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Total-e-bound www.total-e-bound.com Copyright ©2007 by Sierra Cartwirght, Christy Lockhart, SL Majors First published in 2007, 2007 NOTICE: This work is copyrighted. It is licensed only for use by the original purchaser. Making copies of this work or distributing it to any unauthorized person by any means, including without limit email, floppy disk, file transfer, paper print out, or any other method constitutes a violation of International copyright law and subjects the violator to severe fines or imprisonment. A Total-e-bound Publication www.totalebound.com Naughty Nibbles Anthology ISBN # 978-1-906328-23-8 THIS TIME ©Copyright Sierra Cartwright 2007 '213 HIGH STREET: PEEPSHOW’ ©Copyright Christy Lockhart 2007 IMAGINE ©Copyright SL Majors 2007 FED UP ©Copyright Sierra Cartwright 2007 BALLS TO THE WALLS ©Copyright SL Majors 2007 EVERYDAY IN A LETTER ©Copyright Christy Lockhart 2007 Cover Art by Anne Cain ©Copyright July 2007 Edited by Claire Siemaszkiewicz Total-e-bound books This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the author's imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any material form, whether by printing, photocopying, scanning or otherwise without the written permission of the publisher, Total-e-bound eBooks. Applications should be addressed in the first instance, in writing, to Total-e- bound eBooks. Unauthorised or restricted acts in relation to this publication may result in civil proceedings and/or criminal prosecution The author and illustrator have asserted their respective rights under the Copyright Designs and Patents Acts 1988 (as amended) to be identified as the author of this book and illustrator of the artwork Published in 2007 by Total-e-bound eBooks 1 The Corner, Faldingworth Road, Spridlington, Market Rasen, Lincolnshire, LN8 2DE, UK. Warning: Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has been rated total-e-burning & total-e-melting. NAUGHTY NIBBLES ANTHOLOGY This Time Sierra Cartwright 213 High Street: Peepshow Christy Lockhart Imagine SL Majors Fed Up Sierra Cartwright Balls to the Walls SL Majors Everyday, in a Letter Christy Lockhart THIS TIME Sierra Cartwright Dedication Especially for BAB! Couldn't have done it without you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Chapter One Helpless, naked, splayed and bound, Emily concentrated on her breathing. In. Out. In... She told herself to think about anything but what would happen next. Her nerves were ragged, as if they'd been dragged across the wicked edge of the blade that glinted on the wall in front of her. Determinedly, she closed her eyes to block the image. It didn't help. Nothing would. He'd left her here on purpose, to think, to change her mind. Over the past year, she'd learned he acted only with deliberate intent. She'd been a fool to leave ... and a bigger one to return. The fact he hadn't sent her away when he'd set eyes on her two hours ago had shocked her. It had shocked him as well, she'd seen it in the steely depths of his grey eyes, the colour so dark and intense it reminded her of the North Sea during a brewing storm... Emily's hand had frozen on the door knocker, the brass heavy and cold beneath the bite of England's chilly autumn evening. It'd taken her a full five minutes, her back teeth chattering, to actually knock. It'd taken his housekeeper at least that long again to answer. "Agnes,” Emily said breathlessly. "Dear me.” Agnes pressed her fingertips to the base of her throat. “You look half froze." "I'm here to see the master." Agnes swallowed deeply. She'd been kind to Emily, but that was before Emily had run away six months ago, sneaking out in the middle of the night with no had run away six months ago, sneaking out in the middle of the night with no word to anyone. Emily watched indecision chase across the younger woman's face. Duty and kindness collided, leaving a frown burrowed between Agnes's brows. Evidently obligation to Sir Sterling trumped her feelings for Emily. “Wait here." With that, Agnes closed the door. Emily tucked her hands inside her pockets and huddled deeper into her coat, trying to keep out the vicious, humidity-laden wind. She waited. She paced. And she waited some more. It was a test, she knew. This time, she wouldn't fail. She'd sought him out once before. She'd dabbled in S&M and had found men who didn't understand it, men who thought it was fantastic to have someone to boss around and fuck when the urge hit. And she wanted more. She'd heard of Sir Sterling's reputation at a club she had visited. He was legendary on the D/s scene. And she'd wanted to be trained by him. Nothing but the best for this educated princess. "Emily." Sterling. Master. She hadn't expected him to open the door. Seeing him again after six months, so tall, so broad, so imposing, made her heart leap. He was stunningly, classically handsome. His jawbone was squared, and it had a hint of dark growth. He'd shaved, but not in the last few hours. His hair was as black as a midnight moor and pulled back severely, secured by a slim string of leather. He smelled fresh, a tease of aristocratic masculinity mingled with the outdoors of his land. She betrayed the emotion of raw need with her soft moan. He always did that to her, made her forget sense and reason and training.
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