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By Kitty Thomas

Comfort Food is a piece of literary erotica/psychological mystery. This paintings isn't romance. This paintings isn't really "BDSM fiction". This paintings isn't "50 Shades". this is often darkish literary erotica. Emphasis on the literary. it is not porn for a fast spank, and it isn't romance with an HEA. Please do not learn this paintings searching for that sort of ebook. when you should not convinced if this author's paintings is for you, please attempt a few of her lighter fare first, like Blood Mate or Mafia Captive.


Emily Vargas has been taken captive. As a part of his conditioning equipment, her captor refuses to talk to her, understanding how a lot she craves human touch. he is a ways too attractive to be a monster. mixed together with his loss of violence towards her, this has her strolling an excellent line on the fringe of sanity. informed within the first individual from Emily's viewpoint, convenience foodstuff is a story of erotic hand over that explores what occurs while all expectancies of enjoyment and discomfort are grew to become the other way up, as whips turn into convenience and poultry soup turns into punishment.


This e-book explores mature subject matters and isn't appropriate if you cannot deal with them or minors.


" . . . darkish, provocative, and manifestly sincere . . ." H. Turley, Reader

"Disturbing, twisted, and simply undeniable bizarre . . . " Amy, GoodReads Reviewer

" . . . an intelligently written, well-researched and intensely erotic exploration of the extremity of energy dynamics . . . it is fresh to learn a person courageous adequate to take on erotic topics which are really taboo and infrequently published." - Remittance lady, Reader and writer of "Gaijin" and different works of erotica

"They are a fit made in a twisted kind of hell. i do not, commonly, like erotica, yet i am prone to try out Ms. Thomas' destiny paintings simply to see how a ways she will be able to push the envelope." - A style For Ebooks, evaluate Blog

" . . . superbly written and exquisitely certain . . . a brilliantly written e-book and that i hugely recommend it, in case you are up for the challenge." -

" . . . the main twisted type of mental conditioning, i have ever learn . . . will stick on your mind for days when you learn it." - Kathleen Gresham, Reader

If you're keen on erotica via Kitty Thomas, you may as well take pleasure in Claudia D. Christian and Annabel Joseph.

Other books by means of Kitty Thomas:

Guilty Pleasures
Tender Mercies
The final woman
Submissive Fairy stories (anthology of The public sale, Awakening, and The King's Pleasure)
Big Sky

The Auction
The King's Pleasure

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I hadn’t learned how hungry i used to be. excessive worry has a tendency to close down the starvation reaction. After the second one chew, his hand lightly fondled one in all my breasts via my garments. I stiffened and flinched away. He didn’t yell or hit me. He easily put the bowl again at the desk and received up. Then his footsteps began to recede within the path they’d come from. So this used to be the sport he was once enjoying? both i'd settle for his contact, or he’d starve me to dying? I listen it’s a terrible solution to die, moment simply to drowning or suffocation. these issues may possibly nonetheless be at the menu. It was once early but. “Please . . . wait. ” I hated myself for asserting it. Hated myself sufficient that had my arms been loose and a razor been close by, i'd have pressed the blade into my dermis and bled out correct there in entrance of him. i used to be already bargaining, doing the appease the captor and perhaps he won’t damage you too undesirable factor. In flip, he could exhibit a small kindness the following or there to realize my overall dependence on him And voila . . . speedy Stockholm Syndrome. His footsteps stopped, and that i heard him flip, nonetheless as silent as ever. After a second, he back and sat backtrack within the chair. i used to be making an attempt to not hyperventilate. I wasn’t definite what I’d need to let him to do to enable me breathe right into a paper bag. This used to be how our contract started. He by no means stated a note, by no means made any form of verbal possibility. He didn’t have to. It was once a tacit contract. i'd supply him what he sought after, in any other case. right away the bargaining chip at the desk used to be meals. i used to be nonetheless arguing with myself over that one, berating myself for no longer being enhanced, no longer protecting out longer. He hadn’t attempted to fuck me but. Having my breast fondled used to be a small fee to pay to devour. The spoon prodded at my mouth back and that i unfolded for the nice and cozy liquid. He’d gotten the great crackers. The oval-shaped Townhouse variety. the type I beloved. I had a second of just about hysteria considering how lengthy he’d watched me, how a lot he knew approximately me. Did he comprehend this actual foodstuff someway idiotically made me believe secure? I tensed as I heard the spoon clank into the bowl back. I knew what that intended. each phone in my physique felt poised, on facet, attempting to inch away as his hand closed over my breast once more. He hadn’t moved to take any of my outfits off. He appeared to wish me to comply with each step of my desecration. I didn’t are looking to reply, yet his thumb caressed over my nipple throughout the layers of garments so lightly, so enticingly that i discovered myself arching towards him. i wished to jerk away, but when I did he’d depart and take the meals with him. This time my begging would possibly not carry him again. This development repeated itself persistently. First a chunk, then a fondle, till the soup was once long past. He desired to ensure the stipulations have been transparent to me, that not anything will be given to me freely. i might pay for all of it. I stored rewinding the day in my head. What if I’d performed whatever in a different way? What if I’d by no means left the desk? Had it been essential to reapply my lipstick that with regards to the top of the day? Had a tube of waxy colour known as Sassy Vixen relatively been the catalyst to take my freedom from me?

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