He is a Master Dominant, trained by one of the best Masters in the lifestyle. He's also a successful millionaire, a savvy businessman, and the absolute King of his Empire, and most important, he is my devoted husband and my Dom. My husband loves me with every fiber of his being, and he constantly tries to appease my insecurities about not brave enough to delve deeper into the lifestyle. He does everything within his power to make sure that I know that I'm more than enough for him. We've played mostly in private or amongst the small group of our closest friends, the men that were like really family to the both of us. But I've secretly desired to give my husband the one thing I know he wants, a chance to perform with me in public. The kinky exhibionist I know he is, that side of himself he has been suppressing over the years for my sake. The only thing that has been keeping me from giving into my desires is my fear of people judging me and my ability to the perfect submissive to someone of my husbands caliber, it is damn near debilitating for me. I'll assure you right now, that I know I'll do something mess things up during a scene and my mistakes will surely reflect poorly on my Dom. That's why I've found myself facing my current predicament. As an owner of a lucrative and elite BDSM club, my other half has no choice but to please his members who have paid a hefty sum for said membership to his establishment. As much as I hate it, I understand that he's got to make them happy. He has to secure his reputation as a Master Dominant within his community. I'm fully aware that usually my man didn't give a flying fuck what others think about him, but in this instance, a part of me hoped my husband would have refused the requests to put on a public demonstration of his multiple skills. I wanted him to have no part of it, especially with the fact that he'll be demonstrating those toe curling skills with a submissive who wasn't me.

If you remember the CEO Commands and Commanding the CEO, and if you have read or are reading Dominated by The Tycoon, you are already familiar with Joseph Madison. The gorgeous Publishing Agent who was the third partner of the lovingly hot trio along with his Dominant Damien, and his playmate, the adorable little Gavin. This story will complete the series and give you the insight of how Joseph made the heart wrenching decision to break away from his beloved men to seek a love all of his own. Read to see who it was that managed to sweep Joe off his feet so thoroughly that he would even contemplate leaving Damien and Gavin's love and attentions. Read to see how someone who was supposed to melt in the background, someone who was paid to take a bullet for you if the need arises. The very person that supposed to be your shadow shone brighter for Joseph than the sun itself. Read to see how his protector not only watched over his physical body but wound up taking his heart into safe keeping as well. You should also remember Bethany Madison, Joseph's sister, and Personal Assistant to Marcus Roche, CEO of Roche Incorporated also found love within the walls of The Dungeon with the brooding third partner of the business, Micah Reynolds. Joseph and Corey are the only family she has left in the world, and she has mothered them and cared for them from the dawn of time. And that hasn't changed. It was during one of her episodes of having to take a maternal role of caring for Joseph's uncertain feelings towards his sexuality that she met the warily distrustful Micah and showed him that yes, there is indeed something out called love, She showed him that not all women where evil, spiteful, and deceitful creatures that he had the unfortunate ordeal of dealing with in his past. It took a lot of patience and a lot of understanding and love on her part, but she captured the big man's heart as well. Read the siblings story that has led them to their happily ever after.

Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead, Seth Forsyth truly believed he was going to die like an abandoned animal in the old mill hidden deep in the forest surrounding his University. Through a fog of almost unbearable pain and the metallic tang of his own blood drifting around him, he prayed for something, anything to either save him or put him out of his misery. This Halloween prank, set in motion by the very brothers of the fraternity he had been forced by his family to plege for turned out to be a gang of homophobic pricks. Careless over privileged bastards who thought nothing of killing him all because he was out and proud. Little did Seth know that his prayers were about be answered, but not in the way he or anyone else would have ever expected. The call of his spilled blood awakened something he'd never believed until that very night could have truly existed. Read to see what happens to those who venture where they shouldn't on All Hallows Eve.