Governing the Gang Girl 2: Stair Landing to Heaven Troubled young Charmayanne Else is a former member of a far-right gang, who had come to her senses... > Lire la suite
Governing the Gang Girl 2: Stair Landing to Heaven Troubled young Charmayanne Else is a former member of a far-right gang, who had come to her senses at last and left. She agrees to be interviewed by journalist Jack Molay. They soon realize that despite their differences they're attracted to each other. Soon after that they discover that Jack is a dom and Charmayanne is submissive. And she has much to atone for. They are heading for her bedroom, but they stop on the stairs. Charmayanne begins her atonement, and their sexual games become steadily more intense. Until there is a sudden and surprising interruption. "This is beautifully written erotica, incredibly hot, about people who feel like real, three-dimensional people. Some of the BDSM events are harsh, but the atmosphere is always loving. JJ Mortimer turns human details and erotic details into pure steamy sexiness. Reading it is like being there, on a wonderful sensual ride!" - Isadora Druse, reviewer. From: Governing the Gang Girl: Stair Lamndong to Heaven I said, "Charmie." And kissed her again. She opened her mouth and tilted her head. Her tongue touched my teeth, and my tongue. Time passed. Eventually we broke off. We looked at each other, pleased with what we'd found. She said, "Thank you, sir.' "Charmie, I'm going to help you learn to do as you're told. Sometimes that'll hurt. But you'll learn. And the more you learn, the closer we become. If that's what you want?" "Yes. Um, Sir. I want to learn. And I think that - so far - I'd like us to be close." "Wonderful! So do I. I'm learning you too, by the way." Charmie nodded. I suspected that this was comedy, and that we both knew it was at least partly a game. But we also meant what we said, and we were prepared to be solemn about it. "I understand that, sir. I am trying, sir." She was convinced, for the moment at least, that I was being reasonable. Perhaps I was.