Scottie.... If there was a picture of a person next to the definition of being socially inept in the dictionary, the picture would have been of me. Dealing with people gave me hives. Just the thought of talking to someone I'm not familiar with made me want to curl up into a ball and hide from the world. But no one understood that, no one understood me. Not my Aunt, and definitely not the limited amount of people in my life. No one that is until Him. He walked into my Aunt's bakery and I swear from that moment on, he owned me. Mind, body, and soul. Nolan... I am a Master Dominant, a self-made man in my own right. I have no doubts about myself. I have a lot to offer any sub of my choosing. I'm wealthy. I own several businesses. From my elite members only get-away that catered to the rich and famous in the lifestyle. To my new kink-friendly club I'm getting ready to launch directly across the street from a quaint little bakery that employed a young man sweeter than any of the confections they had to offer. It's been a long time since I've had a boy of my own. Don't get me wrong, I have beautiful boys throwing themselves at my feet on a daily basis. I've trained most of them in the art of submission, but none of them have caught my interest like this gorgeous Angel has. I needed to make him mine as much as I needed air to breathe. He will be my boy.

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I have been summoned home, back to the dry desert landscapes and the lush oasis estate home where I was born and raised until I was sent off to attend the western schools like most sons of wealthy Arabic families. I didn't want come back for the reasons that caused my parents to demand my return. I didn't want to have anything to do with my maternal Grandfather, but the ancient tyrant was dead and as a good son, I returned to the land of my birth and do what is required of me. If it wasn't for my angel of a mother, I would have stayed State side where I was happily enjoying my life and the freedom to be who I am as I managed our families multiple business corporations there. Now, I must see to the estate and business holdings the old man has left behind for the El-Hamin legacy once again expand its wealth. The maternal side of my family's money and its import and export companies has been finally released from the iron fist of the old man's control. Little did I know that when I inherited this responsibility, I also inherited something that will shock me to the core of my soul. An undiscovered secret that the aged bigot has kept locked up in a hidden room in the master suite of his palatial home. The bastard continued practicing an antiquated custom that the men of my line have long ago ceased to adhere to in these modern times. I found myself placed in a situation that will bring me to my knees and challenge the beat of my heart.

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.

**A/N-This story is anonymous request for Nosebleed Central. Seeing that I fail espically to write a simple one shot, here is yet another product of my efforts. I hope you enjoy it xoxo, Dianna** Let's just say never play a game of truth or dare unless you truly intend on being daring. Read on to see what happens to Stuart, the youngest son of the Skull Masters Motorcycle Club's President is goaded into a situation beyond his control by his older sibling, Aaron. See what happens when a dare takes on a life of it's own in a totally unexpected way.

What do you do when you hold the highest office in the United States of America, a widower with two teenage children, a politician who is entering his second term as President of the United States, and a man who is slowly crumbling inside under the strain and pressure of his demanding and the most closely scrutinized job in the world? What do you do when your most trusted Secret Service Agent retires and he is replaced by a man so deliciously beautiful, but yet so unapologetically controlling that he awakens that secret, hidden part of your sexuality that you have kept dormant within you? You know that secret part of yourself that you've spent a lifetime repressing to become who your parents have expected you to be. Someone please explain, how are you suppose to hide these intense feelings of attraction? How do you tamper down the mind altering lust, and ignore this basic primal need for this intrusive Alpha male when all you want to do is strip naked, and offer yourself to the man like you're some kind of pagan sacrifice? Even I, the elected leader of the free world can honestly say that I have no answers to any of those questions. There isn't an advisory council created who can handle this issue, and I didn't have the courage to even attempt to create one. The true question is, will I be able to throw all caution into the winds and chase my own happiness, or will the needs of my country, my family, and my office once again come before my heart? Read on to find out.

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.

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.

Luis Randall watched dry eyed as his husband was lowered into the dark cold earth that was his final resting place. He was saddened by the lost of his friend and his companion, but in a sense, he was relieved. Jackson was no longer suffering and now Luis is free, but free to do what? Luis had literally devoted his life to Jackson or should he say a lifetime. Jackson came from money and made even more as CEO of his family's businesses. He left Luis with enough money to last him several lifetimes, houses, cars, and all the trappings of wealth, but nothing remotely close to what he needed, and that was a direction of what to do next, and where to go. Luis drew himself into a protective little shell, he cut himself off from everyone and everything. His anchor had been taken away and his world was thrown into the chaotic winds of time. It wasn't until his sister executed an intervention and dragged Luis to their summer home and the stunning little beauty caught the attention of his family's closest neighbors, a masterful and assertive type of a man that knew exactly what Luis needed, and Dr. Stephen Giles was more than prepared to give it to him. Read to see how Luis copes with the calm after the storm.

Part 3 Thomas is a curious little thing, too bad he is painfully shy. He covertly watches his fellow classmate Sammy whenever he gets the chance. Rumor has it that Sammy is a submissive, and the stunning collar he wears around his neck is symbol of his Dominant's ownership. Thomas is a brilliant art student. One who has been quietly researching the BDSM lifestyle and he's dying to know what it is like to have that kind of upfront honesty in a relationship even if it's a brief one. Thomas was intrigued by the thought of belonging to someone, and being strictly honest and straight with the person you are with. He so wanted to know what it's like to have someone fully devote themselves to you and your well being. He wasn't so sure about the canes, and the pain factor of the lifestyle, but even that didn't deter his curiosity. If he could just develop the nerve to approach the only person he knew that could possibly introduce him to what he wanted, then he would be fine or at least he hoped so. Part 4 Callum O'Connor was referred to Club Bliss by his friend and current employer Nolan, owner and Master Dominant of The Dungeon. His boss had set up a meeting with friend and the owner of Bliss, Julius. Callum was very impressed with the club and the assortment of Dominants that Bliss had to offer. The security screening done at Bliss was almost as amazing as Nolan's club, The Dungeon. But as Nolan's head chef at the club, he didn't want to mix business with pleasure. After overcoming a heart wrenching past, Callum finally felt that he was ready to immerse himself back in the lifestyle after what happened with his last Master. Hopefully he didn't make the wrong decision, and hopefully he can get a second chance in finding the connection to a Dominant he so desperately needed.