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Elizabeth’s Bondage Boxed Set By Nikki Sex Copyright 2013 by Nikki Sex This book is protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. Any reproduction or other unauthorized use of the material or artwork herein is prohibited. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. All rights reserved. Table of Contents BOOK 1: ELIZABETH’S EROTIC BONDAGE 1. CAUGHT 2. FIVE RULES 3. ELIZABETH'S CONFESSION 4. SWEET SEDUCTION 5. PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! 6. DEEPER, HARDER 7. DISPLEASURE 8. YOU HAVE TO BEG 9. ELIZABETH'S CLIMAX 10. SIR'S PLANS BOOK 2: ELIZABETH’S ANAL SUBMISSION 1. THE STORY SO FAR 2. THE BATH 3. THE SHAVE 4. WARM SHOWER 5. COLD SHOWER 6. WHAT A WOMAN WANTS 7. ANAL PLAY 8. THE TOY 9. A QUESTION OF POWER 10. WIFELY SECRETS 11. ELIZABETH'S PLEASURE BOOK 3: ELIZABETH’S PAIN AND PLEASURE 1. A SECRET FROM MARK 2. RESOLVED NOT TO BEG 3. BOUND FOR LUNCH 4. TRUST 5.TERROR AND DREAD 6. LUNCH 7. BURNED TO THE GROUND 8. HER PRIMITIVE NEEDS 9. REALLY HOT CHOCOLATE 10. WHAT SIR WANTS 11. PAIN 12. PUSSY WHIPPED 13. PLEASURE 14. ORGASMS BY HIS COMMAND 15. BODILY FUNCTIONS 16. ELIZABETH'S DERRIÈRE 17. SPANKING 18. SIR'S OCCUPATION 19. MARK'S PUNISHMENT 20. ANDRÉ CHEVALIER BOOK 4: ELIZABETH’S CHERRY 1. MOVIE TIME 2. GETTING EVEN 3. ANDRÉ'S CASE DIFFICILE 4. MANAGING MARK 5. DRESS-UP'S 6. CORSETED AND CUFFED 7. CLAMPED AND COMING 8. AT HIS FEET 9. WHAT SIR WANTS 10. UNDRESSING SIR 11. ANDRÉ'S TRICK WITH MIRRORS 12. FACE, MOUTH, AND BREASTS 13. SPANKING AND CROPPING 14. THE CANE 15. PLUCKING THE CHERRY 16. ACCEPTING ANDRÉ 17. TANTRIC ANAL SEX 18. ANIMAL ANAL 19. CONNECTION 20. ELIZABETH'S REALIZATION BOOK 5: ELIZABETH’S LOVE TIES 1. MARK NELSON 2. AUDIO 3. MARK'S EXPLOSION 4. ANDRÉ CHEVALIER 5. MARK'S DARK SECRET 6. ELIZABETH 7. ELIZABETH'S CONFESSION 8. SLAVE 9. CLIMAX 10. THE SLAVE TEASES 11. THE PLAN 12. THE FLOGGER 13. THE BEAST 14. PUNISHMENT 15. MÉNAGE À TROIS 16. EXPLANATIONS 17. ELIZABETH'S ANGER EPILOGUE Book 1: Elizabeth’s Erotic Bondage 1. Caught Elizabeth came awake, utterly confused. Her head felt thick and muzzy as if she had been speaking and suddenly woke up to find that she had dozed off in the middle of a sentence. What? Where am I? This confusion soon spun into panic as a spike of adrenaline rushed through her veins. She was bound, and there was something covering her eyes, a dark blindfold. Like an animal caught in a trap she instinctively thrashed, trying to break free. No chance. Oh my God! This is not happening! Elizabeth forced herself to take long slow breaths, while she attempted to understand what exactly had transpired, how she had gotten here in this place. She licked her lips and tried to swallow with a dry throat. Fingers and toes were all she could use, and she stretched out, feeling everything within her reach. From what she could tell she was on a four poster bed, securely bound by soft cloth, her arms and legs spread wide. Elizabeth found she could move, but not much. With her eyes covered, she could see nothing - but there was daylight or perhaps just a strong room light shining from above. She could perceive this as a glow, slightly brighter than absolute dark, through her mask. The soft feel of cloth rubbed against her bare skin, and she shivered as she became aware of goose bumps rising on her breasts and forearms. Fear and imagination had caused this reaction for it wasn’t cold under what seemed to be a delicate bed sheet. The temperature in her prison was comfortable. My prison, the thought echoed, along with a tendril of dread. As a trial lawyer she was used to dealing with difficult circumstances. But who had kidnapped her and tied her up, naked of all things? A woman used to stress, and not easily put off her stride by unexpected ambushes in court, Elizabeth maintained rigid control of her fear. Okay, I'm tied up, she thought. Fine. I'll just take this one step at a time. “Hello?” she said out loud. No response. Her voice came back to her in a dull, non- echoing manner that made her understand she was in a large room, most likely a bedroom with carpets and curtains. Something nearby was humming, a refrigerator perhaps? And she was certainly tied to a bed. Elizabeth cast her mind back, searching, attempting to understand. What was the last thing she could remember? She and Mark had ten whole days off, and were celebrating their one year anniversary with a vacation in Vegas. They had originally considered a fun, quick wedding in Las Vegas, something that would amuse them, but that had always been out of the question. Her father, John Coit, Senior Partner in Coit, Boynes and Jones, was very rich. Cassy, his third wife, while not burdened with a high IQ, was of a similar age to herself. Given her father's previous choices, Elizabeth had been prepared to dislike Cassy, but instead had found her rather sweet. They both would have been hurt by the Vegas option. A huge wedding had kept Cassy entertained and her father pacified. Not to mention the valuable publicity it brought to the firm. Right. They had gone to Las Vegas, that she remembered, and then what? As far as she could recall she and Mark had arrived, gone to their room, changed their clothes and left for dinner. What could possibly have happened? Where was she? And where was Mark? She took another deep, calming breath. God, Mark. She hoped he was alright. The sound of a heavy door opening and gently closing caused instant tension and her whole body went still. "Hello, Elizabeth," said a deep, soft voice. The tone was composed and cool, the accent was faintly European, French? Not American, that was certain. He sounded as though he was at the foot of the bed. "Who are you?” Elizabeth demanded in what she hoped was her normal, confident Lawyer's voice. “Why have you brought me here? And where is my husband Mark?" A drifting waft of nutmeg, cedar and Brazilian Rosewood scents came to her nostrils. She recognized that cologne – it was one of the most expensive on the market. My kidnapper is rich… and has good taste, she thought. The knuckles of the man's hand rubbed down her face and she instinctively pulled away. The deep voice gave a low laugh. "Who I am is not important. You may call me Sir. I will explain why you are here shortly. And your husband Mark is well. He has found himself in a similar state as you have, that is to say, blindfolded and bound naked to a bed, although I have tied him

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