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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Darkest Sin

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

  Playlist

  “I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.”

  Author’s Note

  From the Author

  Special Thanks To:

  Prologue

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  Epilogue

  Ruthless. Unstoppable. Sexy.

  Darkest Sin

  Ashton Blackthorne

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

  This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, businesses and incidents are from the author’s imagination, or they are used fictitiously and are definitely fictionalized. Any trademarks or pictures herein are not authorized by the trademark owners and do not in any way mean the work is sponsored by or associated with the trademark owners. Any trademarks or pictures used are specifically in a descriptive capacity.

  Darkest Sin

  Ashton Blackthorne

  Copyright © Blackthorne International LLC &Butterfly Publishings 2018

  Playlist

  Marilyn Manson- KILL4ME

  Echo and the Bunnymen-The Killing Moon

  The Revivalists-Wish I Knew You

  Marilyn Manson-Sweet Dreams

  Scorpions-Send Me an Angel

  Shinedown-Devil

  Shinedown-Second Chance

  Five Finger Death Punch-Sham Pain

  Five Finger Death Punch-Bad Seed

  Marilyn Manson-Tattooed in Reverse

  Vince Neil-Sister of Pain

  Five Finger Death Punch-Remember Everything

  Alison Krauss-Baby Mine

  Guns n Roses-Don’t Cry

  Benny Mardones-Into the Night

  “I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.”

  Sylvia Plath

  “It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.”

  Stephen King

  “It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.”

  Edgar Allan Poe

  “There is no such thing as accident. It is fate misnamed.”

  Napoleon Bonaparte

  Author’s Note

  The book you’re about to read, Darkest Sin is based on real events from my own life. Obviously, some events have been embellished to increase the readers’ enjoyment. Specific names, events, and places have been changed to protect identities. There are some parts of this book that take place in the past.

  Additionally, I would like readers to know that I ALWAYS practice and endorse safe sex. Sometimes, I do not choose to include specific safety details in the narrative as I feel that it damages the readers’ experience of the book. I encourage EVERYONE reading this book to always practice safe sex which includes getting regularly tested and using condoms.

  Also, many scenes in this book contain graphic depictions of BDSM. This lifestyle can be very rewarding and pleasurable to those adults who choose to participate in it.

  However, as with most things there are dangers.

  Always be certain when indulging in these acts that you have a partner who is caring and alert to your needs. Employ a safe word and if that person doesn’t stop when it is used then that may be construed as abuse. Please review reliable internet sources if you feel that you are in an abusive relationship.

  **Certain scenes in this book specifically the wax play scene can be very dangerous when proper precautions are not taken. Wax play can cause serious burns if not used properly. **

  From the Author

  Darkest Sin illustrates the culmination of a life filled with turmoil and sordid sexiness. It is loosely based upon my own life.

  Many readers will want to know just why I penned this tale. I grew up surrounded by secrets. My mother left me at a young age and I was always curious to find her to know just why she’d left. The pain she caused me as a young boy leaving me as she did was overwhelming. Like most children, I blamed myself. I spent the majority of my young years searching for answers, but found none.

  When I graduated high school, I went to college for business so that I could achieve my dream of working on Wall Street for my father’s investment company. However, I decided I didn’t want follow in his footsteps immediately, so I joined the U.S. Navy. After completing my tour of duty, I went on to work for him in his company. Little did I know, my father was hiding many secrets from me.

  I spent years working and partying living the high life when all of a sudden, my beloved father passed away from pancreatic cancer.

  A few months after my father’s death I discovered a num
ber of shocking things about my family. These events are detailed in this book.

  So that the readers are aware, this book is raw and passionate. When I began to write about my life, the words poured from me like blood from a wound. Raw and open, I detailed my most harrowing experiences and traumatic memories. I also decided to detail other family members’ sagas, their pain, and their experiences.

  I felt I should include Amber’s life story as well to further expand on her experiences. Amber suffered traumatic pain at the hands of those closest to her. This is touched on in this book, so those who have issues with such subject matter should be aware. Amber is a very strong woman and I greatly admire the courage and fortitude it took for her to put her story out here publicly so that other women who share her pain can also be made whole by reading of her healing.

  This book also contains scenes of drug use and criminal behavior by certain characters. This is absolutely true and the character who suffers from the devastating effects of drug addiction and his subsequent redemption struggled for many years to achieve the respect of those including myself he deeply admired. I am VERY proud of his progress and continue to support him in his sobriety.

  My life as a dominant is also explored in this book. I lived for many years trying to suppress my dominant urges when I met a wonderful woman who showed me that being dominant was simply who I was. I still practice the lifestyle in a moderate fashion with my partner. I want readers to know that in NO way do I assume that a woman who shows submission to a man is weak or unequal in ANY way. I cherish my love and she is every bit my equal. I have the greatest respect for her as a human being and as a woman. This being said, ALL sexual scenes in this book are performed with consenting adults who use protection. I choose not to include details of safe sex practices in the body of the book itself as I feel that it impedes the readers’ enjoyment.

  Lastly, I wish to state that there are SOME events in this book that have been fabricated for the enjoyment of readers. The names, places, and specifics of events have been changed to protect the identities of those involved. I purposefully chose NOT to label this book nonfiction or an autobiographical account of my life for just that reason. I will leave it to you, the readers to determine what is fact and what is fiction.

  People can be harsh in their criticisms of things they do not understand so this is why I am explaining myself to you before you join me on my spellbinding journey. Keep an open mind, let yourself be carried away by the intensity of your feelings and imagination as you read my words…

  ***Trigger warning***

  This book does contain very intense scenes of sexual trauma. It is not told to be titillating, rather to illustrate a character’s traumatic past. If these types of scenes upset you, please be aware of it.

  Special Thanks To:

  Blackthorne’s Dungeon and all my fans! MZ, RZ, AP! You are all a HUGE part of my success and I appreciate you all more than you know.

  And a HUGE thanks to ALL my readers, it’s for you I keep on writing!

  God, for giving me the talent to write and the courage to share my words with others.

  And to Pedro, my favorite dog in the world, for putting up with me pounding on my keyboard all hours of the night.

  Prologue

  She was the sexiest woman I’d seen in a long time…

  It was 8 AM on a dull, ordinary Monday morning when I stepped onto the elevator of the seventy floor building I worked in. Several other people got on so I moved to the very back to make room.

  As I placed my briefcase down at my feet, I looked up to see a stunning young woman stepping through the doors.

  She was dressed in a snug, gray skirt with a slit high up the back. Her blue blouse matched her incredible blue eyes, fitting tightly across her breasts. Her hair was long and softly curled, hanging down her back. She caught my eye quickly, and I winked at her.

  She made her way easily to the back of the elevator where I already stood, stopping directly in front of me. She didn’t say a word though, instead turning around and facing forward. I glanced down, admiring her firm ass and the way that it filled her skirt out. The door parted again, my gaze lifting in time to see even more people filing into the elevator. It was getting extremely crowded, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. It was her backing up right into me and against my cock that did.

  Slowly, still without speaking, she arched her back and began to move her ass. Almost immediately, my cock grew hard against her.

  I shifted, leaning forward and brushing her silky hair from her ear.

  “Don’t look at me. Spread your legs,” I commanded her in a whisper.

  She sucked in her breath, her body tensing up at my words as if hesitating. Then she parted her legs ever so slightly.

  “More,” I whispered again, my chest brushing along her back.

  She complied as I eased my right hand up the back of her skirt. Her thighs were velvety smooth as my fingers climbed ever upward. My fingertips brushed the bottom of her lacy panties, curling towards her center and feeling how wet she already was. I pulled her panties to the side, drenching my fingers in her juices willingly. She was all kinds of warm and wet as I rubbed against her already swollen clit, pushing one finger forcefully up inside of her.

  Her thighs instantly stiffened, a soft moan escaping her lips. I began to slide my finger in and out of her, gently at first then building to a vigorous finger fucking.

  She didn’t turn around once, people continuing to get on and off of the elevator around us. The men on either side of me gave me sly, knowing grins the more that she had to bite back those noises.

  Soon I could feel her pussy began to pulsate around my finger, throbbing mercilessly. I’d loved to have bent her over right there and stuck my cock right in her during the throes of her release. She was so tight and ready.

  She became more aroused the closer that she got, so much so that I could feel her juices soaking her thighs around my fingers. Suddenly, without warning, her legs clenched as she came. Another tiny moan escaped her lips, breathless even in its quiet release. Several people turned to look as I eased my finger from her, slowly dragging it down her leg. Removing those juices from my hand against her skin instead.

  The elevator stopped at the top floor. My floor.

  As I made my way toward the front, she followed me out.

  “Are you getting off here?” I asked innocently, turning to her with a raised brow. She couldn’t have been, as only my office was on this floor. But I asked regardless.

  “I already did, thank you.” She hummed with a bright smile. With that, she blew me a kiss and got back onto the elevator.

  Wow, what an amazing start to the day!

  “Fuck me, Mr. Blackthorne.”

  The hot, sexy blonde pleaded with me as I readied myself to enter her.

  I leaned up on my arms gazing into her deep blue eyes. She ran her hands over my muscular chest, her fingers tracing each well-defined muscle. That alone was almost too much. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. I’d waited so long to have her. I couldn’t believe it was actually happening. Ever since she’d started as my assistant, I’d been fantasizing about fucking her. Taking her on the desk in my office, in the conference room, on the floor by the elevator, in the elevator. Every morning when she sat my coffee down I gazed at her firm, full breasts in her tight blouse that was nearly bursting open at the buttons. I longed to tear it open and bury my face in her cleavage. I had longed for a lot of things.

  Grabbing her waist, I flipped her over on her knees instead. I couldn’t help leaning back to admire her beautiful body. Her tits hung lushly, her nipples small and erect at the ends of them. A perfect shade of dusky pink that begged for my mouth in their peaked perfection. Her rounded ass pushed up in the air, waiting for me to slide deep inside her once again.

  I’d been longing to touch those perfect tits for so long and now I reached around to squeeze them. They more than filled my hands, warm and full against my p
alms. I tugged on her nipples, twisting and turning them within my deft grasp, making her needy. As I wanted her to be. Finally, I pressed my thick, hard cock against her opening. She threw her head back in response, tossing her long, honey colored mane in the air.

  Thrusting forward, I buried myself as deeply as I could inside of her. She felt so good. It was unreal, so much that my eyes rolled back in my head. Her pussy was velvety soft, soaking wet, and hot. It gripped my cock so tightly I nearly came on my first thrust. Pulling slowly out only to slam right back into her once more.

  “Oh my God, Ash, you’re stretching me too much!” She cried out, her back arching even further and her fingers grappling with the sheets on the bed as if to steady herself.

  But I knew I gave her much more pleasure than pain. I could feel it in the way that her body sang under mine, in the way that her voice trembled. She wasn’t asking me to stop, pushing her hips back into me willingly. I held her by her hips, pulling her back onto my cock, grinding deep inside her. I waited for her panting moans to even out before I reached up and wound her long hair around my fist. Holding her hair as I pumped in and out of her. Her ass looked delicious as she bounced back and forth, jiggling on my already throbbing cock. She cried out as I slapped her ass hard, leaving a brief red mark staining her perfect flesh in the aftermath.

  “Ash, oh my God, I’m coming!” She screamed suddenly. I slapped her ass again relishing the sound of my hand striking her soft flesh. Relishing in the feel of the aftershocks travelling through her skin and onto me. I felt her contracting around my shaft and the sensations were so strong, so pleasurable, I felt myself joining her- coming deep within her.

  I shook, finally falling forward and wrapping my arms around her. She snuggled against me, my face burying into her sweetly scented, silky hair. Content in my post coital bliss.

  “Ash, I’ve wanted you for so long.” She confessed in a low whisper, her fingertips brushing over my chest.

  I sighed deeply, content to relish the moment and the confession both. I had wanted her for even longer, I was sure. Having her had been even better than I had been able to imagine.