In this modern version of the fairy tale classic, Alice is madly in love with a man who taps into her naturally submissive nature and introduces her to the pleasurably painful delights of the BDSM world. When her Wade Knight sends a car to take her to a strange and wonderful new place, Alice finds herself in a very sticky situation where everything is upside down and nothing is as it seems.
Warnings: This title contains elements of bdsm including spanking and mild femdom as well as strange, sexy and surreal situations that may cause sweatiness, dizziness and a sudden desire to engage in naughtiness.
Thomas, Sizzling Hot Books
"I loved Alice’s trip through wonderland and all the adventures she endures while there. I would recommend A Modern Wicked Fairy Tale: Alice to anyone who likes children’s books being updated and transformed into BDSM books."
Alberta, Manic Readers Reviews, 4/5 Stars!
"Take the children’s classic Alice in Wonderland, and give it an edgy BDSM dreamscape, and you’ll have this story down pat..the requisite characters are represented, but in unconventional ways…you will be surprised throughout…[Alice] is an entertaining read…"
“I need to go home.” Alice saw the Red King flash by out of the corner of her eye. He was behind her now but not touching her. “Have you seen my driver?”
“What driver?” His voice, behind her. “What do you want your safe word to be, Alice?”
“He had white gloves on. And a hat. He was very tall,” she explained. His hand moved over her shoulder, his touch light, but his palm huge. “My safe word?”
“The white rabbit?” the king inquired. She gasped when he cupped her breast, kneading the firm flesh in his fingers. “Yes, dear, your safe word. You do know what one is, don’t you?”
“White rabbit?” Alice asked, confused, trying to ignore the tingling sensation from her nipple to her crotch as he manipulated it between thumb and finger.
“Well, it’s strange, but it will do,” the king said with a laugh. “White rabbit it is.”
“Wait—” Alice said again, but it was too late, far too late. Behind her, the king had disrobed. She felt the heat from his body and the press of his cock, thick and huge, against her hip. “What are you doing?”
“From now on, the Red Queen asks the questions.” The king reached down between her legs and cupped her mound from behind. Alice had shaved smooth for Wade and her vulva was soft as velvet in his hand. “And I do all the dirty work.”
“I like the dirty work,” he confessed, his fingers parting her lips, dipping in, testing the waters.