Dark Desire

by ShadowM

  Dark

  Desire

  by

  Maialen Alonso

  Biography

  Maialen Alonso is a native of Bilbao “Basque Country”, Spain. She was born on September 10, 1986.

  After finishing her studies she dedicated herself to writing, which is her chosen profession. She has several published novels. Her novels are always filled with dangerous beings and romances that reach their limit.

  She is used to mixing genres to create worlds that no one could have imagined. Besides loving to write, she passionately enjoys the layout and design of books.

  Disclaimer

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents, either they are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are eighteen years old or older.

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  “Dark Desire”

  Written By Maialen Alonso

  Translated by Annie J. Garza

  Dark Desire

  She looked at the notebook filled with notes and was completely bored. Turning her head she looked at the nearby book and smiling dropped the pen that had been held in her mouth. The book written by an unknown author had changed her life. It had showed her a new world and although she had read it a while back it occupied a cherished spot on her bookshelf. It wasn’t the most hardcore erotica book that she had read, but it was the one that had opened the door to its mysteries and she loved it. Her new fondness for the genre helped Jessica stop being shy and introverted, but she still had a long way to go.

  A few hours later she was still in the same position but had thrown aside the notebook. With her eyes glued to the computer screen she thought about looking for an interesting video. When suddenly the Facebook message alert sounded, it was a friend request that was intriguing as well as strange.

  “Dark?” She asked, arching an eyebrow.

  Her curiosity made her accept as his profile was closed and she wouldn’t be able to see it otherwise. When she was finally able to see everything, all she saw were women being dominated.

  “What the hell?” Her heartbeat accelerated, but she wasn’t sure if it was because of the impression the images made on her or because of emotions. She had read so much about the genre and now it was in front of her eyes. Maybe she could speak with that person, ask questions and discover new things.

  A new window appeared and she found out that the mysterious user had sent a private message, but it was blank. Jessica looked at it confused. Why didn’t he write anything? One minute, two minutes, and now five minutes.

  Dark: Little Girl. Don’t you have any manners? Greet me in the right way.

  She was shocked by his message and had almost sent him a message telling him to go fuck himself, but something inside her reached out. It wouldn’t be bad to experiment a little…no?

  Jessica: I’m sorry I’m new.

  Dark: I know. From now on you’ll be obedient and respond. Yes, master.

  Jessica: Okay, master.

  Dark: Good girl. What are you wearing?

  Jessica bit her lip and started to reply to the stranger. Most of the things they chatted about were nonsense, but she spent the hour like that. The odd thing was that when she responded so did he. So Jessica was learning from Dark on the same topics she revealed about herself.

  The next day she spent all the school hour thinking about her master. How strange it was to think that, but it excited her as nothing else had up until that moment. She even started to wish she could go home and talk to him.

  She waited until he appeared online. When she saw that he was active she sent a message.

  Jessica: Welcome, master. Good afternoon.

  Dark: Hello, today I have a gift for you.

  Excited, she asked herself what it could be, but the ringing doorbell took her away from the computer screen. When she opened the door there was delivery man in a maroon uniform holding a large package. It was for her.

  “I haven’t ordered anything,” she said, placing it on the coffee table to open it.

  The boxes lid fell from her hands. Inside the box was a black see through lingerie set that wouldn’t cover anything, a large dildo, cuffs, and a bottle with the word lubricant written on it.

  Turning around she looked at her laptop and even at that distance could see the new message.

  Dark: Seeing that you are taking some time to respond I gather that my gift has arrived.

  “Is this a vile joke?” She walked slowly and read each word. He knew who she was and where she lived. Jessica felt afraid. He could be unbalanced and dangerous.

  Jessica: How do you know who I am? What do you want from me?

  Dark: I don’t think that is the correct way to treat your master.

  Jessica: Leave me alone. This isn’t funny. If you don’t stop I’ll report you to the police.

  Dark: That going to be complicated, dear. For you own good I hope you follow the rules. I don’t like it when people don’t obey me. Tonight you’ll wear the lingerie set.

  Jessica closed the conversation and turned the computer off without responding. If she was truthful she’d admit that the fear she had felt was starting to mix with a strange excitement…but that was rare, very rare. Maybe she should tell her father. He was a policeman, but she would have to give him details and confess everything and that was impossible. She would die of shame.

  She took a shower to refresh herself and lay back on the couch to look at the clock on the wall. It was starting to get dark and she still didn’t know what to do. Was he going to show up?

  He wouldn’t dare.

  Finally she fell into a deep and agreeable sleep that took her away into dreams. Jessica jumped up and fell painfully off the couch when the doorbell woke her up. The clock on the wall said it was eleven o’clock at night.

  Bang, bang. Her heart began hammering in panic. Jessica asked herself what to do. Open the door? Ignore it? Ignoring it would be the right thing to do and then to call the police right away, but something inside of her was excited and the danger was tempting. In the end she called herself an idiot. She was the daughter of a high placed policeman and should know how to act in this situation.

  Her hand shook as she reached for the doorknob and tried to calm herself by thinking that she always had the option of screaming and alerting the neighbor. Exhaling her breath she quickly opened the door and stood there petrified. Standing their arching an eyebrow was her father’s boss: a man that was ten years older than her, a marine veteran, and who knew what else.

  He stood there with an impressive pose, his grey eyes watching her, certainly able to freeze anyone. She had barely seen him and only at police celebrations. He was attractive and had even earned the respect of her father. Before she had met Jake, Jessica had believed, that there was no one stricter than her father.

  “Sir, did something happen to my father?” Mira was scared.

  “Sir?” He frowned and walked inside making Jessica back up. She felt threatened as if a leopard had just appeared before her. “I thought I told you how you should address me, sweetheart.”

  Her heart was exploding. He pressed close to her and lowered his head a bit. Jessica only reached up to his shoulders. Jessica lifted her head and backed up falling onto the couch.

  “And the lingerie set…” Jake walked towards the table. He picked up the lingerie with one finger. “I want you to put it on now.”

  Jessica was in shock. She was trying to process all of the strange information.

  “It seems that you’re not ready, no matter. I’ll let it go because it’s your first day. However.” He walked towards the cou
ch were a paralyzed Jessica still sat. “That doesn’t mean there won’t be a punishment.”

  “Wait! Is this a joke?”

  “No,” Jake responded, he was a bit offended and reached behind him to remove the police issued handcuffs. “You’re under arrest, Miss Johnson.”

  For a moment Jessica thought he was really arresting her, but after he leaned over and turned her around cuffing her hands to her back. She knew that wasn’t the case.

  Like a torrential rain falling on her on a cold winter night a sentence came to her mind torturing her.

  Now I’m your master, obey.

  The words caused a mild wetness on her underwear and the moment she felt him grab her ass and lift it she became aroused. She could feel how he placed her on the couch, on her knees with her legs open and her face sinking into the cushion.

  Jack sat down calmly and suddenly. Smack. She felt a hard slap on her ass.

  “I’ve waited a long time for this Jessica and I’m going to make you give me everything,” He warned her lowering her pajama pants. “I like seeing that you’re enjoying this.” He ran a finger over her sex and the white cloth of her underwear stuck to her growing wetness.

  A moan came flying out of her pink lips when his finger began to move slowly. Causing a fierce hunger inside that she’d never felt before. The sex that she knew was boring and monotonous and couldn’t understand how something so small drove her crazy. Maybe it was because she was bound, in that position, with him pressing against her ass.

  “Respond. Are you going to give me everything?” He pressed against her and it caused a spasm inside of her.

  “Yes…” She whispered concentrating on the movement of his finger.

  “Yes, what?” He pinched the most sensitive part of her body and instantly felt the pussy that he had wanted to devour for over a year swell up.

  “Sir…yes, sir.”

  “Good girl.” Jake laughed. It was the first time she heard him laugh and was sure he smiled. She would have liked to have seen it.

  She hunched in for a moment when she felt the wet cloth of her underwear peel away from her pussy. She was completely embarrassed and exposed, but feeling dirty had never felt so marvelous.

  “Juicy and surely delicious. I’m going to eat that pretty, swollen pussy. Is that what you want?”

  “Yes, sir,” Her response showed her need. “Please.”

  “That deserves a reward, sweetheart.”

  Soon she felt another wetness sticking to her licking every nook and crevice with dedication. His tongue was so agile that in a few seconds she felt herself come intensely. Her stomach contracted and in that position she was only able to lift her ass up higher urging him to go faster. She was in heaven.

  “Don’t come yet,” He warned her moving away. “You’ll come when I tell you and of course when I fuck you. I waited too long for this to waste it, Jessica.”

  Once again his obscene words made her pant. She’d never been excited hearing someone telling her those types of things. In her current state she would do anything as long as he kept his word.

  Jessica felt him get up leaving her bound on the couch. She heard a few sounds that she couldn’t place and then felt him slap her pussy a few times before rubbing something on her. A heat started to rise and excite her more than she was. It was because of the lubricant that he had removed from the box. She was definitely going to explode.

  “I hope that you’re prepared.”

  Jessica shouted when he pushed inside of her without warning all the way to the hilt.

  Heavens he was huge.

  He retreated and entered her once again increasing his speed with each second that passed by. It made Jessica unable to catch her breath or swallow her saliva and fall against the couch cushions.

  He grunted at her back like a beast while he inserted his erect cock only to remove it once again. He slapped her ass several times and instead of causing pain it only excited her. When she was about to climax he held her hips still, staying inside of her. He removed a hand from her ass and with the other opened her up. Suddenly she felt a strong pressure there.

  Now she knew why he had sent the dildo and she was going to be split apart in two. The pressure from both areas and the soft vibration caused Jessica’s arms to shake damaging her cuffed wrists, but nothing mattered in that moment except pleasure.

  “Come,” He ordered.

  Her interior convulsed while he was inside her imprisoned by the walls that seemed to be made just for him.

  It was the best moment of his life.

  He withdrew from Jessica as she continued to enjoy the last spasms from the encounter, but Jake still hadn’t finished and let himself fall on the couch and grabbing hold of her pulled her seating her on top of his muscular legs. He caressed her hair and observed her lustful expression.

  “I had planned on going slower, but your tits have been driving me crazy since you wore that green dress at the Christmas party, but when I saw you I got hard,” he whispered, confessing in her ear. “If I didn’t fuck you I was going to faint.”

  “This is very strange…” she murmured confused. That party was when they had met for the first time.

  “That day I knew you were going to be mine,” He replied caressing her wet pussy. “I saw you a month ago at the bookstore buying a BDSM novel. I never thought that such an angelic girl had such a dark secret that I shared. My fears went away and now…” He stopped when Jessica moaned at the finger caressing her clitoris. “Begins your training, I’m warning you that you’re going to spend the weekend up in my small dungeon basement. Are you ready?”

  “Yes, master,” Jessica moaned coming once more.

  How could she not be ready? It was impossible to tell how many times she had touched herself after seeing him in his official police uniform. She would give him her life if necessary and spending the weekend in his dungeon didn’t seem so bad. She realized her dark desires were growing and they would continue to grow with each act that Jake would show her.

  Sneak Peek

  Turn the page to read excerpts from two exciting books from author Maialen Alonso.

  The Dragon Lover

  By

  Maialen Alonso

  1. A New Life

  The moving boxes were already emptied, torn apart and piled up next to the cream colored wall closest to the door. A young woman stood with her hands on her hips and a smile on her face that highlighted her clear skin. She observed all the hard work that had been done. Some of her curls fell out of a haphazard updo to fall down gracefully around her face and her honey colored eyes shined bright with emotion.

  My first home, she thought with pride.

  She had found success unexpectedly, the frustrating long years of hard work, had finally paid off. And how, they had paid off. She had more money than she could possibly spend in several lifetimes.

  Mira was a new writer that had dedicated herself to her last novel. She had always created stories full of fantasy, adventure, and puritanical romances. Unfortunately, she had never gotten beyond self-publication and having a small group of fans, it was one of her greatest frustrations. But one day she decided to experiment, she woke up before sunrise with an idea in her head. If the readers wanted erotic stories full of sex, then why not try? She started working on a new project with a mix of fear and excitement. Fear due to ignorance and scarce experience, and excitement over the unknown.

  She submitted her manuscript to several publishing houses that were known for publishing erotic books and that specialized in the adult books genre. Emphasizing submissions to the smaller houses where she thought she had a higher chance of being published. She received many negative responses and some that outright said that they had not bothered to even read her book and then one day the phone rang and her new editor congratulated her. With a great sense of relief her knees weakened and she sat down while he asked for a face to face interview.

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  Nervously, she looked at the small office w
here she found herself seated. The man that she had been speaking to for the last few days received her with a generous hug. He was an older man who had presented his daughter and heir to the family business. Amanda didn’t take long to place a juicy contract on the table. They would use all their funds and contacts to promote her novel something that caused an instant upset stomach in the twenty-six year old Mira. If her book failed, she would cause irreparable damage to the small publishing house, but seeing the confidence that they had in her book pushed her forward. They believed in the future success of her novel and if they believed than it must be true.

  Mira had just celebrated having her book published by the small publishing house when the bomb exploded. Amanda had taken the liberty of sending her book to several blogs that had a great deal of influence in the field, before the book came out for sale. The reviewers were incredibly complementary getting the ball rolling. The day the book came out for sale the response was much better than she could have ever hoped for and the books began selling in the thousands. The fame was too much for her, so she decided to use a pseudonym: Mystic M.

  In less than a year the rights for the book had been sold worldwide and soon it would be published in the majority of languages. This resulted in a bank account balance replete with zeros that would support her for the rest of her life. Support her and the small publishing house that believed in her, and took a chance on publishing her book.

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  Amanda had helped her find a home. One that Mira had been determined would be modest, similar to the one she had grown up in. Unfortunately, the publishing house had decided that a more secure and tranquil place would be better, and chose for her a large penthouse apartment with a studio, located in one of the most luxurious buildings in the city. It contained seven floors for 14 apartments and two porters available day or night to the tenants.