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I glance at my open blinds, not really caring who sees me fully naked and glowing in the morning light. This is my morning, my day to do exactly how I please. And today I choose to please myself.

Don’t be fooled by his perfect manners and gorgeous smile, this man is not nearly as nice as he seems. In all the right ways. She believes that she is the naughty one in this duo, and pushes the boundaries of decency to provoke his reaction. Finally, the "real" gentleman is unleashed and she discovers that he is not, in fact, a gentle man at all. This handsome rigger teaches his new freshly submissive muse some deliciously hard lessons in bondage, Shibari, and corporal punishment. And this is just the beginning: Her education is nowhere near complete....

I fantasize about my master’s kitchen bench all the time. I dream of him bending me over it and teaching me some good, hard lessons in submissive kitchen etiquette. I am a chef, and it’s wrong. So, so wrong. Usually, I’m the one in charge, dominating my restaurant kitchen like the queen I am. Yes, I have an ego. Yes, I get stressed. And yes, all I can think about tonight is him taking charge, making me take him any way he wants. I ache as wait for him, quite sure he’s late on purpose—keeping me on edge, aware of the power he has not just over my body but also my time.

Today, my crimson lips and six-inch stilettos have all the other librarians talking but I don't care. Today I want glam, fire, wild attraction; one silky stocking at a time. I have the will, the desire, and the body. It’s time to bring some sex, some forbidden fantasy to the library.

The most explicit essay yet in the submissive series, this female protagonist reaches new heights of filthy desire. She's fantasized forever about a threesome, with two strong men, ready to use her for their pleasure...and now it's really happening. Guided by her protector and master, she takes exactly what she is given, wherever she is given it. And whilst begging to stop, she begs for more.

I gasp as your fingers gently but firmly slide the collar across my throat. My jugular pulses beneath the leather and my breath quickens, fighting the fight or flight response. I’m new to the world of BDSM, punishment, domination, Daddies and Masters but you are teaching me; slowly, methodically and painfully perfectly. And it hurts in all the right ways.

No one would ever know that behind my spectacles and business-blazer lies a body longing for lust. My dreams of being dominated by an experienced Alpha are wild, explicit, vivid, and uncensored, but in reality, I behave. I have a good job and do all the good things that good girls do. I’ve never dared to take my first filthy foray into the world of submission, BDSM, daddies, masters, slaves and subs.

“I’ve never done this before! I’m not sure I can!” I panic in the candlelit room. The sound of my own voice startles me. It’s barely been above a murmur for the past three years. “You can do this,” says the low deep voice from the bed. My gaze is pulled back to him. Matthew Goddard. Injured and found on the grassy mountain slopes three months ago, nursed back to health by me. Well, me and the other flush-faced nun standing here too.