BDSM Erotica
Date to be published: August 29, 2025
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Warning: This is a Razor’s Edge Daddy Dom BDSM Erotica short
story. Expect limited plot and character development, and lots of heat. If
you’re looking for a lengthy plot driven erotic romance, this is not it!
Every night with Max is a rush, a storm of sensation and wild, beautiful
chaos. But today? Today feels different. From the moment Max wakes me, in the
naughtiest of ways, I know something’s about to change. I have a feeling
whatever he has in store for me today may break me, unravel me to my very
core, only to rebuild me stronger than ever before.
Excerpt
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Copyright ©2025 Wanda Violet
O.
I woke up to the feel of Max’s tongue between my thighs, pulling me from
sleep with waves of pleasure that made my back arch off the silk sheets.
“Fuck, Max,” I gasped, my fingers tangling in his dark hair as he
worked me with that skilled mouth of his. The morning light streaming through
the windows of our suite caught the blue of his eyes as he looked up at me,
never breaking rhythm. He knew exactly how to make me come undone, his tongue
circling and flicking until my orgasm forced a scream from my throat as I
trembled beneath him.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he murmured against my skin, his voice
rough with desire. “I wanted to give you a treat.” Another swipe
with his tongue. Another moan from me. “Before you go to work
today.”
“Work?” Oh, boy… I tried to act nonchalant, but I thought
I’d failed when Max smirked at me.
“Yep. And, boy, are you going to need your strength today.” The
wicked gleam in his eyes never failed to make me wet. That always meant
something naughty and fun as fuck was about to follow.
I could barely form words as he continued his assault on my senses, building
me higher and higher once more until I shattered with a cry that echoed
through the room. My body convulsed as waves of pleasure crashed over me, and
Max didn’t stop until I lay panting and boneless beneath him.
He crawled up my body like the predator he was, all muscle and controlled
power, before claiming my mouth in a kiss that tasted of me and pure hunger.
“You’re insatiable,” I said, my voice a hoarse whisper.
“Daddy Jacob said I should put you in a good mood.” The rough
timbre of his voice vibrated through my chest. “I’m just following
orders.”
A shiver of anticipation raced through me. Daddy Jacob did this often for me
and his Kitten -- a game we played. He and Max knew how we loved our
“jobs” and they both took great delight in keeping me and Kitten
as busy as we wanted to be. I’d come to love this play time. I also
loved coming back to our suite and letting Max question me and repeating every
single thing I’d done while away from him.
He didn’t push into me. Not yet. Instead he braced his weight above me,
his arms caging me in, and bent to kiss me. His kiss, soft, almost reverent,
carried the taste of my pussy on his tongue, filthy and sweet. I opened for
him, letting him take what he wanted.
Max kissed like he did everything. With full attention, like there was nothing
else in the world. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer,
burying my fingers in his thick hair. He growled low, a vibration that started
in his chest and echoed in mine.
When he broke away, his face hovered just above mine, his eyes impossibly blue
and focused.
“I need you, Max,” I whispered, my body still on edge despite the
two earlier orgasms.
He flashed me a wolfish smile. “You’ll have me, little
Bunny.”
Max reached over the edge of the bed, rummaging in the nightstand, a practiced
move. Condoms and lube were two staples in this house. With practice ease, Max
tore open the packet and rolled the condom down his length with a downward
stroke of his hand. For a second, I let myself savor the view, admiring the
way his cock jutted from his body, thick and veined and angry red at the tip.
I ached for him to fuck me.
Max must have seen the hunger on my face because he gripped my hips tighter,
his fingers digging into my soft curves. He lined up, teasing the head along
my slit, and the heat of the intimate contact the ultimate tease.
He paused, holding himself at my entrance, his mouth at my ear. “You
ready, Bunny?”
About the Author
Welcome to Wanda Violet O.'s world of bedtime fantasy, where you'll find a
variety of sexy creatures ready to drink their fill. Wanda specializes in
extreme kink. Monsters, BDSM role play... she's got it all. Come take a look
for yourself!
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