A Femdom Omnibus by M.J. Rennie
Since the mid-1990s, M. J. Rennie has been publishing first rate Femdom fiction in venues as varied as the internationally known magazine Penthouse, to obscure publications such as Kinky, Sexy Letters, Hot Stuff, and West Coast Swingers. During the last decade, Rennie has published ten novels and five story collections, including Manhandling, Alternate Eros, and Total Femdom.
In this omnibus volume, thirty of Rennie's most scorching stories are presented full and complete in all their licentious luster. Collected from every phase of Rennie's nearly twenty year career, no aspect of the Femdom experience goes unexplored. Featured among the offerings are pulp stories from the pre-internet era to a brand new story, Pre-Nup, written exclusively for this omnibus edition.
From handsome cuckold husbands securely confined in modern Chastity devices to bashful boyfriends afraid to admit their submissive desires, the sophisticated, savvy women in Rennie's naughty narratives take complete control.
The resulting relationships give every woman (and man) what they cherish most—a life of blissful happiness, renewed romance, intoxicating intimacy, and outrageous orgasms.
Strong adult content includes feminine domination and male submission, oral sex, anal sex, strap-on sex, intercourse, cross-dressing, homosexuality, bondage, menage, swingers, kinky relationships, spankings, whippings, piercings, and enforced Male Chastity.
When the evening’s preliminaries were over, and it came time to pop the question, they were at Laurel’s apartment, in the swanky building she lived in east of the Lloyd Center. Marshall was down not only on one knee to propose marriage, he was down on both knees. His face was turned up to look at Laurel, holding in the fingers of his right hand the engagement ring he hoped she would accept.
His face was adoring and hopeful.
“I love you, Laurel,” Marshall said. “Will you marry me?”
“Yes, I will,” Laurel answered. “I love you, too.” She put her left hand out, and Marshall kissed it before slipping the ring on her slim, beautifully nailed finger.
An hour later, a fully clad Laurel sat beside a completely nude Marshall on the sofa. Her hands were gloved in a supple faux kidskin, colored a neutral beige. While they spoke animatedly of their marriage plans, Laurel stroked Marshall’s rigidly erect penis, bringing him close, but never quite to, an ejaculation.
“You know, Laurel, it might be a good idea to consider a pre-nuptial agreement,” Marshall said, gulping as Laurel’s left hand pushed his legs a little further apart. “Something that captures the relationship we shall have together in writing. We do it all the time in the legal profession.”
“A Pre-Nup?” Laurel said. Then she smiled. “That’s a lovely idea, Marshall dear, Let’s make it like the vows we’ll compose to recite at our Goddess Temple wedding ceremony. Won’t that be fun?”
“Exactly,” Marshall said, before gasping: “Oooouuh!”
Laurel had sharply pinched the rock-solid head of his penis. The slit emitted an ooze of clear leakage.
“Would the document have any legal force” Laurel asked.
“None whatsoever,” Marshall said, “but within the privacy of our marriage, it would be absolutely inviolable. It would be physically enforceable as well—by you, of course.”
“But not in court?”
“No, but the point is that if our Pre-Nup becomes the supreme law of our marriage, it will be just as effective as something you could take to court.”
“I don’t want anyone interfering with how we live our lives, do you, darling?” Laurel said.
“No, I don’t,” Marshall said. “My lifelong service to you as your chattel is a private matter between us alone.”
She cupped his testes with her left hand as her right continued stroking him. Marshall closed his eyes, the veins of his outsized penis throbbing mightily.
“Easy, boy, easy,” Laurel cooed. “I think writing a Pre-Nup is a sweet idea, Marshall. I know we’ll have a ball with it.”
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