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THE STRICT BRITISH BARRISTER: ACT TWO

Due For Release: Friday 2/13/2015

British Barrister, Duncan Rhys-Davis, meets sweet, but sassy, Brittany Carter on a cruise. After having a wonderfully decadent time teaching her a thing or two about spanking, bondage and other depraved delights, Duncan decides to invite her to join him in London  for a few days.  The visit is far more intense, romantic and complicated than either anticipated.

(Reviewed by Etta Stark, The Strict British Barrister: Act One, can be found here:)

http://www.amazon.com/THE-STRICT-BRITISH-BARRISTER-ACT-ebook/dp/B00O4JSIM0%3F

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THE STRICT BRITISH BARRISTER

ACT TWO

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EXCERPT

A moment later Doris placed the famous dessert in front of her, and Brittany stared at it for a moment before letting out a large sigh and shaking her head. It was flaky pastry filled with custard, coated with melted chocolate, and a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

“This is too much, I’m sorry, but I have to move here. I’m leaving South Carolina and moving into this pub.”

“We’d be happy to have you,” Doris said warmly.

“So, you’ve enjoyed a taste of the English countryside?” Duncan grinned as he scooped up a spoonful of the luscious dessert.

“Enjoyed? No, this is way beyond enjoying. It’s fantastic, and I meant what I said, I’m moving into this pub. You can visit me on weekends.”

“Hmmm, that would work. I’ll arrive on Friday, make mad, passionate love to you all weekend, and give you your weekly spanking on Sunday night.”

“My what?”

“Your weekly spanking,” he replied casually, “speaking of which, you won’t be spanked when we get home.”

“You’ve changed your mind?” she asked feeling strangely disappointed, then wondering why.

“Oh, no, I haven’t changed my mind, I just wasn’t accurate,” he said lowering his voice. “I won’t only be spanking you, I’ll be introducing you to my flogger.”

“S-sorry, what did you just say?” she stammered, grateful she’d not been holding her coffee cup.

“You heard me,” he smiled, “and I think it’s about time we started to head home. You finish your pudding. I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Whoa, you can’t just leave after saying something like that,” she protested.

“Of course I can. Finish the pudding. I won’t be long.”

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