Welcome to the second week of the brand new blog hop – Dungeon Crawl. Each Wednesday, writers of BDSM will be sharing snippets from their work, and folks will be crawling round to each of them and enjoying, and hopefully adding lots of cool books to their to be read lists.

So, without further ado, here’s my snippet for this week, which is from Stately Pleasures. It follows on directly from last week’s post. Don’t forget to scroll down when you’re done reading and go and check out the other blogs on the hop. Happy crawling!

Alice was both embarrassed and relieved at the same time. Going without knickers would not be pleasant, but at least no one except the three of them would know. If she went without a bra, it would be obvious to everyone. Jeremy was right; her breasts would not behave without one.

‘So, shall we get started?’

It was a question Jeremy clearly wanted answered, but Alice said nothing. She didn’t know what he meant. Get what started? The challenges? Something else?

She heard him sigh. ‘I suppose I’ll have to do it myself, won’t I?’

Hands dragged at the waistband of her thong – for the second time that day – and pulled them down until they hit the floor.

‘Step out of them.’

She did as she was told, knowing it was pointless delaying the inevitable. Whatever Jeremy and Ethan had planned was going to happen, and soon. The anticipation made her shiver with delight.

Jeremy bent down and scooped up the flimsy piece of material. Straining her eyes until it hurt, she could see him hold the knickers up and inspect them. A smile crept onto his face.

‘Well, these have seen an exciting day. They’re much damper than you’d expect from a normal day, anyway. Ethan get you all turned on before he fucked you, did he?’

He’s not the only one who got me hot, she thought. It’s just he’s the only one who did anything about it.

She heard the loud noise before the rest of her senses caught up. Then red-hot pain bloomed across her arse – he’d spanked her!

‘Well,’ Jeremy said, haughtily. ‘Did he?’

She’d almost forgotten the question, but managed to bite back the scream that she wanted to let rip and gave him what he wanted.

Want more? Grab your copy of Stately Pleasures here.

Welcome to a brand new blog hop – Dungeon Crawl. Each Wednesday, writers of BDSM will be sharing snippets from their work, and folks will be crawling round to each of them and enjoying, and hopefully adding lots of cool books to their to be read lists.

So, without further ado, here’s my snippet for this week, which is from Stately Pleasures. Don’t forget to scroll down when you’re done reading and go and check out the other blogs on the hop. Happy crawling!

‘Stand up, please,’ Jeremy said. The command – for it was definitely a command, not a request, despite his impeccable manners – was aimed at her, but Ethan stood too.

Jeremy moved over to a dresser at the edge of the room and beckoned them over. He didn’t look happy. Alice’s heart sunk. Had he found out about what she and Ethan had done earlier and decided he wasn’t pleased about it? She didn’t see how he could have done, unless Ethan had told him, and she couldn’t see that happening if Ethan thought his friend would be pissed off about it. He also hadn’t asked her to keep quiet, so it clearly wasn’t a secret.

‘Bend over the dresser, please, Alice.’

Looking at him with wide eyes, she was just about to ask why when he raised an eyebrow. Fearful of upsetting him and causing him to call time on their mutually beneficial agreement, she did as he asked.

‘Alice,’ he said softly. She could hear him moving behind her. ‘Press your forehead to the dresser, and keep it there.’

More confused than ever, she complied, feeling ridiculous. She couldn’t stop her brain from working overtime. Surely this wasn’t the first challenge? They weren’t in the right room – if the challenges were listed in order, that was – and she hadn’t seen any of the relevant props. But she supposed there were more than enough hiding places for them in this room. One of the reasons she’d always adored old houses like this was the number of cool hidey-holes scattered throughout.

Hands grasped the hem of her skirt and lifted it up over her waist, exposing her. She was bent far enough over that there was no risk of it slipping back down of its own accord.

‘I’m glad you wore a skirt today, Alice,’ Jeremy said. ‘And I’m sure Ethan is too.’

The two men sniggered behind her back, and she felt her cheeks – the ones on her face – grow hot. Not only were they both staring at her bare backside, they were making subtle references to what she and Ethan had done earlier. So he did know! And, apparently, didn’t mind.

‘I hope you have lots of skirts and dresses,’ Jeremy continued. ‘Because you will be expected to wear them all of the time, unless you’re told otherwise by one of us. And what’s more, you won’t need much underwear, as when you’re wearing skirts or dresses, you will be without knickers or thongs of any kind.’

He laughed, then reached beneath her to tweak a nipple through her clothes. ‘Of course, you won’t be expected to go without a bra. Those big tits of yours can’t be expected to behave without one to keep them in line.’

Want more? Grab your copy of Stately Pleasures here.