Welcome to my blog, and to the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop. This weekend I’m sharing an 18+ snippet from The Prize, my story in the His Domain collection, which has been nominated in the BDSM Writers Con Golden Flogger awards in the anthology category.
Here goes… Jessie has just arrived at the Vivant BDSM Club, where she is about to meet the two Dominants with whom she will spend the evening.
I move across the room to examine the items hanging from a display rail beside the St. Andrew’s cross. There are paddles of varying weights and design, whips, crops, more canes than I personally care for, floggers and all manner of restraints. I select a pair of soft leather cuffs and press them to my nose to inhale the sensuous aroma. My pussy starts to moisten in anticipation.
I whirl, startled, at the disembodied voice. The room is empty, of course, and the sound system carefully concealed. I can see the camera, though, mounted in the ceiling, and I realize I have been watched all along. They probably observed me in the anteroom, too.
“I… You gave me a shock,” I announce, though the comment is irrelevant.
“I know.” He sounds unrepentant. “My name is Mark, and my associate for this evening is Greg. We are both delighted to welcome you to Vivant.”
Right, here’s the blurb for The Prize:
When she shows up at the prestigious Vivant Club to claim her raffle prize of one month’s free membership, Jessie Barnett doesn’t know what to expect. She’s trembling as she enters, but her inner submissive is dancing for joy, and nothing is going to stop her from claiming what she has won.
Jessie is no stranger to the BDSM scene, but this is a new club, a new city, she knows no one and has no idea what to expect. That’s all right, though, as it turns out the two powerful Doms who are hers for the evening have no doubt at all what they require from her—complete surrender, on her knees.
Jessie is happy to comply. This is what she came here in search of. But will one evening’s pleasure, however intense, however delightfully tinged with exquisite pain, be enough? Once she has submitted to them totally, will Mark and Greg see their business with her as having been concluded? Or is there more to be won, a greater prize, hovering just beyond her reach?
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