Domitri Xavier

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About Domitri Xavier
Domitri Xavier comes from a rich heritage, including Russia, France and Yorkshire. He is the quintessential English gentleman and lives alone in his cavernous mansion, Upton Abbey.
Domitri is not only a writer, composer, pianist, raconteur, wit and poet, he also enjoys a number of hobbies; he breeds Basset Hounds, plays chess (although he has yet to record a victory) and he is a renowned collector of used tea bags - Earl Grey, naturally.
He fills his remaining time writing erotic fiction, much of it based on his own lifestyle at the Abbey.
His poems have been published on Bitten Press's website - http://www.akissofpoetry.com/211723089 and The Journal, written with Liv Honeywell, is his first book.
You can find Domitri on Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/DomitriXavierErotica, his Facebook friend page is https://www.facebook.com/domitri.xavier, his blog is http://domitrixavier.wordpress.com and his Goodreads page is http://www.goodreads.com/DomitriXavier.
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Blog postI’m thrilled to say that The Journal, written with Liv Honeywell, is now available on Amazon in both Kindle and paperback formats! :).
Here is the back cover copy:
“Come to my study at eight o’clock sharp. Dress for dinner. Wear high heels and put on that dress – you know what I expect of you.”
When the order comes Livia is torn between anticipation and dread.
Does he know? How could he possibly know what she has done? And how can she find the words and the cou9 years ago Read more -
Blog postI’m delighted to announce that my first book will be published this coming Friday, 12th July. Written with Liv Honeywell, The Journal is the first in His Master’s Voice series and the cover has been designed by the endlessly talented Blue Harvest Creative. Here is the cover:
Back Cover Copy:
“Come to my study at eight o’clock sharp. Dress for dinner. Wear high heels and put on that dress – you know what I expect of you.”
When the order comes Livia is torn between antic9 years ago Read more -
Blog postI place this gag in your mouth
not because I fear you will speak to me
but because it pleases me
I place these ropes around your wrists
not because you will refuse me
but because it pleases me
I lock your elbows together with strong twine
not because I do not trust you
but because it pleases me
I tie ropes round and round your succulent breasts
you will struggle to get free
and that is fine
because it pleases me
I wi9 years ago Read more -
Blog postyou bought that dress
because you thought I’d like it
did you?
well come here and I will
tear it from your lustrous body
bit by teasing bit
and leave it
and you
decimated and in
shreds
lying on the floor
I will lay you down and
kiss you
so tenderly
your mouth will moisten and
give way to me
later
the ardour will increase and
you will scream in my ear for more
and I shall give you more
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Blog postI can still smell your scent on the bed sheet
the juices that spilt from every orifice
the lipstick stains from where I turned you on you back
and fucked you hard
almost breaking you in two
I can still see your lipstick on my fingers
where I held you tightly across your mouth
to muffle you
later I made you lick it off
but some of it remains and I kiss it and suck it
I can still smell you on my fingers
where they went deep
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Blog postthe first time you slept in my bed
you emerged from the bathroom
with your panties as your only garment
you moved with such grace
to slide under the sheets with me
and you looked so beautiful
I had to remind myself of the necessity
of breathing
and you did this
just because you wanted to
your delectable flesh
your delicate skin
your deep pool eyes
your moist-drenched lips
which fell open at my touch
all the9 years ago Read more -
Blog postI’m sorry?
did you not hear me when I said no squealing?
were you thinking of something more important?
were you distracted by a bumble bee?
no squealing
and if you do
I’ll just add on and extra
ten stokes with this hairbrush
you so kindly found for me
I’m very happy to gag you
but that would just lead to
muffled squealing
I want peace while I am about My work
not all this fuss and yelping
if I want you to yelp<9 years ago Read more -
Blog postthe giggly girls
the girls in twirls and
curls and pearls
I love you all
the girl who wear pink
(in spite if their kink)
the girls who go frilly and
never feel silly
the girls who wear leather
whatever the weather
who wear spiky collars
worth hundreds of dollars
I love you all
the girls who are slight
size zero (but bright)
the girls who are flighty
but ever so nicey
I love you al9 years ago Read more -
Blog postyou squirt when you cum, did you know that?
you must have noticed before
this morning some stuck on my eyelid
but most of it went on the floor
you sing when you cum, did you know that?
a song from your own greatest hits
I know you are there when you hit the high c
and the wine glasses shatter in bits
your body goes stiff for a moment
just after you cum you go quiet
and then you unleash the unholiest yell
and your muscles al9 years ago Read more -
Blog postyou are tied
spread-eagled
face down on the bed
my left hand
over your mouth
with one finger inside
gagging the back of your throat
my right thumb
enters you
and my fingers play
Rachmaninoff inside and out
my tongue is biting
and kissing
the nape of your neck
and exploring further
round you
then down your back
and biting hard
on its return
my left hand
leaves your dr9 years ago Read more
Titles By Domitri Xavier
“Come to my study at eight o’clock sharp. Dress for dinner. Wear high heels and put on that dress – you know what I expect of you.”
When the order comes Livia is torn between anticipation and dread.
Does he know? How could he possibly know what she has done? And how can she find the words and the courage to tell him?
As eight o’clock edges ever nearer, Livia waits outside the study door, trembling; uncertain of what she will find when she comes face to face with her Master.
If he knows… If he does, there will be consequences. There is no doubt about that.
What will be the price for her moment of disobedience?
Warning: This book is adults only. It contains adult language, caning, face slapping and gags and is a depiction of a Master/slave relationship.