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Dominant Wives Society and Their Cuckold Husbands, Volume 4 , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 54min, (USK 18)

Greetings everyone... Eve began her cuckold class, "I know that it is your first time being here and you have nothing to fear, well nothing yet." The room full of men cuckolds chuckled. "Under your seats you will find your cuckold guide that will answer pretty much any question you have about becoming a cuckold husband." The men in Eve's class reached underneath their seats and pulled out the guide book. My husband Jake will be going over some things with you, but it would be better if you read the book on your own to learn all about becoming a cuckold husband." Eve said. "This is my cuckold husband, Jake." Jake then took the floor. "As my beautiful wife introduced me, I am Jake. I am proud to be a submissive and cuckold husband. There is a misconception of becoming a cuckold. Some people think it's a sign of weakness. But, for me, it's a sign of strength. I take pride in my submissiveness. I work as a CEO in multi-million dollar corporation. Every day I have to make decisions that affect my company, our clients and my employees. I'm the boss of over 2,000 employees. I tell people what to do every day. When I come home and I am away from the office, I hate making decisions or being the boss. That is why I leave all the decisions for our home, sex, marriage and personal life, up to my gorgeous wife, Eve. Jake sipped some water and continued. "Most men, like myself, feel awkward with what is expected from them in the beginning. When you begin this journey with your wife, not to mention her lovers, you want to please your wife and her lovers. I didn't have much guidance, I did a lot of research online and joined online groups of other cuckolds to get more of a grasp on exactly what being a cuckold entailed." Jake then held up his guide book,"I created this guide book for all cuckolds, just starting out or ones who have been doing it for awhile." Jake opened the book and flipped through some pages. "Inside, you wi ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Candy Kross. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/acx0/017715/bk_acx0_017715_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.

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Black Knight 3: The Yacht , Hörbuch, Digital, ungekürzt, 59min, (USK 18)

Black Knight: Sarah Weston was doing well for herself. She had a good career and she had survived two years of marriage that had not been all bad, but had simply petered out. She had moved on. Then one day she met someone, someone who knew things about her that she had not even confessed to herself. He had plans for her, but first he would seduce her. Her Black Knight would take Sarah on a path into sensuality and surrender that would turn her inside out. The Yacht: My tummy felt full of tiny butterflies as the uniformed pilot came down the steps to take my bag. He helped me into the cabin of the executive plane and settled me into a leather seat before going forward. Neither he nor the limousine driver would tell me anything about Sir John or Jude. All I could think of on the plane as I sipped a glass of cold white wine, was my life had not been the same since our casual meeting at a conference. My work career had become boring interludes between seeing Sir John. Yet this was only my third visit in more than a month, the only passenger on a luxury private jet to the Balearics. The tingling sensation of the jewel in my navel was a constant reminder of other, deeper sensations I had experienced. Those thoughts made me grow wet imagining what might lie ahead. The jet flew me to the Mediterranean to arrive two hours later in Palma; taxiing to the executive terminal in one corner of the airport. The taxi driver at Palma was no more helpful. He shrugged at my questions and drove me at ridiculous speeds through dark scenery and night time postcard villages to my destination. The glittering marina was on the eastern side of the island, the sign in the headlights said 'Cala Longa'. The taxi drove slowly past impressive motor launches and yachts, from ten metre luxury boats, to some monsters more than thirty five metres long, moving gently at their moorings. Ooh there's a big mirror!" Your tone was that of a naughty young girl and made me want to have you ungekürzt. Language: English. Narrator: Essemoh Teepee. Audio sample: https://samples.audible.de/bk/smot/000015/bk_smot_000015_sample.mp3. Digital audiobook in aax.

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A Chambered Nautilus (eBook, ePUB)

Nita walked away from her family when she was seventeen years old, determined to never look back. But forty years later, when her mother died and her father descended into Alzheimer's, Nita returned to New Orleans to care for him in his final months. Now her father has passed on, leaving to Nita her childhood home as an inheritance. But she soon finds she isn't the only resident. The house is occupied by ghosts of her past, playing out scenes of the life she fled. What are they trying to tell her? Will they ever leave her in peace? And are they really spirits, or only visions, emerging from sealed-off depths of memory as from the shell of a chambered nautilus? ///////////////////////////////////////////////// Anne L. Watson, a retired historic preservation architecture consultant, is the author of several novels, plus books on such diverse subjects as soapmaking and baking with cookie molds. A former resident of New Orleans -- the setting of "A Chambered Nautilus" -- she currently lives in Bellingham, Washington. ///////////////////////////////////////////////// SAMPLE At the restaurant, we found a corner table a little away from other patrons. When we'd ordered, Enid sipped her ice water. "Tell me more," she said. "I've been seeing ghosts in the house," I said. "Or maybe they're not ghosts. A friend of mine calls them visions." A bad start. I tried again. "I think I told you I'd been a caregiver for my father? Well, he was living in the house I grew up in, and now it's mine. But I keep seeing him -- and my mom, and my sister and brother, and me -- all over the house." "Really? What are these visions about?" "Scenes from the past. I suppose it sounds crazy." "Not at all. You said your dad passed away recently? What about your mom?" "She died a few years ago. Suddenly. That's when we found out Dad had Alzheimer's." "So you were his caregiver after that. Are your brother and sister still living?" "Yes. I'm closer to my sis than to my brother." "My guess is the 'ghosts' are leftover emotional energy from intense experiences in the house. I gather they're not doing everyday tasks like peeling apples and mopping floors." "Mostly not. But even the everyday, normal things they do feel intense." She nodded. "I can see why. What else did your friend say? The one who called them visions." "That it was a form of teaching. That they'd go away once I learned what I needed to."

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Joy (eBook, ePUB)

In the Oakland, California, of 1989, Mirai San Julian is a young woman with a fascinating life and a rich past. She restores historic carousels -- her dream career -- working from her own studio in a former roller skating rink. Though black herself, she spent her first years in a Basque immigrant community in Nevada, the adopted child of a single mother. And after the mother's death, she was raised by her Aunt Joy in a Catholic Worker house. Mirai has a lot going for her -- but then, why is everything suddenly falling apart? Her current, year-long carousel project is veering crazily out of control, in both schedule and budget. The guy who dumped her only months before has shown up married and -- as far as Mirai is concerned -- to the worst possible person. Her mother's death long ago is looking less and less like an accident. And Joy, the one person who has had her complete trust, may know more about that death than she has let Mirai believe. Mirai knows how to restore a carousel, but can she restore relationships with those she loves? Can she strip the old paint of past wrongs to prepare her life for new, more vibrant colors? And will her eyes be clear enough to spot the brass ring when it finally comes within reach? ///////////////////////////////////////////////// Anne L. Watson, a retired historic preservation architecture consultant, is the author of several novels, plus books on such diverse subjects as soapmaking and baking with cookie molds. She currently lives in Bellingham, Washington, with her husband and fellow author, Aaron Shepard. ///////////////////////////////////////////////// SAMPLE "Whoa, Mirai! Remember us?" The crew had gathered at the only big table in the Clearwater Cafe. I'd been so wrapped up in my own problems, I hadn't even seen them. They were all there -- Evangeline, Harvey, Mr. Papadakis. And Will. Neither fight nor flight was practical. I sat down at the table. The waitress hurried to me with a coffeepot and mug. I ordered the special and sipped my coffee. "Clearwater" was certainly the word for that coffee -- they must have named the restaurant after it. I glanced around the table, skipping over Will. Mr. Papadakis caught my eye. "What's the agenda?" he asked. "We'll go to the park as soon as we're done here. Check out the carousel, then have lunch with the committee. We have to give the owners a preliminary report tomorrow morning." Evangeline smiled. "How long are you staying?" she asked me. "All week. You?" "I'll stay awhile. I may want to work on things in place." In Evangeline's case, "awhile" could mean several months. She had an answering service, but no permanent address. At the moment, I envied her. It was Will's turn, so I had to look toward him then. He sat quietly, holding a coffee cup. Will had never worn jewelry, but now a ring glinted on his finger. A plain gold ring on the fourth finger of his left hand. A wedding ring.

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Cassie's Castaways (Island Women, #1) (eBook, ePUB)

When Amy Bendbowe receives a call for help from her dying mother, Cassie, she rushes from Washington's San Juan Island to Mobile, Alabama, to see her. But Cassie has other ideas. Before letting Amy visit the hospital, she wants her to sell off or give away all the stock from Cassie's secondhand store. Is Cassie trying to keep the distance that has long separated her from her daughter? Or is this her way to help Amy finally understand her? This is Book 1 in Anne L. Watson's Island Women trilogy, which includes "Cassie's Castaways," "Willow's Crystal," and "Benecia's Mirror." ///////////////////////////////////////////////// Anne L. Watson, a retired historic preservation architecture consultant, is the author of several novels, plus books on such diverse subjects as soapmaking and baking with cookie molds. Living now in Bellingham, Washington, she lived for many years in Friday Harbor in the San Juan Islands -- the home base of her Island Women trilogy. ///////////////////////////////////////////////// SAMPLE Morning light slid across the mountaintops like a wash of pearl. How far away were they? Twenty miles, fifty? Drinking coffee in my living room, I watched them shine, as I did almost every dawn. Thinking of nothing but the moment, the beautiful moment. My phone rang. At this hour, either a wrong number or something important. I checked the caller ID before answering. Something important, then. "Hey, Dad. What's up?" "Hi, Honey! How's life up there in the islands?" Dad was a good guy, and he loved me. But he used casual endearments only when he wanted something, a speech habit he wasn't aware of. I turned my back on the view, sipped my coffee, and got my guard up. "Life is fine. How's life way down in Seattle?" "Good. Eliane and I went to a gallery opening the other night. You should have seen the garbage they were passing off as art. We laughed so hard on the way home, the cab driver probably thought we were drunk." Drunk on having fun in downtown Seattle sounded good to me. Eliane was smart, witty, and a damned good artist. Didn't fit the wicked stepmother mold in the least. I liked her a lot. "Say hi to Eliane for me. Anyway, what's happening?" "It's your mother. She's in the hospital. From what she says, it doesn't look good. Can you go out there and help?" "Shouldn't I talk to her first?" "She asked me to call you. I don't think she wants to talk about it that much." "How long does she want me to stay?" "More a matter of how long she has left." Oh. "Does anyone know how long that's likely to be? A week, a month?" "You know how your mother is. Name, rank, and serial number, that's about all the information she parts with." "That makes it kind of hard to plan things." "I know. Will you go? Please?" I felt cornered. But however weird my mother could be, she was not one to cry wolf. "Well, I guess," I said. Replacing the phone in its charger, I checked the mountains again, but the glow was gone. They looked cold and far away.

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