Contemporary BDSM Erotica
Date Published: June 6, 2025
Warning: This is a Razorās Edge Daddy Dom BDSM Erotica short story.
Expect limited plot and character development, and lots of heat. If
youāre looking for a lengthy plot driven erotic romance, this is not
it!
Iāve never been happier in my life than I am since Iāve come to
live with Max. Then I meet Kitten and my world changes again. Sheās
kind and sweet and, oh, so sensual.
Iām about to find out what itās like to be Kittenās
Bunny.
EXCERPT
āThere you are, Bunny!ā
I had been enjoying the warm spring air wafting through the open window and
seating a bunny tail butt plug into my ass when the door to the bedroom I
shared with Max burst open. I was bent over at the waist adjusting the end
of the tail while looking back in a three-way mirror set up specifically for
this purpose. The plug had a curved silicone extension that fit between my
cheeks so that the puffy tail sat at the base of my spine.
I grinned over my shoulder at the small woman. She had on a headband with
cat ears and a long, furry cat tail that swished with the sway of her hips
as she moved. Normally. Right now, the tail was trailing along behind her as
she bounded toward me in her excitement. Like me, the ears and tail were all
she was wearing. I barely got turned around before she threw herself at me.
Kitten was very affectionate, once she got to know you.
I wasnāt too proud to admit the feel of Kittenās lithe body
pressed against mine was a bit of a turn on. Though I appreciated a
beautiful body, whether man or woman, Iād never been particularly
attracted to a woman before. But Kitten was special, and I was certainly
susceptible to her charms. Probably because, since Iād been with Max,
heād kept me in a heightened state of arousal almost continually. And
I enjoyed every fucking second of our play.
I returned her hug with a tight, happy hug of my own. āIām
almost ready. Do you know whatās going on?ā
Kitten nipped my ear playfully. āYep. Come on.ā
I laughed at her lightheartedness. Kitten loved to play. Right now, she had
what looked like a case of the zoomies. Sheād most certainly been
aptly named. Weād been fast friends almost from the moment we met. Had
that been five months ago? Daddy Jacob had insisted on waiting to introduce
me to Kitten until he was sure I wasnāt going to hurt her by leaving
abruptly. Heād been right. Kitten loved with her whole heart, and I
was honored to have found a place in her life. āWait! I need my
ears!ā
Kitten huffed out a mock exasperated breath, but I saw her lips twitch.
āSo high maintenance. Itās a good thing you have me.ā We
giggled as she helped me with my bunny ears and gave my hair one last fluff.
āMax will be so proud of you.ā Practically bouncing on her toes,
she gave me a huge smile as she moved around the room looking forā¦
something. Another accessory for my hair? Different bunny ears? I was
partial to the pink ones. In the end she didnāt change anything, only
fussed over me. With every excited squeal, Kittenās breasts jiggled
enticingly. I knew she had a child, and maybe there were a few stretch marks
on her tummy, but her body was tight and toned, her breasts small but firm
and perfectly formed.
āAre we ready? I think weāre ready!ā The smile on
Kittenās face was so beautiful she nearly took my breath. She was
flushed with excitement, which fueled my own anticipation. Whatever was
about to happen was something she was looking forward to in the
extreme.
It wasnāt unusual for us to help each other get ready when one of our
men decided to share us. Kitten often helped me pick out different tails and
ears when my turn came to be the entertainment after one of Daddy
Jacobās meetings. We always had great fun.
We hurried down the long hall together, both of us giggling. I was hand in
hand with Kitten as she took us to the grand staircase. Naked. Fun times! We
skipped playfully down the stairs, laughing the whole way. I was becoming
more and more aroused the longer I was in Kittenās company. The woman
simply oozed sex appeal, and I was not immune. I didnāt know the
protocol for this kind of situation, so Iād feel much better once I
was with Max again. Or at least had him give me the OK to do whatever.
Enzo stood at the bottom of the stairs, greeting us with a warm smile. He
was not only in charge of security for all of us, but also Daddy
Jacobās oldest and most trusted friend. Kitten launched herself at
Enzo with a squeal, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around
his waist in delight.
Enzoās warm chuckle filled the massive formal entry hall. āAh,
little Kitten. Youāre full of energy this evening, arenāt
you?ā
āI am, Enzo. Are you joining us later?ā Kitten smiled up at
him. Enzoās affection for Kitten was obvious. Same as Kittenās
affection for Enzo was plain to see.
The big man gave her one hard squeeze before gently setting her on her
feet. āAfraid not. Iām sure Iāll see you both soon
though.ā He gave me a wink as he bent to kiss Kitten on the lips. She
giggled and wrapped her arms back around him so he could deepen the kiss,
sweeping his tongue into her mouth until Kitten was purring like, well, a
Kitten.
āEnzo.ā Daddy Jacob stepped out of his study and leaned against
the doorframe, shaking his head. If Iād thought Daddy Jacob would be
angry or jealous another man was kissing his wife, Iād have been
wrong. Daddy Jacob grinned and shook his head as if Kittenās antics
amused him. āWould you be so kind as to allow me the use of my wife
this evening?ā
Enzo smiled down at Kitten with affection and not a small amount of lust.
āOnly if you let me have the privilege of her company later in the
week when Iām not on duty.ā
āYouāre always on duty,ā Daddy Jacob shot back, but his
lips spread wider and his eyes were merry. āBut I think we can work
something out.ā
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
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