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Miss Baxter's Girls Book 2: Anise the Snowboarder
Miss Baxter's Girls Book 2: Anise the Snowboarder
Miss Baxter's Girls Book 2: Anise the Snowboarder
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Hilary Baxter is a retired dominatrix who runs a boarding house for young women, and Anise has been there the longest. But how did she come to be employed as Miss Baxter’s sexy assistant? It wasn’t an easy road for either of them.

The two mix like oil and water. Anise isn’t ready for Miss Baxter’s uptight attitude, and Miss Baxter certainly is not thrilled with Anise’s lackadaisical outlook on life.

Then things come to a head, and Miss Baxter’s former profession takes center stage. Harsh words are spoken, apologies are made, and a new special therapy regime is agreed upon.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherJMS Books LLC
Release dateJun 15, 2019
ISBN9781634869966
Miss Baxter's Girls Book 2: Anise the Snowboarder

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    Miss Baxter's Girls Book 2 - Davina Lee

    Miss Baxter’s Girls: Anise the Snowboarder

    By Davina Lee

    Published by JMS Books LLC

    Visit jms-books.com for more information.

    Copyright 2019 Davina Lee

    ISBN 9781634869966

    Cover Design: Written Ink Designs | written-ink.com

    Image by Exey Panteleev | License by CC BY 2.0

    All rights reserved.

    WARNING: This book is not transferable. It is for your own personal use. If it is sold, shared, or given away, it is an infringement of the copyright of this work and violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

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    This book is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It may contain sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which might be considered offensive by some readers. Please store your files where they cannot be accessed by minors.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    Published in the United States of America.

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    Miss Baxter’s Girls: Anise the Snowboarder

    By Davina Lee

    I am kneeling on the seat of an antique Victorian arm chair that’s probably worth more than I have in my bank account at the moment. That’s okay though, Miss Baxter’s covered it with a bed sheet in case I start to leak. I grip the back of the chair—because I’m facing the wrong way—and spread my thighs. My jeans are a puddle on the floor.

    Are you ready, Anise?

    Yes, Miss Baxter.

    What words are you going to remember if things get too intense?

    Red and yellow, Miss Baxter.

    Good girl. Ten was the number we agreed upon, correct?

    Yes, Miss Baxter.

    Crack!

    The sound of the leather riding crop striking my bare buttocks fills my ears. I shudder and relish the warmth spreading over my skin. As usual, she is going easy on me at the start.

    One, Miss Baxter.

    I knew that by the time we got to ten, I would be fighting back the tears, and squeezing the back of the chair in an effort to quell my shuddering. But I also knew that when we were done, Miss Baxter would take me in her arms and hold me until the shaking stopped and I was whole again.

    And at the end of it all, I would thank her. This was my idea after all, our weekly therapy appointment, and I was determined to have it continue.

    Crack!

    Two, Miss Baxter.

    * * * *

    You must be my snowboarder. Those were the first words Hilary Baxter spoke to me when she opened the door to her boarding house. On that gray day when she found me leaning on a pair of crutches on her front porch—back when I thought of her only as my landlady.

    Not anymore, I said.

    She said nothing, but looked me up and down, her gaze starting

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