Erotics Books

From Amazon Best Selling author, Tawny Taylor, a story of wicked secrets and decadent pleasures...

I have a secret--a deliciously wicked secret. Care to guess what it is? I'll give you a hint. I get hot and wet just thinking about it. Are you ready to curl up with a naughty book and step into my world of dark erotic fantasy?

Over two hundred years ago, the Master of Sin welcomed guests to Castle Greh, inviting them to taste decadent carnal pleasures every night. Now, some claimed the castle was haunted by the dark prince and his many lovers.

She was about to learn the truth...

About the castle.
About the Master.
And about her darkest desires.
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WARNING18+ only. This 5,500 word short story contains graphic language, detailed sex scenes, erotic situations, domination and submission (D/s), same-gender contact, group sex, exhibitionism, S&M and more. It's definitely not for the easily offended.

SAMPLE
Warm fingers stroked my arm, and I sucked in a gasp. A rat?

"The Master is waiting," a female whispered.

That was no rat.

"We cannot make him wait," this time, a male.

"The Master will have what he wants, or he will punish us all," another female's whisper.

Was I dreaming?

I jerked upright, blinking. Chills as sharp as claws raked down my arms and legs. Shivering, I frantically searched the inky blackness, blinking at the thick darkness as if it would clear away. "Who's there?" I scooted back until my spine ground against the headboard, dragging my blanket with me.

"He has been waiting," the female whispered.

"Waiting for what?" I asked.

"His slave," the male said.

I jerked my head to the left and held my breath. "Slave?" The lamp. Light. Now. I snapped the blankets off my legs and scrambled across the bed sightlessly grappling for the light.

"The Master waits." This time the female's voice was behind me. Too close.

I whipped my head around, and lunged forward, both arms stretched in front of me. "Who?" I touched nothing but air. But as I flailed, ice-cold fingers dragged down my arm, nails gently grazing my skin. Something clamped around one of my wrists.

Eyes wide, heartbeat racing, I fingered it with my free hand. "What's this?"

No answer.

A second cuff snapped around my other wrist, and seconds later, I was yanked across the room, stumbling and blind. Terrified.

"Oh God, please stop," I begged.

"He has waited long enough," the female whispered, in front of me.

"Don't hurt me, please." Powerless to do anything else, I followed the lead of whoever was dragging me down the dark corridor. But I didn't do so silently. I plead. I begged. I made promises I could never keep. My words fell on deaf ears.

We turned left, right. Left again. Down stairs and around several more corners. I tried to keep track, but after even more turns, I was completely lost.

Finally, we stopped.

A door slammed shut behind me. I tried to whirl around, toward the sound, but the tension on the cuffs securing my wrists wouldn't let me. My right arm lifted then my left. Metal chains clanked. Something hard and cold snagged the neckline of my t-shirt and before I knew what was happening, a bone chilling riiiiip filled the darkness. I swallowed a scream, teeth chattering, heart in my throat. A cool breeze whisked over my stomach and chest as the torn material flapped open.

I couldn't see a thing. It was so dark I was completely blind. My arms were secured over my head, and I was vulnerable, nearly powerless, and at the mercy of my captor.

I've never felt this kind of stark terror. Tears burned my eyes, seeped from the corners and trailed down my cheeks.

Who were these people and what did they want from me?

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