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New Trailer for A Beautiful Liar

Please check out my new book trailer for A Beautiful Liar and let me know if you like it!

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Check Out My New Page!

Make sure to check out my new page!

Leanna’s Book Excepts

Get a look into all 5 of my books.

I’ve added a page with excerpts from all five of my books!

They are all available at amazon.com and you can see more at

http://www.leannaharrow.com

Enjoy 😉

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New Trailer…

Check out my trailer for my erotic short story book now available on Amazon.com

http://youtu.be/YGfA6f8JEeE

http://www.amazon.com/Collection-Stories-Leanna-Fearsome-ebook/dp/B00C07EKH0/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1364878234&sr=1-5&keywords=leanna+harrow

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Coming Soon To Amazon

 

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I Can Just Hear It Now…

So can you..

You  can hear excerpts of my naughty stories at

http://www.leannaharrow.com/shortstories.html

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Another Release!

Announcing Another Release From Leanna Harrow!!

“A Collection of Short Stories

By Leanna Harrow

From the Fun to the Fearsome”

Is available on Amazon.com!

 

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00C07EKH0

Get it while it’s hot…well, it’s always going to be hot 😉 Get your copy now!

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A Short Story~”You’re Late”

“You’re Late”

A Short Story

By Leanna Harrow

10-26-12

 

“You’re late” Rachel called out from the kitchen when she heard the front door close.

“I know,” her husband Brad said. “I left my car charger in my briefcase at the office or I would have called you on the way home” he replied.

“Was that an excuse I just heard?” Rachel asked as she walked into the foyer to meet her husband of six months. She greeted him wearing her black push up bra, black crotch less panties, thigh high stockings and four inch pumps. She was holding a three bead handled red whip.

“I guess it was, I’m sorry” he said trying not to smile as he knew what that would bring on.

“Sorry my ass” she said as she walked around him and whacked him across the back of the legs with the whip.

“Ouch” her husband cried out.

“Ouch my ass, I think you’re in need of another lesson my love. Respect in a marriage is very important. I work hard too and I don’t appreciate being made to wait. So, get your ass in the bedroom and strip. Now!” she ordered.

Brad immediately made his way to the bedroom. He stripped off his clothes and stood there waiting for his wife. He could not hide the raging hard on he now possessed knowing what she might have in store for him. Rachel made her husband wait as she went back into the kitchen to finish what she had been doing before he had gotten home. Brad stood quietly next to the bed as not to agitate his wife further. Rachel finally entered the bedroom ten minutes later, happy to see that her husband had obviously been thinking about what was to come.

“Against the wall” she ordered him.

“Yes darling” he said as he took his place backed against the wall as she had demanded. Rachel fastened the ankle cuffs they had suctioned to the wall around him with the all too familiar “clicks”. She then tied his hands above his heads with the silk sashes they had rigged up to his chin up bar that was hanging in the door way of the nearby bathroom.

She tied them good and tight this time. She was going to make sure he didn’t forget to call her and let he know he was running late next time, even if it meant stopping at a pay phone. Once he was secure, Rachel took the beaded end of the whip and placed it at Brad’s Adams apple. She used it to trace slowly down to his throbbing cock.

“Hard or easy darling?” she asked.

“Easy” he replied knowing that the answer was probably a mistake the moment the word had left his mouth. Rachel smiled up at him. She stepped in front of him, her face mere inches from his, smiling at him all the while. She leaned in and gently kissed his lips. She then kissed each of his cheeks as she made her way to the hollow of his neck. Her breath was hot and moist. She sucked on his skin, gently at first, then harder and harder until it almost hurt. She was going to leave her mark on him! Brad moaned as she released her grip on his neck and continued her journey south. She left a trail of kisses down his chest, to his belly as she finally came to his massively erect cock. She licked her lips as she looked up at him.

“You ready baby?” She asked.

“Yes baby, so ready” Brad croaked. Rachel stood up and smiled at him. She walked over to the nightstand, took out her vibrator and positioned herself on the bed as she noticed a frown cross Brad’s face.

“You need to be punished baby,” Rachel told him as she spread her legs showing him her glistening slit. She took her vibrator, switched it on and placed it on her sweet spot.

“You need to understand darling,” she began “that it takes time and preparation to race home from work, prepare dinner and have it ready for you when you come home. When you are late, it throws everything off schedule and you know how I like to stick to my schedules don’t you?” she asked as she ran the head of the giant toy up and down against her clit. Brad nodded his head, his gazed transfixed on the massive toy making his wife wetter and wetter.

“Good,” she said as she slipped her toy inside her aching pussy, making herself catch her breath as she came. Brad moaned.

“What baby?” she asked.

“I want to be your toy” he answered.

“Are you going to forget to call when you’re going to be late again?” she asked smiling at him.

“No, never” he promised.

“Good” she replied as she worked the giant member faster and faster making herself cum again. Brad started pulling at the silk bindings.

“Wait love” Rachel told him as she continued fucking herself even harder.

“It’s not fair babe, you’re going to make me cum if you’re not careful” he warned her.

“That’ll be too bad for you” she said breathlessly as she smiled at him. Seeing the tortured look on his face really turned her on. Rachel slid the vibrator out of her sopping wet pussy and laid it on the night stand. She got up off of the bed and went to her husband. She kissed him slowly, her mouth wet and eager. When her lips left him she smiled.

“I’ll be right back” she said as she walked across the room and out of the bedroom door. She heard his moan from the living room. Another smile crossed her lips. After another ten minutes she returned from the kitchen to release him from his shackles. She was holding a wooden kitchen spoon.

“I’m going to make sure you’ve learned your lesson” she said slapping the spoon against the palm of her hand. “Assume the position” she commanded. Her husband went to the bed and laid down on it, face up. Rachel straddled him at the neck. Brad moved his hands up to grab her tits. She reached back and smacked him on the thigh. A whimper escaped him.

“Did I tell you to touch me?” she asked. Brad shook his head.

“You know the rules. Don’t make me spank you again.” She warned. She inched herself up closer to Brads mouth. Brads hands went up again, this time to her hips. Rachel smacked him again with the spoon, this time on the hip.

“You’re asking for it” she told him as she positioned herself directly over his eager mouth. Brad laid the palms of his hands flat against the bed. Rachel sank her pussy down onto her husband’s mouth and gave him what he so obviously craved. Brad feverishly licked and sucked her as she rode his face. Rachel came again and Brad lapped up her juices. His hand instinctively went to his rock hard dick. Rachel abruptly rose up off of his face and moved over onto the bed next to her husband.

“Turn over” she demanded. Brad did as she instructed. Rachel delivered four powerful blows to his ass with the wooden spoon leaving two perfectly shaped red marks on each cheek, Brad new better than to make a sound; doing so would have surely brought on more blows.

“Turn over” she demanded again. Brad gladly did as she said; he knew she was finally going to put him out of his misery. Brad turned over onto his back, hard on waving in the air. Rachel straddled him at his belly.

“Is this what you’ve been waiting for baby?” she asked. Afraid to answer her incorrectly, Brad just smiled at her. She smiled back as she slowly slid down and slipped his rock hard cock into her slick, soaked sweet spot. A moan escaped both of them at the same time. Rachel slowly came up off of Brad’s hard shaft to the tip of his cock and she slowly fucked just the top of his dick. After a few strokes, she would take all of him. She did this until she could sense he was close to cumming. She wanted to cum with him so she took him deep and rode him hard. Brad could feel it in his balls, he was getting ready to cum. Rachel was close as well and by the time that Brad got his rocks off, Rachel was in the midst of the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. She rode him until he was spent. Shaking and out of breath, she slipped him out of her and lay down beside him.

“Wow, I could really get used to you being late” she said with a laugh.

“So could I” her husband agreed with a smile still planted firmly on his face.

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Short Story “A Short Run”

“A Short Run”
A Short Story
By Leanna Harrow
10-21-12

“Bill, I’m going for a short run, I’ll be back in twenty minutes or so” Laura called out to her husband. She waited for a minute but didn’t hear him reply. She put her headphones in and headed out the door. It was just getting dark as she ran towards the park at the end of their street. It was kind of dark out there but they lived in a very safe part of town. She had run at that park a thousand times and loved the fact it had a track that circled the entire park. She could run it twice in fifteen minutes.
Laura ran the loop with the music on her I pod running through her head. She loved the fact that she could come, run, let the music play and let the stress of the day melt away. As she rounded a corner on the track she saw a flash. It was an instant and he had her. One arm around her waist and one over her mouth. He dragged her off the track and into the nearby bushes. Laura kicked at him with all the fury she could muster. It did no good.
He had her on the ground in seconds. In Laura’s mind it took hours to be dragged from where she had been running to where he finally threw her to the ground. She landed with a thud. The breath left her with a sharp pain in her right side. Had he just broken one of her ribs? She couldn’t think about anything but the shadowy figure dressed in black that was moving towards her at what seemed like the speed of light.
“Scream and I’ll kill you. I know where you live and I’ll kill your husband first” the masked man told her. Fear seized Laura’s heart.
Laura turned over onto her stomach and scrambled to get to her feet. The black clad man grabbed her by her feet and dragged her further back into the brush. She tried to scream but the screams wouldn’t come. The motherfucker had broken her rib!
He grabbed her, pulled back into the brush where he wanted her and flipped her over onto her back. Laura started kicking, aiming for his balls. He grabbed her feet and bent them to her knees as he fell onto his. She began her assault with her fists on his head, shoulders and face. He pinned her legs with his and grabbed her hands. He laughed. Laura was furious at this point. She stopped struggling. If he wanted to fuck her, it was going to be like fucking a corpse.

“Good girl, you can just lay there if you want, just don’t scream because I swear to God, I’ll come back and kill your husband, then you. Got me bitch?” he asked. Laura did nothing but nod her head.
He held her hands above her head as he removed her jogging shorts. He was really glad she hadn’t worn spandex. He hated fucking spandex. He was pleasantly surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. That made his job a little easier. He pulled his jogging pants down. His hard on ready and waiting.
Laura spat in his face. He smiled at her. She began twisting under his grip. She had decided that if he wanted it, he was going to have to fight her for it. He used his free hand to slip two of his fingers inside her. For someone fighting not to give it up, she sure was wet. He like that.
He removed his fingers and put them to her lips. She opened her mouth with a smile and he slid them in. Laura promptly bit down on them as hard as she could, drawing blood. The man pulled his bleeding fingers from her mouth and slapped her across the face leaving a smear of blood across her cheek.
He had obviously had enough as he reached down and slid his now throbbing cock into her. He fucked her hard, making her cry out. He liked that. He made sure he had her hands secure and used his free hand to lift one of her legs so that he could get deep and fuck her good and hard. He’s teach this bitch not to bite.
He got her leg up and over his shoulder and continued fucking her as hard as he could. He lost his grip on her hands at one point and Laura used the opportunity to slap him across the face and try and gouge his eyes out. He quickly regained control of those flailing arms of hers. She sure was a feisty one! He liked that too. The more she fought, the harder he fucked her.
He felt it in his balls, he was getting ready to cum. He slowed his pace and she started bucking to get him off of her. He knew that if he didn’t  go back to it she might get the better of him, this one was a real pisser. He decided to flip her over and go at her from behind. He got her on her belly and held her hands behind her back. He pulled her up and entered her from behind.
He fucked her slowly, methodically for what seemed like hours to Laura. When he decided it was time, he fucked her so hard she thought she’d pass out. Finally, he came. He released Laura’s hands and handed her, her jogging shorts. She slowly put them on as she was now sure her rib was broken.
“Nice touch spitting in my face” the man said.
“I think you broke my fucking rib” Laura said.
“Oh god, I’m sorry babe, I’ll go get the car and take you to the emergency room” her husband told her.
“And just what am I supposed to say when they ask how this happened? ‘My husband and I were shaking things up a bit and he got a little carried away in a rape scenario’ that would make us look a little strange don’t you think?” she said with a laugh and a wince.
“We can tell them you fell in the shower” Bill said.
“I guess we could, you just have to play a long and not get that stupid look on your face or a raging hard on thinking about what really happened” Laura said as she punched her husband in the arm.

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