My Broken Submissive

My Broken Submissive

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Dominate means to control someone or something by being stronger or more powerful than them. It comes from the word dominus which means master. That therefore means that a dominant is one who wheels immense power over another, a submissive. At least that's what Autumn was taught to believe. Broken to the point of being shattered she doesn't even think to rethink that definition. Even when she realize that the Jacobs a family of five whom have taken her in or involved in the BDSM scene is nothing like the master she had when she was nine. But I guess old ways die hard and what was beaten into her head will forever rule her future. Or will Dimitri change her view on what she's been thought. (ಠ_ಠ) this is my first story bear with ♚ Mature Content ♚
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Club Edge-Book 2 "Is there a reason why you have been disturbing my class from last three days Miss Arora?" His scolding tone was enough to make me hot and bothered but when he did that while looking in my eyes, my knees buckled so fast. And yet I gathered my courage and glared at him not breaking the eye contact. "You and me both know the reason Vincent." "It's professor Agosti or Dr.Agosti for you Miss Arora and I won't repeat myself." "Oh...I thought it was Master Vincent last time." The next moment I was suddenly pulled and bent over his desk. His hand holding my wrists and my heart rate going through the roof. "The person in this classroom and the person inside the club are two very different people Lilian. The only thing that makes us similar is that I won't hesitate to turn your ass red whether I am inside the classroom or inside the club." I just ruined my brand new thong as I was quite sure there would be a wet spot on it. But I was happy as my mission of getting his attention was finally successful. I had pushed his buttons enough that he would do something about it. "What if I want you to do it?" "Is that so? Is this the reason you've been wearing these slutty clothes to the college Lilian?" "Yes Vincent.." SMACK! I felt as if I was spanked with a wooden paddle when I knew it was just his hand. Tears formed in my eyes instantly. "What did I say Lilian? What are you supposed to call me?" "Master Vincent.." SMACK! "Fuck!" "Language Miss Arora!" "I am sorry!" "I am sorry what?!" "I am sorry professor Agosti! Please..." My tears were flowing down my cheeks and that's when I realised that I might have bitten more than I can chew... This is the 2nd book in Club Edge series. It is not a standalone novel, you have to read 1st book 'Invisible Ties' first. Warning⚠️:- This story contains graphic sex scenes and bdsm concepts. Dont read if it's not your cup of tea.

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