage survive? Hell, will she? Look for all five tales in the HEATHER BOUND series from Laci Evans to find out!

Here is a peek at HEATHER AND THE PAIN:

She could hear Robert’s breathing but he hadn’t spoken since he’d given her permission to cum and started spanking her. She didn’t know if it had been ten minutes or thirty. She wanted to speak, to reassure herself of his presence but she was afraid to. She realized she was more afraid of the pleasure that would result from a misstep than of the pain.
Jesus! Her ass hurt. It really, really hurt.
Safe words. They had them. Didn’t they? Why the hell couldn’t she think right now? They’d talked about them and she’d come up with one and she couldn’t remember it now. Fuck. They did come up with one, didn’t they? She felt weak from the pain and now weak from confusion and fear. What was she supposed to do if she couldn’t take what came next if she couldn’t remember the safe word? She almost laughed. The spanking had been brutal, evil. She hadn’t thought of safe words at all. It had never occurred to her to think of them.
She drew in breath sharply when she felt Robert’s hand on her thigh. He pulled her body by her thigh, and she winced as he did. What the hell was she supposed to do if he started spanking her again?
Safe word.
Safe word.
Safe.
Word.
He didn’t spank her.
Instead, she felt his lips against her cunt, kissing gently, and she realized she was dripping wet. The contradiction amazed her. Her ass hurt like hell. It wasn’t sore. It wasn’t warm. It hurt. It hurt like hell and it would likely hurt for days. It was probably black and blue, which made it a pretty damned good thing that Richard didn’t bother to see her naked anymore. The point, though, was that her ass hurt and hurt very badly. How the hell was her pussy wet? How the hell was she aroused and ready for more? Even with the intense pain of the spanking, she was still aroused.
Maybe because of it.