New Erotic Romance – Olivia in Self-Bondage 2

Erotic Romance “Olivia in Self-Bondage 2” is anticipated to be published in June on Amazon.  If you liked “Olivia in Self-Bondage 1” and found Olivia to be adorable, you are bound to love this sequel.  Follow University Student Olivia as she relaxes in her dorm’s sauna, meets a hot babe and chases O’s while in self-bondage.  As with all the stories in the Self-Bondage book series, there is a crisis, but it all turns out well.

There is still a bit of writing, editing and polishing to be done, but the book will be out soon.  Please enjoy the following excerpt, where Olivia is daydreaming while laying in a hot sauna:

Tropical Beach Visualization

I start visualizing myself laying on a big fluffy towel on pure white sand that is as fine as powdered sugar. There is no one else here. I am alone on this beautiful crescent-shaped beach. There is not a cloud in the deep blue sky, and the sun is fierce. I am wearing a black, one-piece bathing suit, which only amplifies the sun’s heat on my skin. I can feel myself sweating heavily, which is almost like a release in itself. I can feel a slight, cool breeze on my skin.

As I look up, I see the tops of palm trees swaying high above my head. The only things I can hear are the waves gently lapping as they roll in and out, and the sound of a slight breeze against the tops of the trees. I turn my head and I see a dolphin jump out of the water in the distance. I hear a splash when he dives back in. I turn my head the other direction and see a hermit crab with a pretty shell digging a hole, flinging bits of sand out to make its nest. It is like I am in my own little isolated cocoon here on my beach.

As I lay here on my beach, I look down, and see how sleek and tight fitting my black swimsuit is. The armholes are cut deep, outlining my shoulders and showing just the right amount of side-boob. Sexy, yet still secure. I look down at my chest, and notice that my black swimsuit is holding my boobs just right. Deep, sweaty cleavage that is sexy, yet with my boobs also secure. I look down further and raise my hips to look at my legs. The French-cut lines on the bottom of my swimsuit trace out the tops of my thighs really high, making them seem really long. My body is perfect here on my perfect, tropical, sun-drenched beach.

I raise my arms up, and wipe the sweat off of them. I sniff the air and I can smell the saltiness of the ocean water. The air is hot, so hot it is almost burning the inside of my nose, but it is also fresh and clean. I then bring my right arm across my lower body, and start reaching for my pussy with my index and middle fingers. They are walking along my lower tummy, just like that hermit crab walks along the sand. A moment later, my fingers have arrived at the Northern border of Pussyville.

Just before I touch my pussy, I hear a squeak! Eeep! My heart rate immediately accelerates and I feel my skin flush! That squeaky sauna door is my alarm system. I immediately look at the door in a panic! Someone is opening the door and is about to come in!