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Bent Over In The Victorian Era Erotic Bundle
Bent Over In The Victorian Era Erotic Bundle
Bent Over In The Victorian Era Erotic Bundle
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Bent Over In The Victorian Era Erotic Bundle

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Beneath the pompous decorum of Victorian life, there lies a barely restrained desire to tear it all down, and take it all off. These titles are all about Victorian era relationships that are so explicit, it's enough to make an Aristocrat faint!


Bent Over By The Cruel Lord
Greta dresses up as a boy to try to steal from the local markets, but the plan goes wrong when a muscular Lord grabs her by the scruff of her neck.
When the Lord discovers her secret, Greta finds herself spanked in the public square - and that's just the beginning, to her pleasure. Set in Victorian London.
Knocked Up By The Duke
The Duke's beautiful wife is barren and he's in desperate need of an heir. Through a stroke of luck there is a beautiful young woman working for his household who looks just like his wife, innocent and submissive young Elle. When Elle is summoned into the Duke's chambers and greeted by him and his wife with the shocking request to allow herself to be impregnated, she wants to run away. However the incredibly powerful Duke has ways of persuading her... What Elle doesn't expect is the Duke's wife to stay in the room and join in herself. Elle is seduced, stripped and under the wife's watchful eye used like a harlot as the Duke expertly manipulates her body.
Bred By The Servant
When Sarah is alone with a coachman recently hired by her parents, Duke and Dutchess Berekly, she is expected to be a proper lady. The extremely forward and well hung servant has other plans, however, despite Sarah's virginity.
This is an explicit victorian era erotic romance with a dominant alpha male.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 14, 2020
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Bent Over In The Victorian Era Erotic Bundle - Elle London

Bent Over In The Victorian Era Erotic Bundle

Lovillia Hearst

Elle London

Bent Over By The Cruel Lord

Lovillia Hearst

Greta gathered her long, dark hair up to a ponytail at the top of her head and held it tightly while she forced the threadbare wool cap into place. The sound of laughter came to her, but she was used to it and ignored her friend.

Why don’t you cut your hair short, Harriet said. It would make your life a whole lot easier.

I want to look like a boy, Greta shot back. Not actually be one.

She made sure any loose strands of hair were tucked under the close-fitting cap before squatting down to put her hands in the dirt on the floor and rubbing some on her face.

All someone would have to do was yank off that hat and your charade as a twenty one year old Victorian urchin girl pretending to be male would end, Harriet said.

Maybe, Greta replied. But it hasn’t happened yet and life on the streets is a lot less trouble if people think you’re a boy. Look at what happened to you the other day.

I got away from him, Harriet replied in a nonchalant voice, but a cold shiver trickled down her spine at the memory of the way she was manhandled before escaping the man’s clutches.

Greta pulled up the slightly tattered britches she wore and made sure the string around her waist was tied securely. She then slid a hand under the loose fitting shirt to ensure the strip of cotton flattening her breasts was tightly in place before moving across the dingy room to stand by her friend.

You should follow my lead, she urged.

Harriet looked down at the ripped dress she wore.

Oh yeah, she said sarcastically when she raised her gaze. And where am I supposed to get a pair of britches, a cap and a boy’s shirt to wear.

Steal them, Greta said. Isn’t that how we get everything?

I don’t know, Harriet said in an uncertain voice. I’m not sure I want to be a boy.

It’s just a disguise to make life on the streets a bit easier, Greta said. I’m not saying live your life as a boy.

No, Tom wouldn’t like it, Harriet said.

Greta rolled her eyes.

He’s an idiot, she replied.

Don’t say that about him, Harriet complained. I…

Alright, alright, Greta interrupted and shook her head. You do whatever you want. Are you coming with me?

Harriet pouted her lips as she considered it, but eventually shook her head when she spoke.

I’ll pass on this one.

I’ll bring you back some, Greta said as she moved to the door of the dilapidated building.

Not that there was a door actually there and she stopped at the dirty sheet they’d hung across the opening in an attempt to give themselves some privacy. She cast her gaze around the place and it made her shake her head.

This hovel is going to fall down on us, she said.

At least it keeps the rain off, Harriet replied.

Yeah, Greta muttered forlornly and lifted her hand in a final gesture to her friend before sweeping the sheet aside to walk outside. The evening sun broke through dark clouds and she turned her face up to it as she moved to the end of the narrow street, but she went no further until darkness surrounded her.

There were still puddles on the ground from the thunderstorm that battered down that afternoon and she avoided them to make sure the water didn’t seep through the holes in her boots. It was unlikely she’d make it back home with her feet dry, but she always tried to keep herself comfortable for as long as possible or her nightly forays.

The dreary gloom gave her cover to go unnoticed as she navigated her way towards her destination. Her instinct was to stay in the darker shadows of the buildings and she flitted from one to the next as she made her way along cobbled lanes. She stopped every so often to look around, but the streets were quiet and she guessed the threat of more rain was keeping people inside. That suited her fine because it meant even less chance she would be seen.

She came to a stop for a final time to look around before making the last turn. It got her the sight of the high wall she needed to get over, but she knew where she could do that. Stepping into the shadow of the wall, she made her way along it until she reached the street lantern. The metal was damp and she guessed that would make it more difficult to climb, but it

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