In The Dragon’s Lair Part 1. by S. P. Dee
A fed up wife goes for a walk and finds herself in a biker bar where she meets Drake, who offers to take her for a ride on his Harley. Instead of taking her home, he takes her to his place. What follows is the testing of limits she didn’t even know existed. She finds herself exited by being dominated and controlled. Humiliation turns to pleasure as Drake takes her to places her boring husband never imagined.
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I was born in the northeast and lived a pretty normal childhood…whatever that is…but to anyone who reads my stories, there may be evidence that something was awry. I don’t know, I’ve always been fascinated with human sexuality. I have a certificate in creative writing and a degree in general studies. I enjoy long motorcycle rides and spending time with my family.
What inspired you to write your book?
I’ve been interested in Erotica since I was younger than I should have been to be reading it. I’ve written many stories, both erotic and not, and feel compelled to write. It is part of who I am.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“Come on in, make yourself at home.”
Without thinking about what I was doing I went into the RV. It was small inside. Mostly just a tiny kitchen, a bench seat, a little table with benches on ether side and a bed. There was a sliding door that I assumed led to the bathroom area.
“Do you live here?”
“Yeah, this is paradise. My friend Randy owns the house and lets me park my RV here and camp out. I like it, it’s simple and private.”
“It’s nice.” I said it automatically and hoped it sounded as if I meant it. In fact I was wondering how anyone could live in such cramped quarters.
“I know it’s small, but I’ve lived in more cramped quarters. And my visitors were a lot less pretty than you.”
I hoped he wasn’t talking about what I thought he was talking about. He was in prison? What had I gotten myself into? I got scared and started to get up to go to the door. He stopped me with a hand on my wrist.
“Take of your clothes.” He said it matter of fact, as if asking if I wanted a cup of coffee.
“No. I told you I was married, let me go. I want to go home now. It was a mistake coming here.”
“You came here because you wanted to. Now we are here, and you are going to take of all of your clothes right now.” He was using the voice I’d heard when he was yelling over the sound of his motorcycle. It frightened me. I didn’t know what he was capable of. I looked at the door and didn’t know if I could make it out of the RV before he could get to me. I doubted I could. I’d never seen locks like were on the door, and by the time I figured out how to open it he would be on me. I remembered hearing him lock two locks. There was no way I’d be able to get out of that door. I thought of screaming but I was too afraid.
I slowly began to take my shirt off.
“Hurry up. I want those clothes off now.”
I began to go faster. I finished taking off my shirt and unhooked my bra. I let it fall to the floor. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I awkwardly kicked off my shoes and began pulling my jeans down.
“Socks too.”
I took my socks off and went back to taking off my pants. I hesitated when I was standing there in my panties.
“Don’t do this. I’m married, I’ve only ever been with one man. Please don’t do this.”
“Take off your panties.”
I slowly took them down, bending over towards him so he couldn’t see anything. As I slowly straightened up I felt a rush of humiliation and crossed my hands in front of my privates.
“Put your hands at your sides.”
I did. He took a lamp from the table and turned it on. He held the lamp right in front of me so I was bathed in a light brighter than I would ever let me husband see me in.
“Spread your legs. Actually, why don’t you have a seat and get comfortable. Sit down, and put your feet on the couch on either side of you. There you go, bend your knees and spread them wide.”
I did as he said. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, It was surreal. Here I was letting this man I had only met four hours before look at my pussy.
“Spread your lips.”
I reached down and spread my lips.
“Wider.”
I pulled my vagina open for him. He was holding the light right in front of me and it was nearly blinding. I closed my eyes.
“Pull the hood of your clit back. I want to see it.”
I did as he told me to.
“There, just as I expected. It’s hard.”
I couldn’t admit it to myself at the time, but he was right. I was excited, I don’t have any idea why, but I was. Don’t get me wrong, I was still humiliated, but there was something happening in me that I would have never guessed possible. I hadn’t thought about sex in months at least, what was happening to me?
“Get up.”
I got up and faced him. My hands at my side wondering what his next command would be. If you had given me a thousand guesses I wouldn’t have come up with what he said next.
“Turn around, bend over, and spread your ass.”
“What?!? I can’t do that. No way, I’ve had enough. Let me go.”
“Turn around. Bend over. And spread your ass.”
“No.” There was a rush of excitement going through me that I couldn’t admit I felt. I was scared, but but excited at the same time. I turned around and bent over. I reached back and cupped one cheek in each hand. I have a small ass so my hands covered most of my cheeks. I don’t know how I got the nerve to do it, but I closed my eyes and pulled on them until I could feel cool air on my anus.
“Spread them father. I want you to really pull it open.”
I blushed even more. I could feel the heat rising in my neck and face. I reached towards the crack of my butt and pulled my cheeks wider for him.
“No, no. I want you to pull on those beautiful ass cheeks as if your life depended on it. I want to see pink. If I don’t see pink in the middle you will be sorry.”
I couldn’t imagine why he wanted me to do this. I’d never had anyone take such an interest in my anus. I didn’t know what he was getting out of it. It didn’t matter, I was in this situation and that’s what he wanted, so I better do it. In the back of my mind, part of me knew I was getting turned on. For some reason I wanted Drake to see me like no one has ever seen me.
I reached back and pulled on my cheeks so hard it hurt. I felt like I was splitting myself in two. I know he saw pink this time. I could feel the air on my anus and it felt like it was going up inside of me. I waited for him to say that I could stop…he didn’t.
“Okay, can I let go now? You saw what you wanted.”
“I’ll let you know when you can stop.” He said it gruffly. I didn’t want to question him again.
I felt warm air on my vagina. With a thrill that shamed me even more I thought he was going to perform oral sex on me. I heard him inhale through his nose. It took a moment until I realized he was smelling my anus. Oh, my God. Why in the world would anyone in the world do that? What was he thinking. I caught myself quickly trying to remember if I showered or pooped last. I was not happy with the answer.
I had never had anyone see me so intimately, or take such an interest in any part of my body. Robert had a routine. He would pull down his tighty whites and tap me on the shoulder. This was my clue to give him head. I would suck on him for a few minutes until he got hard and then he would pull on my head letting me know he was ready. I would try to leave as much saliva on his penis as I could so it didn’t hurt to have sex because I was nowhere near wet. I would get on my back and he would stick it in me and thrust for about three-to-five minutes. Then when I was done faking my orgasm and gave him “the look”, he would pull it out and cum somewhere on my body. Usually he scooted up and came on my breasts. Sometimes my face, which I really hated. He would then sit back and rub his cum onto my skin like lotion. I wondered if all guys did that.
During the entire process, which took all of eight minutes, he wouldn’t look at me once. Not even in my face until he was ready to see “the look”. Then he would lay back on the pillow and ask me if I came. I wondered if I was harder to get off than the other girls he had been with or if he just didn’t know anything about women because there was no way I was even close. But I said what I had to, “Yes dear, of course. You always get me off.”
As sick as it is, I was more turned on with Drake sniffing my bottom than Robert had ever had me. I was excited and afraid to think of what Drake would do next. He obviously wasn’t normal.
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