**DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18** This story contains BDSM material! It's seriously Rated R for a Reason!!! CHAPTERS ONE AND SIX ARE PRIVATE- PLEASE FOLLOW TO READ IT!!! Times are tough for Emma. Going to school, working, and paying her bills by herself are just getting to be to much. By default, she finds a way to relieve all her stress and emotions and just lets go. As well as make some extra cash. The only time she can do that is when she's dominated. The kinky way of sex is her release. Plus the money she gets for it helps out a lot. Her only problem? She's fallen in love with one of her regular clients, and battles between her body's desires, and her heart. Afraid of being hurt again, she keeps it inside herself until one day it slips out. Jerry has a Major in Construction and owns his own business. He's wealthy and doesn't live to extravagantly, but like everyone; has his dirty little secret. He loves this little blond girl he goes and sees every week for a night of filthy fun in a motel room. She's got him wrapped around her finger. There's nothing he wouldn't do for Emma. When she's finally submissive to him completely, he takes things to the extreme. New heights for the both of them are reached, and he pushes her to her full potential, exposing her for the beautiful women that she really is. Her loving him was just a bonus. Cover by: Stefanie and Michael Holecek

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

"I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie. I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this. The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot. He grabbed me by the neck, bending me over the table with my face down on the surface and my ass high up in the air. He caressed my soft flesh with his palm. "Count," he ordered, My brows furrowed in confusion, the haze of lust so heavy in my head that my brain failed to grasp his words. The first slap landed on my ass cheeks and I cried out. "Count," he barked. I whimpered but I nodded my head to his request. "One," I counted as the first slap came on my behind. I kept counting as he delivered blows to my now red ass. "Good girl," he murmured as he rubbed them gently, to take away the ache. I was moist and he could sense it. Dipping his finger into my pussy, he confirmed how wet I was for him. "Hmm," he hummed, embarrassment slammed into me with enough force. I barely knew this man and here I was letting him possess me. I liked it. I licked my lips in anticipation of what he wished to do, his lips touched the nape of my neck and I jumped. He licked the juncture of my neck, and the pulsating nerves there responded to his touch. "You taste so sweet," he murmured as he kissed his way down my neck. "T...thank you," I managed to get out. "Let me make you mine," he says,

(SAMPLE) Now available everywhere in ebook & paperback (and on Kindle Unlimited in the US & Canada). Kendall works the night shift at the campus library. It's the perfect job: she gets to spend hours reading her romance novels without interruption... until the night that Vincent, king of campus and star of the basketball team, comes to the front desk and asks her for reading recommendations. (75k words. No cheating, no love triangles, happy ending. Adult content. 18+ recommended.)

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

Guys, just so you know this story is fictitious. A relationship or any of this would not happen this quickly. I'll try to write one more... Realistic sometime. Please enjoy though!! I saw her. I watched in amazement as she walked through doors of my college. Black pants with grey and black striped button up shirt. Her hair, dark brown, fell beautifully down her back. She kept kinda quiet but not in a shy way. She gave off an aura of confidence. She had a fire in her eyes. My knees went weak as my heart pace raced as she passed by. I had to hold my locker to keep standing and I swear... She glanced at me and smirked when she saw me. My name is Jack. A simple name, a simple guy, with a simple insatiable desire. To serve. I'm a pet, a slave, a submissive. I knew when I saw her... I knew I belonged to her.

always wanted everyone to like me, when i didn't even like myself. like an empty can - you're just loud. tw : - detailed sh - sa - ed - drug abuse - suicidal thoughts - homophobia - self hatred

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Justin owns his own bookstore and just so happens to be a lonely Dom searching for an obedient kitten but when he mixes buisness and pleasure together things become blurred and secrets from the past begin to surface faster than he could have ever imagined. Sarah's life goal is to be a cosmetologist, but until she's able to build clientele and a name for herself, she's stuck working for men like Justin write. A hard ass with way too much time on his hands who also happens to be a work of art. When Sarah gets the opportunity to finally get a taste of forbidden fruit, she jumps at the opportunity.. little does she know just how sour fruit can be. Shout out to the cover designer: AdriellesilverX

Jesse Morris was a shy 25 year old who worked down the street from Janvier Inc. Hal Janvier was a powerful man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. Once he sets his eyes on Jesse, the attraction is instant. He knew that the shy man would be his perfect Baby Boy. His Prince. His Little. (BDSM) (DDLB) (Daddy Dom Little Boy) Cover image by -auxilium