" Shhh babygirl you're going to take it like a good girl" " P-please Davi-id" ------------------------------------- " Now, now what am I going to do with you" he whispered huskily in my ear. " K-kha-aled" ---------------------------------------- B E T W E E N T H E M ------------------ Rankings: #1: triangle love #19: daddies #47:maturelanguage #51:matureaudience #41:babygirl

In which a pretty little girl is being used as a sex sampler of a million dollar man and his wife to know how to get the real pleasure from each other. "Do you love me doll?" "No daddy, I'm just your Babydoll Sampler." If you don't like too much stupidity, don't read this. Thank you. Story by: MommaLolita NOTE: ■■■If you doesn't like this kind of stuff, please stay away from this story :)■■■ I hope that all of you understand that all of us are made up with different types of mind. It just came on that mine is green minded ;) ®All Rights Reserved 2015

This used to be 'Rated R' stuff but it kept being flagged and taken down (even though I think it's within the guidelines). But to comply with Wattpad and allow my readers to still read and access the content, I've put up the 'censored' versions on here, and the full unedited versions on my Inkitt page (same profile name). Because these chapters have plot lines and hopefully 'real' characters I think they can be read alone as they are without the 'good' stuff. This book is now 'finished' and I'm not going be adding any more chapters to it. The second book is up on my profile. Any news about these books will still be posted on here first before Inkitt. Hopefully you guys understand why I've had to do this. Thanks!

⚠⚠WARNING⚠⚠ ----------------- This book has mature content I advise people 18+ only read

Olivia finally turns 18, which where she's from is highly dreaded. When you turn 18 you either get yourself sent to a dominant or get a submissive. In Olivia's case she gets sent to a dominant, Hunter Elliott is a very rich dominant, she got lucky in that department. What else does Willowdale have in store for the couple's future?

"I wouldn't do that love" "And just why not?" I said enraged as I howled and screamed pleads of help into the stale air of the dungeon from the edge of the cell. "Because the help you want, will not be the type of help you're going to get." Said the beautiful man locked in the cell beside me. "Sorry that I haven't resigned from trying to get out of this hellhole like you have." I hissed as I looked the God-like creature up and down, scowling. There was a clank, then the creek of the door to the prison as it swung open and three guards strode in. "You've done it now, love" the man beside me sighed quiet enough for only me to hear as the guards approached. "Hello Purity, a little lonely are we?" the largest guard with the hard face smirked as his eyes wandered down to the skin that was exposed through the remnants of my white dress. One of the other guards unlocked the door to the cell. "That is not my name." I spat as the men threw open the door. "Your name is whatever your master grants you Temptress!" the guard roared as he seized my bony forearm in his huge, rough palm. I was lunched from the stone floors and dragged across the halls towards the old wooden door leading out of the prison and into the palace. "Don't fight, love. You'll only hurt more." The man in the cell called to me resignedly, but I was too preoccupied to process his warning. Master? Temptress? I'm a Temptress?

Jasmine was just a normal typical eighteen year old girl in college, until her best friend introduced her to Fetworld, an on-line social media site specially for those interested in bondage, BDSM and even dd/lg relationships. When she met Cameron, her life changed for the better.

I thought having your best friend force you to go to a bdsm club was bad, until the hot owner of the club becomes your dominant.