Finding herself divorced, without a job and in a foreign country, Alicia decides to open her own business as a personal chef specialising in American-style food. Little does she know that her first important client, famed photographer Maverick Devonshire, will become far more than just her employer.
Unable to resist his commanding manner, she follows him into his Play Room. Once there, she discovers true empowerment and gains the confidence to become not only a successful businesswoman but also a true submissive. Learning quickly from the consequences administered by Mr. Devonshire and his associates, Alicia finds out that her clients are not the only ones who are Tasting Pleasure.
This book contains scenes of F/F intimacy, and menage or more sex
General Release Date: 16th June 2008
I can do this, Alicia thought as she suppressed the urge to lift her head and glance at the door. She knelt on the floor, her knees resting upon a large pillow, leaning forwards with her forehead resting on her crossed hands and her long hair draping the entire length of her back. Her arse, with the word ’toy‘ still readable on both cheeks, was slightly raised over her ankles. She had assumed this position half an hour earlier.
Maverick had called forty-five minutes before, instructing her to prepare for him. She had not expected him to call. Usually after an encounter as intense as last night, he allowed for a day of recovery. Nonetheless, Alicia had immediately tied her hair up, taken a quick shower, given a small prayer of thanks that she did not have to shave, administered a cool enema, dried herself, applied an oil lightly scented with Patchouli and, after relieving her bowels, had assumed this position—all within fifteen minutes. She didn’t wait long before hearing Maverick open the door of the flat, which she had left unlocked in anticipation of his arrival. She had hoped he would come to the bedroom where she patiently knelt before the door, but today he was in no hurry for his greeting.
Alicia felt her back begin to cramp, but she refused to move in order to relieve her discomfort. If Maverick needed time to unwind, so be it. He had trained her well enough that she could endure a short wait. Besides, she estimated she had only been in this position for thirty minutes now. She had waited longer than this before. Damn! She could feel her heavy hair begin to slide down one side. Now her appearance would be uneven, and she knew how Maverick appreciated symmetry. Her hair was one of her greatest treasures but also one of her greatest trials! Why did it have to be so heavy? The length was difficult enough to deal with—the ends of her curls brushed against the small of her back—but the thickness added a weight which was difficult to control. Normally she would have braided it, but Maverick had expressly told her he wanted it unbound and flowing down her back.
Well, she thought, I did the best I could. She decided she would rather leave the hair unevenly draped than risk moving out of position.
A moment later she was glad of her decision as she heard Maverick’s footsteps. She quivered slightly as she felt him run a single finger along the curve of her buttocks. She raised her eyes enough to see his shoes—he was wearing his black work ones. That meant he had just come from a shoot. No wonder he hadn’t come to her immediately. He had probably sipped the whiskey she had left waiting for him and simply relaxed in the sitting room for a while. Maverick worked hard, and his models often needed coaxing into position.
“Greet me,” Maverick instructed.
Alicia smiled momentarily then raised herself into a kneeling position. She unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. She gently lowered both them and his boxers to the ground and took him into her mouth, cradling his balls in her hands. Remembering his preference for symmetry and balance, Alicia tried to keep an even pressure and rhythm, savouring the taste of his flesh. When she felt him expand within her mouth, she sighed, knowing she had brought him pleasure. After a few more minutes, she felt his hand on her head and regretfully pulled away from him. She sat back on her heels, keeping her head down, and folded her hands in front of her.
“You please me, Alicia,” Maverick said. “You’ve grown into an almost perfect companion.” He reached down and stroked her cheek.
Alicia rubbed her face against his hand, thrilled with the unexpected compliment.
“Last night you exceeded even my expectations. I’m very proud of you. Considering the state you were in when we met, I’m astounded at your progress. Stand up, my dear. Tonight we will celebrate your success.”
Alicia was so flustered, she stumbled a bit as she stood. She too was proud of her performance last night but had not been expecting Maverick’s praise. She felt herself blush with the pleasure of his words. She knew, though, that he spoke the truth. When they had first met, she had been a mess. Now she was a successful businesswoman and a perfectly trained companion.
I live a very busy and stressful life, being the mother of 2 teenage boys, a wife, teacher and caretaker of elderly relatives. Nonetheless, I find relaxation and escape from life's difficulties in my writing. I've wanted to be a published writer all my life but have not had the courage, until recently, to actually submit my writings anywhere. I was raised in a VERY conservative, Catholic family in a VERY conservative Mid-Western small town (St. Louis is the closest city!). I've always been a bit of a rebel - wanting to forge my own path, state my own opinions. Erotic romances give me an outlet for both. I've always enjoyed writing poetry, but I am finding even more fulfillment in writing erotic stories. What else do I love to do? cook, eat chocolate, drink wine or Jameson, listen to Celtic music, entertain friends.
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A+! Outstanding Read Take the time to sit back and enjoy this book, you won't regret it.
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