After witnessing her husband sleeping with a young woman, Arielle Platt falls into a depression, feeling as though she isn't sexy or attractive any longer. She withdraws further and further into herself before her friend Monica offers her an invitation to the mysterious and secretative game of submission. Reluctantly, Arielle agrees to attend, not knowing what she is getting herself into. Will she be able to find the confidence that she lost? And what is the game of submission, anyway?
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The room was padded with leather. It was everywhere, the floor, the walls, the ceiling. Arielle also saw a small bed leaning against the far wall. Next to it was a small table that had a single drawer underneath of it. It was locked.
The woman unhooked her leash and stared at Arielle before grinning. “Have fun,” is all she said as she closed the door behind her. Arielle walked over to the bed and sat down at the edge. At least it’s warmer in here, she thought, looking down at her perky nipples.
It wasn’t very long before the door opened again, and in came a large, handsome man. He was shirtless and wore only a pair of leather pants, but he held a whip in his hand. Arielle was very nervous now. She did not want to whipped. But her eyes couldn’t help bouncing from his chiseled abs to the bulge coming from his crotch. She shook her head, trying to wipe out the feelings of arousal she had at the sight of him. I’m still married, she thought, feeling just as adulterous as Steven for even staring at someone else.
“Four seventeen, down on your knees.” The man’s voice was booming. His words echoed throughout the small room, and Arielle sat frozen on the bed. He walked over to her and rested his whip in his hand. “On your knees.” Arielle finally submitted, falling to the floor, her legs and arms shaking.
The man leaned over and grabbed her by the hair, tilting her head back. “I hear you have been going through a lot, Ms. Platt. It seems that you don’t believe that you are a beautiful woman any longer.”
The man stared into Arielle’s eyes, and for the first time since catching sight of her husband’s adultery she felt attended to. She smiled softly at the man, not realizing that she was leaning in closer to his face.
He smirked, then said, “You’re right. You’re no beautiful woman. Just a dirty, dirty whore.” Arielle’s heart sunk at the words and she went to lower her head but the man kept his grip in her hair, pulling her face back to his. “Do you know what I do to dirty whores? I punish them.”
This story is extremely explicit, containing scenes of BDSM, submission, domination, rough sex, dildo play, and much more that'll make you cumming back for more! This book is meant for MATURE readers only!