"What do you say when I tell you to do something?"
Breathless and whimpering, she answered: "Yes, Sir..."
"You're not going to forget again, are you?"
"No, Sir," her voice was soft, relaxed even. I was watching her actively slip further into a submissive headspace and it was thrilling to see. I rubbed my hand across her scorching backside, red from her punishment.
"Good girl," I praised, and beneath my hands her body slowly relaxed. I allowed her to catch her breath, and sink a little deeper into subspace, before I ordered her up with a couple of pats to her bottom. "Get up," I told her, dropping my foot to the ground, returning her to her feet. She was a bit shaky on her legs, so it wasn't the most graceful transition.
Her skirt was tied around her waist with a neat little bow, which I pulled undone. The fabric fell to the floor.
"Step out of your skirt, and panties, and return to where you were standing before, in the same position."
She hesitated, surprised.
"You didn't think we were done, did you?"
"N-no, Sir."
"We got sidetracked because you were a disobedient little girl, weren't you?"
Her face turned red at my chastisement.
"Now, do as you're told."
"Yes, Sir," she replied before obeying.
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Book Two of the Unconditional Submission series.
Dawson is sent to the front lines as Berkelium wages war on Ruthenium. Only nineteen, he works tirelessly to end the war, but years pass, and he is still unable to return home. Now 21, Dawson is hardened from battle. He hardly recognizes himself. When a girl enters their camp with suspicious intentions, he doesn't have the patience or calamity he once did to deal with her. It's been long enough since he's seen a woman, let alone since he's had to discipline one... But she's on his turf now, and the little Berkelium will receive a taste of Ruthenium culture if she doesn't comply with every single one of his demands.
This is Book Two of the Unconditional Submission Series
He whispered, "Don't make a sound."
"How do you expect me to beg and cry for you?" I taunt and attempt to dig my nails in the hand he rested in front of me, eye level while I was on his lap. He squeezed the hand tightly before pushing it behind my back.
He slapped my ass hard for the little comment, and I gawked. I've never been struck, or punished before. "I'm sure you'll find an alternative." Sayter stroked my hair, and spanked me again.
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It's 1890, the Victorian Era. Theres a killer on the loose, and it's a pretty little thing named Victoria Vonscuets. Victoria fakes her job as a prostitute to lure her clients into bed with her and to their brutal deaths. But if she had a rival for notoriety, it was Sayter Hamel, a vicious, brutal crime lord who tortured and killed victims on his raider who owed more than they could give.
When Victoria decides she wants to try and kill Sayter, she's caught and Sayter decides he'll keep her for himself and teach her submission. But Victoria has a plan to exceed the same goal, all she has to do is sell her soul.
⚠️WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT INCLUDING SEX, KIDNAPPING, TORTURE, AND A BDSM RELATIONSHIP SO IF THIS IS NOT YOUR THING MOVE ON⚠️