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| ISBN-13: | 9781573449083 |
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| Publisher: | Start Publishing LLC |
| Publication date: | 02/12/2013 |
| Edition description: | Second Edition |
| Pages: | 212 |
| Sales rank: | 302,162 |
| Product dimensions: | 5.20(w) x 7.90(h) x 0.70(d) |
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Chapter One: Jonathan
I had been Jonathan's slave for about a year when he told me he wanted to sell me at an auction. I wasn't in any condition to respond when he told me this—I was very carefully licking his balls, concentrating on doing it the way he liked, wondering when it would be time to snake my tongue into his asshole, waiting for the little tug on the chain clipped to my nipples, which would be the signal. I got it right, I think—or at least close enough. His cock got very big, and he rammed it deep into my throat, coming hugely, while he continued to tug on the chain. I swallowed hard, letting myself sigh and shudder. He held my head down tightly with one of his hands, only very slowly releasing it, allowing me to relax between his thighs.
It was only later, after I had brought in some tea and buttered toast and knelt silently at his feet while he read through the book review sections—New York Times and San Francisco Chronicle both—occasionally stroking my head and feeding me bits of toast with his fingers, that he decided to tell me what he had meant.
"Did you hear me before, Carrie?" he asked.
"Yes, Jonathan," I said, following the rules we maintained. I always had to address him by name, and deferentially. I also had to look him straight in the eye, which I was doing as well. "But I didn't understand what you meant," I added.
"Well, get dressed," he said. "We'll go for a walk, and I'll tell you."
"Yes, Jonathan," I said. He removed the nipple clips and attached a leather leash to the collar around my neck. The leash dangled down between my breasts, and he pulled it up between my legs, looping it around my waist and knotting it in the back. He often said that he wished he could take me on a leash whenever we went out, but he couldn't without causing a stir. So this would have to do. The leather felt tight between the lips of my cunt. I put on a pair of jeans, a big turtleneck sweater, and some high-heeled boots. You couldn’t see the leash or collar, of course, but I was very conscious of them, as I always was. Jonathan had gotten dressed while I was getting the tea, but I helped him put on his boots and got his leather jacket from the closet.
We looked, I guess, like any yuppie couple out walking on Filbert Street on a Sunday afternoon. No, to tell you the truth, we’re better-looking. Or at least Jonathan is. He has warm olive skin, a lively, quirky, intelligent face, and very bright brown eyes. He’s tallish, with elegant shoulders and a tapering waist. I’m not as special-looking, though I think I’m okay, and I do think we look nice together. His gray hair and brown eyes look great against my brown hair and gray eyes, and we have almost matching very short haircuts. As for the rest of me—a little taller than average, small bones, slender hips. Pale skin and a wide mouth. Stormy gray shadows around my eyes, even when I’ve gotten lots of sleep.
The day was a little foggy, but we were warm from sex and tea, and I was too confused and curious to worry about any chill in the air anyway. Jonathan held my hand tightly and began to explain.
“You don’t know about the auctions, I guess,” he said, “or how slave ownership really works. But haven’t you wondered, when we’ve gone to dressage shows, what the real relationships are?”
“Yes, Jonathan,” I said meekly, “I had hoped you’d tell me.”
What People are Saying About This
"Today, it seems no one can talk about a BDSm novel—hell, we can't talk about any erotic fiction—without invoking Fifty Shades of Grey. This novel was written before Fifty Shades, and it surpasses it on nearly every level. But one difference in particular stands out: Carrie's Story is about a submissive female heroine with a brain! Carrie is the thinking woman's submissive—sharp, funny, self-reflective, much like the woman who created her, who is also a wonderful storyteller."
—Tristan Taormino
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—Colette Gale, bestselling author of UNMASQUED: An Erotic Novel of the Phantom of the Opera
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—Anneke Jacob, author of the award winning As She’s Told
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-Eden Bradley, award-winning author of The Dark Garden
"What a smart-mouthed, daring heroine, and what a smart, delicious novel! The thinking man's (and woman's, and couple's) BDSM erotica."
—Eric Selinger, editor, Journal of Popular Romance Studies
“Scary as it is seductive; savage, funny, and with disarming moments of tenderness and charm. You want the world of this book to be real.”
—Janet Mullany, author of Hidden Paradise
"Provocative and evocative, Jonathan and Carrie's relationship is the perfect example of how not every love story has to be a romance. Carrie's Story holds a permanent place on my shelf as one of my favorite erotic books."
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–Shanna Germain, author of Bound by Lust
"From the very first sentence, I knew Carrie's Story was destined to be a classic of our generation."
—Alison Tyler, author of Best Bondage Erotica and Hurts So Good
"This thoroughly engaging novel is destined to become a modern-day classic, beautifully blending an intricate S/M underground world with the erotic flowering of a young, sexy and wry-humored female."
—Good Vibrations
"Engrossing and electric"
—Babeland
"This book was so hot it was hard to read at work. This reviewer was writing naughty emails to her boyfriend before she'd finished page one, and the weekend that ensued was a blur of delightfully kinky sex. Carrie's Story is extremely well-written for an SM novel — the protagonist is strikingly intelligent, the story is genuinely interesting and the wonderfully smutty scenes sizzle off the page."
—Blowfish.com
". . . unlike anything I have read. It is very graphic in detail and does explain many scenes that may make some readers somewhat uneasy. There was excellent development of characters as the reader is taken through Carrie's exciting journey. Aside from the warning comments, I congratulate Ms.Weatherfield on an extremely wonderful book."
—Coffee Time Romance
"A bit of modern erotica that slyly evokes the classics, both as context and as gristle the main character chews upon. Written with wit, style and intelligence, dirty and tough enough for the hardest to please. If you live an urban life, you'll recognize this character. I do! Great smut for those with a literary bent."
—Kallisti
". . . partly a Keystone Comedy romp with whips, leather, and chains, partly a stunning tribute to Pauline Reage's Story of O, and partly an odyssey which — if they did erotic flicks - the Coen brothers might have titled "O, Sister, Where Art Thou?" . . . . There is plenty of juicy, passionate expression in Carrie's Story, but, like much of what we review at Clean Sheets, this is literate smut for the discriminating reader with taste as well as... hmm... let's call them compulsions to exercise the deeper, shadier side of human desires."
—William Dean at Clean Sheets
". . . the American twist on Story of O. Weatherfield . . . gives her own take on chateau porn and the seductiveness of submission. . . . bristles with wit."
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"My favorite neo-Victorian erotic romance writer . . . bring on the ponies!"
—Susie Bright
"Carrie's Story is a well written and very erotic account of mastery and submission. This story contains some of the most erotic pony girl training sessions I’ve ever read. I definitely recommend this book for anyone interested in pony training or learning about domination and submission."
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"I was stunned by how well it was written and how intensely foreign I found its sexual world . . ."
—Boing magazine
"Most SM fiction takes the shape of bad erotica loosely held together by a plot only good for skimming through while looking for the horny bits…It’s a sheer delight, therefore, to find what is foremost a great novel—that just happens to have an SM theme and pervy characters."
—Skin Two magazine
"Hilarious and harrowing . . . just when you think things can’t get any wilder, they do."
—Black Sheets magazine