Olivia finally turns 18, which where she's from is highly dreaded. When you turn 18 you either get yourself sent to a dominant or get a submissive. In Olivia's case she gets sent to a dominant, Hunter Elliott is a very rich dominant, she got lucky in that department. What else does Willowdale have in store for the couple's future?

Caution: This story contains some consensual BDSM(Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, Masochism). Read with caution. --- When Maria Delsante attends a BDSM meeting, hoping to research the topic for her next book, she never expects to meet Sylvester Jackson. A man who sets her body on fire. Much to her surprise, their meeting continues in a broken down elevator, followed by rope, handcuffs, and a little bit of murder. ---- 1m reads - Dec 06, 2019 #2 - New Adult tag - Nov 9th, 2019 #1 - Masters tag - June 8th, 2019 #1 - hotguys tag - Feb 20, 2019 #61 - Love tag - Jan 12, 2019 400k reads - Jan 3rd, 2019 200k reads - Nov 24, 2018 #3 - NewAdult tag - Nov 17, 2018 100k reads - Nov 09, 2018 #4 - Dare tag - Oct 17, 2018 Story started: August 2018 Story completed: November 2018 Image purchased from Canva

Jennifer Folster just Graduated from College, when she meets a Rich Owner of a huge Corporation, Nathan. It seems to be that they have a very strong bond, and the relationship quickly turns to one of trust and lust. Nathan now being her Master, he gives her more than anyone else ever could, and then some. A fast paced, strongly sexual relationship, and she could not be happier.

I want you to be my new sub. The man stated strongly. "I...I..." he tells me to think it over and to call him if I want to discuss the contract. I have a feeling my life is about to change.

I was fresh out of high school when I met him. He was everything a girl could ever dream of; tall and handsome but mysterious which made him even more alluring. He was a good man with a wounded past. Neglected as a child, then adopted by a seemingly perfect family, Vincent Chadwick, was my oxygen. Sine the first moment I saw him, I knew he would be trouble. His eyes as they lit a smoky grey which saw scenes too graphic to describe, and his full lips which spoke his secrets, made me mesmerized. But I discovered he was a good man with a twisted and dark soul. He was my dominant, my fifty shades... (c)2015 *this story contains graphic scenes of sexuality as well as violence and adult themes

"Over my lap, now." He growled seductively, grabbing my arm roughly and pulling me towards him. I lay my stomach over his knees, and he grabbed my hair and pulled it back, whispering dirty things into my ear. "You wore that tight shirt to show all of the men in our office your lovely cleavage, right? Well, they don't need to be seeing what's mine." He emphasized, pulling up my skirt and rubbing my bare cheeks, after he let go of my hair. "Tell me, Jade. Were you trying to be a bad girl? He asked me, as he smacked each one of my cheeks once. "N-no Sir." I stuttered, obviously lying. "I don't tolerate liars, Jade. Count."