So I’ve decided to post a little teaser from my Work In Progress (WIP)…which is appropriately named considering the story and the character I’m writing about.
Without further ado…I present Prince Crispin.
**Warning: Vulgar language and sexual acts may be contained in this Teaser…that’s why it’s a teaser. You have been warned, carry on.**
“Be a good girl,” he said, tapping the slender whip on the edge of the bed. “Put your feet up. Let me see you spread bare for me.”
“Yes, my lord.” She lifted her legs and clasped her arms around them. Her smooth ass and swollen lips stood stark against the dark blankets on the bed.
“Very nice,” he said, appraising her with a smile crooked on his mouth. He ran the whip down the length of her leg and over her ass. “Now count to ten for me.” He brought the whip down across her bottom, eliciting a shriek from her followed by a moan of pleasure.
“One,” she said, her voice a small whimper. He brought the whip down again. “Two.”
He smiled at the flush of pleasure consuming her body. “Lovely.” He smacked the whip against her flesh again and again, each time harder than the last.
“Three…four…five…” She shrieked and moaned.
His cock was hard, straining against his trousers, aching to be released. When she reached ten, he put the whip down.
“On your knees,” he said, reaching for his belt. She scrambled to her knees, thrusting her ass in the air.
A knock sounded through the chamber. He frowned. How many times had he told them to leave him alone after dinner?
“I will not be disturbed,” he shouted.
“My lord,” a voice echoed through the solid wooden door. “Your father wishes to speak with you straight away.”
He glanced at the door, willing it to burst into flames.
“My lord,” the voice came again.
“I’m coming,” he yelled, tossing the whip down. He glanced at the naked wench on his bed. “Cover yourself.”
Want more? Check back next week for another taste of my Prince of Whispers.
@–/—- ❤ Jen