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BDSM Taken Too Far




Jezebel Rose




NOTE TO READERS


This is a new erotic series with explicit themes involving sex. Intended for mature audiences.


This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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Copyright © 2014 Jezebel Rose

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Summary





BDSM Taken Too Far


Kahlan dives deep into a hardcore BDSM club. Quickly overwhelmed by chains, whips, and gags, she finds herself unable to get away from the humiliation, pain… and pleasure.


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Content

BDSM Taken Too Far


BDSM Taken Too Far





Kahlan is your typical young woman leading a life mixed with work and boredom.



She often finds herself wondering what else is there in life to alleviate the usually long periods where she feels like something is missing in her life.



Being an active sports person keeping herself fit and trim, she does not suffer from laziness at all and does not overindulge in the "bad" things in life. She considers herself as being normal in every respect, has a good circle of friends and close family.



She works long hard hours in her capacity as a solicitor with the stress of the position often getting her down.



After a hard day at the office, she gets the train home like thousands of other commuters. Falling in and out of daydreams as the train rattles and sways with its relentless and monotonous motion.



There is one particular part of her journey where she always finds herself trying to get a closer look at a specific building that catches her eye every time the train flies past at annoying speeds.



She can never quite manage to get a good enough look, and by the time she sets eyes on the building every evening, it has gone past just as quickly.



It is the large sign that is eliminated on top of the roof that catches her attention and imagination. Every time. "The Dungeon Room" flashes out as the train speeds past.



Those words make Kahlan fantasize about all sorts of things that may be in that building. She has never been into a "dungeon" before and often wonders what lies beyond.



Kahlan has never thought of herself as sexy or sexually open-minded. It is not something that has ever entered her mind. However, that sign seems to bring something out in her and makes her think more about what people do in their private lives in the bedroom and other places.



When she gets home this particular evening, she goes straight to her laptop and types in various keywords. "Bondage" "beds" "dungeon" She is amazed at the sheer number of sites that come up in front of her and finds herself getting deeper and deeper into the subject matter.



Chat rooms, forums, galleries, stories, the list goes on. She is mesmerized by the amount of information in front of her. Kahlan had no idea there we so many people into all of these activities.



For a moment, she sits back and wonders if she is normal. How can there be so many people into all these strange activities she thinks to herself.



Before she realizes, 3 am arrives and feeling so exhausted from viewing hundreds of web pages and forums, she pulls herself away from the computer and heads off to bed without having anything at all for dinner.



After climbing under the sheets and trying to get herself comfortable, she finds that sleep is not going to happen. Her mind is racing with all the images of bondage and weird and depraved scenes and acts between consenting adults.



Laying there daydreaming over some of the things she has witnessed, she suddenly realizes that she is running her fingers around her inner thighs working herself up.



She takes her hands from between her legs and thinks to herself that this is silly; I need to get to sleep, turns over and snuggles up in the blankets and crisp white sheets.



Morning arrives with Kahlan crawling out of bed feeling ever so tired and drowsy. Oh god, another busy day ahead she thinks to herself.



Not wanting to be at work, she showers then makes herself a cup of coffee where she finds herself sitting there staring out the window. Eyes wide open and staring into space, she decides that a phone call to her boss is the only thing to do today. This is very unusual for Kahlan as she is a loyal employee who never takes a day off.



She picks up the phone and leaves a message on her bosses answer machine, "Hi Jackson, really sorry but I won't be in today, I am feeling pretty crap. See you tomorrow I hope, by".



A feeling of relief comes over her as the thought of not having to get dressed and go to work is so lovely. She sits back, sighs and takes another sip of her coffee, which she is holding with both hands while still staring out the window. Staring and wondering what she is going to do today.



"The Dungeon Room," keeps flashing in her mind repeatedly. She cannot let it go; it just keeps coming back repeatedly.



That's it, she thinks, I am going to drive by that place and have a closer look to see what it is.



Going to her wardrobe, she slides open the doors to see what she is going to wear.



In front of her is a vast variety of clothing as Kahlan likes fashion and spends a fortune making sure she looks good. Tall and slim, with blonde hair, she would be the ultimate catch for any swooning person out there.



She pulls out a pair of black tight fitting jeans with a wide belt and big buckle. Then she selects a crisp white long sleeve blouse, a couple of knee length black boots and a red silk scarf.



Looking at herself in the full-length mirror, she cannot help but admire how sexy she looks.



Swishing the red scarf around her neck and letting it fall in front of her white blouse she looks gorgeous. Long blond hair falling halfway down her back, she is ready to head out the door.



As the lift travels down to the ground floor, she finds herself feeling anxious but genuinely excited at her adventure. The doors open and she struts off out of the foyer doors towards her car, which is parked out, on the street.



Driving along with the music in the background, she is thinking about what lies ahead. What is she looking for she thinks to herself, why am I doing this? However, she carries on as the air of excitement overrides any other thoughts.



She gets to the block where she is sure the building lies beyond. Taking a right turn off the main road and into a small side street, she recognizes a petrol station that is only a couple of streets away from her destination. Her heart is starting to beat faster and finds herself fidgeting in her seat as she nears her goal.



There it is, she says to herself. She pulls over to the side of the road and looks down the alleyway where the entrance to the building lies.



Noticing an empty car park, she swings the car around and makes a perfect two-point entrance into the small space between two other vehicles. She turns the key, the engine stops, and there is silence. She sits there heart still racing to wonder what she is doing here.



Looking down she picks a piece of fluff from her blouse and fusses over it making sure she looks perfect. Puts her hand on the door handle, takes a deep breath and opens the door.



Closing the door and locking it, she looks down the alleyway to the building. She hesitates for a moment, and then begins her stride in that direction.



Within seconds, she finds herself standing out in front of the main entrance. A large set of double doors painted black. There is no signage anywhere on the building other than the large sign she knows is on the rooftop. Strange she thinks and then notices a black panel with brass lettering on it.



A plaque placed beside the main entrance. She moves closer to the plate to read it.



"Herein your pleasure commences."



She stares at the plaque with those words conjuring up all sorts of images in her mind.



The scenes she looked at on the internet the previous night start flashing in front of her. In addition, just then a "bang" as she is startled out of her daydreams, and notices a very handsome man exiting the building letting the doors bang behind him. He walks past her with a smile on his face as he gives her a slanting glance as he walks past.



Clara stands there in a daze, and she feels like her feet are cemented to the pavement as she watches the man walk past and down towards the main street.



She notices how handsome he was, male body and very sexy.



Just then, he stops, turns slowly back around to face Kahlan and slowly starts to walk back towards her.



Kahlan is still frozen to the pavement, unable to move. He nears and then in a strong manly voice asks her if she has been inside yet? Kahlan tries to answer but finds her words will not come out. She feels like she is frozen in time as she tries to explain.



Come on, he says, I will give you a tour, you will love it, and with that, he places his hand on her arm and gently moves her towards the door.



Without any resistance, Kahlan finds herself being ushered through the doors. Fear and anxiety start to run through her mind as the door closes behind her. Oh my god, what am I doing she thinks to herself. Then the handsome men tells Kahlan to follow him. She obeys and without any thought follows behind. She cannot help but admire herself in a large floor to ceiling mirror that is on the main foyer wall. The dimly lit foyer is plush with leather couches, brass and glass side tables, and a reception area fit for the poshest hotel.



This is not a sleazy establishment she thinks to herself. Quite the opposite, it is so flash looking.



Moving past the reception area the man introduces himself as Jackson. Caracara, like Kahlan, stutters trying to say her name. Jackson smiles and tells "relax' there's nothing to worry about here, you will enjoy seeing everything we have here. She smiles and follows him through a large glass door as he held the door open for her.



They enter a large open area, which is very light and modern. Around the walls are various leather seats with tables beside and magazines underneath. Jackson says this waiting area.



Waiting area? Kahlan replies, yes, there are various rooms you can go into from here. However, the main room is through that door there, and he points to a broad set of brass doors at the end of the room.



Taking her arm once again, he directs her toward that door. As she moves along with him, she tries to look around at the other entries, and asks, "What is behind these doors," oh, lots of fun things, I can show you later.



They reach the broad set of brass doors. Jackson takes hold of the large ring and twists it, and pushes the door open.



Kahlan moves into the room just behind Jackson, the doors close behind them. Kahlan stands there staring at the size of the circular room set before her. She is stunned and amazed at what she is looking at.



Have a walk around Kahlan, feel free to touch or do anything you want to ok.



Kahlan slowly moves as her eyes zero in on all of the items around the "dungeon." Oh my god, what is this entire she asks? This, he says, this is where you come to have the ultimate pleasure. A place to get away from your everyday life, and chill out and let it all happen.



The walls are adorned with full height mirrors, racks, chains and a variety of weird looking wooden furniture.



There are large wooden crosses with restraints, benches with handcuffs hanging from the sides, reclining chairs, a whipping pole and so much more that Kahlan cannot take it all in.



On one wall, there are a set of three cubicles with the entrance covered by curtains.



What are those rooms Kahlan asks? Those rooms are our specialty rooms. There are more out in the main waiting room as you previously noticed. However, these three are the main ones, and that is why they are in here.



However, what is in them she asks again. Jackson walks over to one and swings back the curtain. In front of Kahlan lies, a good setup white tiled wall room that looks like it has just come out of the local maternity hospital. Stainless steel trolleys and trays, large lights in the center of the ceiling, medical cabinets on one wall and a variety of instruments in a glass cabinet.



In the middle of the small room lies a large high up metal chair with stirrups protruding from the ends of the seat. The stirrups are two poles on an angle with two straps clipped to the tops of each pole.



Under the seat, she notices a tray that pulls out once a "patient" is up on the chair and laying there with their legs spread apart in the stirrups. The scene in front of Kahlan electrifies her.



She is already starting to feel herself getting very wet between her legs.



Come on Kahlan, Jackson calls out, have a walk around, there are lots to see here.



He moves over to one of the other small cubicles and pulls the curtain back on that one.



Inside there is a replica hair salon. Wash basin and chair, cutting station and chair. A rack full of salon products, and a shelving unit full of a variety of hairdressing capes.



Kahlan walks into the cubicle and asks Jackson why there is a hair salon setup here? Oh, many people have a variety of fetish ideas, including hairdressing. Therefore, we try to cater to everyone's fetish.



Kahlan walks around the small room touching the chair and washes basin. She notices the restraints on the arms rests and down near the footrests.



She continues to move around and runs her fingers over some of the capes nicely folded. She likes the feel of the crisp nylon capes. In addition, she loves the smell of the lotions, just like a real hair salon.




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