The Slave by Laura Antoniou

Author:Laura Antoniou [Antoniou, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotica, Adult, luster editions, marketplace series, submission, bondage, circlet, erotic novel, circlet press, laura antoniou, bdsm, erotic slavery, the marketplace, dominance, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9780964596054
Publisher: Rhinoceros
Published: 1994-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

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Saturday was a flurry of activity. Robin woke up, as stiff as she had predicted, and when Chris tossed some of her clothing to her, she blinked in confusion.

“We are going to make a try to push your price up a little,” he said with a smile. “Get moving!”

Mutely, she dressed and followed him out of the building. It was still cold, and there was that hint of something in the air that suggested snow. But Chris didn’t stop to examine the weather. He hailed a cab and the two of them rode downtown in silence.

When they got out on Hudson Street, Robin followed him to a private dwelling on one of those short, twisting little named streets that hide some of the most beautiful brownstones and courtyards in the city. They were let in by a young man in a short robe, who yawned and jerked one thumb at the stairs. “She’s waiting,” he said gruffly. “You staying or going?”

“I’ll be back in three hours or so. Robin, strip and go upstairs.” Chris gave her a pat on one shoulder and left just as she had managed to pull off her jacket.

He must love doing this, she mused. One mystery after another. The man in the robe pointed at a chair in the hallway and nodded when she started to pile her clothing there. Then, with another yawn, he went back to reading his paper.

Upstairs was a stern-looking, powerfully built, dark-skinned woman whose hair was shorn close to her scalp, except for a row of dreads that topped her skull like a rooster’s crown. She was dressed in dark Danskins, with an artfully ripped sweatshirt falling across her wide shoulders and hanging suspended over her taut stomach. The room she was in was almost bare, with a pale wooden floor that gleamed in the morning sun. On one wall was a huge dancer’s mirror and barre. On the other, two tables were lined up, and pushed out of the way. Several folding chairs were stacked near the door.

“Hello,” the woman said, folding her arms. “I’m Teralia. And you’re my latest victim.” And she grinned, and then threw her head back and laughed. “Well, don’t just stand there, you little wimp! Come on in and shake yourself loose. Parker wants himself a little dynamo tonight, and he’s gonna get it!”

Oh dear, Robin thought. What has he done to me now?

Another workout, this one purposefully graceful and disciplining, with dancer movements and long pauses. Unfamiliar with some of the motions, Robin felt clumsy and awkward, but as she got used to them, they began to flow with more grace. Teralia spent a lot of time working on breathing and concentration, and then went back to working Robin with some basic aerobic repetitions until Robin’s sweat ran off of her body in rivulets.

“Now, we get some of that stiffness out,” Teralia explained, leading her victim into a tiny sauna. Inside, the physical trainer made Robin do more stomach crunches, and then more stretches.

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