Welcome to my dungeon, my naughty pets . . .
I want to titillate you with a little excerpt from my latest Bad Boy, Master Prince from the Masters of Tabu Series. But first, I have to lay out the ground rules for the giveaway this weekend. This is a BDSM scene at the club, sensation play, so if you might find it not to your liking, you may want to skip my blog and go to the next author. Second, the giveaway! If you want to read more of this story or maybe the first one in the series, Master Knight, just leave a comment below with the answer to this question: How many Masters will be in the series and the names of the Masters of Tabu? The answer is on this blog. If you want to follow me, that would be great too. I'd love some company. So, the prize is a PDF copy of either Book 1 or 2 to one lucky person selected at random.
BLURB:
Mitchell
Prince, is a Dom with an attitude. He’s the Chief Counsel of Knight Enterprises
and has a private practice in Dallas, Texas, which keeps him busy. He’s also a co-owner
in Club Tabu and tends to watch and monitor more than have a sub of his own. He
has yet to find the right partner to fulfill his darkest desires to control and
challenge him physically and mentally.
Guilianna
Hathaway, nicknamed Anna by her closest friends, is no princess but can play
with the Big Boys in the courtroom. She’s a hard-edged attorney representing women
and children. Her latest client files a civil suit against Club Tabu and the
owners for negligence due to an alleged rape and assault of her client by
another patron of the BDSM club. She’s curious about the goings on in an
establishment catering to the abuse of women, or what she assumes happens there
and returns to the “crime scene” for research and is stunned and shocked by
what she finds. Once she meets with Mitchell Prince at Club Tabu, not only is
she attracted to the tall, dark and handsome attorney representing the club,
she’s also drawn into the BDSM world. Discovering she has a submissive nature
is a revelation she’s willing to explore. With the right Dom, that is.
Will
Mitch and Anna plead the fifth and follow the laws of nature rather than the
laws they uphold in court?
ADULT EXCERPT:
Another
several minutes passed with the tickler gliding over her body with determined
focus. Master Terrence for all his bravado lulled her into a blissful, relaxed
state. All that changed and quickly.
“Now
for something with more of a prick on the skin,” the hulking man said.
She
flinched with the first touch of the next thing he ran along her skin. The tiny
bites from whatever he used kind of tingled, and the new sensations were more
intense than the feather, tickling thing from before. The pinches weren’t
painful, but a definite notch up in discomfort. The way Master Terrence moved
the piece around the different parts of her body made her start to squirm. The
sensations building along the nerve-endings were pleasant, surprisingly so.
That in itself was a bit on the disturbing side. I’m naked, cuffed, and restrained, blindfolded and allowing a virtual
stranger to touch me. Am I crazy?
“You’re
enjoying your punishment, aren’t you?” The soft whisper near her ear brought her
out of her delightful thoughts.
With
the heightened senses kicking in, the prickle of the tiny hairs along her neck
even brought a pleasurable sensation. She could barely think, let alone put two
words together to answer him. Two men, one delivering a so-called physical
punishment that really felt incredible not painful, while the other used his
voice to arouse her in other ways. “What is he using?”
“You
want to know? Can you guess?” Prince whispered.
She
shook her head. “No. No, Sir. I don’t know.”
“Technically,
it’s a Wartenberg Pinwheel. At the end of a handle, a small metal wheel with
many spiky tines rolls along the skin.”
“Oh.”
She tried to picture the instrument, but had a hard time. A small, metal pinwheel. Interesting.
“Is
she all right?” Master Terrence asked.
“Yes.
Keep going.”
The
prickly feeling stopped. Her mind raced, wondering what would come next. So
far, she didn’t consider any punishment dispensed by the man she wronged severe.
Her anxiety began to wane, and her mind drifted again. Had her life become so
dull, mundane, predictable that she had to go to the opposite end of the
spectrum and fall victim to the kinkier side of life? No, she accepted Prince’s
proposal for only one reason. In the midst of this exhibition, however, she
couldn’t consider any part of the demonstration as observation by any stretch
of the imagination. Hands-on research? Who
am I kidding?
She
jerked. The ice kissing her lips startled her. The cool water dripped down over
her chin and onto her chest. The trickling effect tickled. Aroused her. Master
Terrence left a trail of cold wetness down her neck as it trickled down into
the hollow formed by her collarbone. Then he moved between her breasts,
circling each nipple. Chills started down her spine and warmth built in her
core. The first cube dwindled to almost nothing before he stopped to add
another in its place. He traveled down her abdomen and swirled the quickly
melting cube around her navel. The frosty fluid continued to form rivulets down
until it traversed over her curls and over her labia. The coolness couldn’t
dissipate the heat growing between her legs. The torture dispensed thus far had to be the most erotic punishment
she’d ever experienced and wanted more. She shivered and not because of the
ice.
“Are
you okay?” Prince asked in a soft whisper again. Tracing the edges of her ear
with his flicking tongue, he caressed the silky flesh arousing her passion to a
fever pitch. For a few moments, the teasing distracted her from answering his
questions.
“Y–Yes.”
“Good
girl.” He whispered in her ear, “You like the different sensations Master
Terrence delivered so far, don’t you? You like letting go of your control over
everything and only feel those sensations? No point in denying it. Tell me the
truth. I’ll know if you’re lying.”
Guilianna
tried to say yes. Prince spoke the truth and was right about denying her
feelings, but being at Tabu was completely out of character for her. What would
her clients think if they found out, or the press or, God forbid, her sister? Anger
surged in her veins, and she bit her bottom lip to fight back the thought of
disappointing Audriana. No, this wasn’t like her at all. She’d broken away from
the tyrannical domination of her father, gained control over her life, and
didn’t want another man to have that kind of power over her again. Yet, she’d
had no idea the feeling of helplessness and vulnerability could be such a
serious turn-on. Mitchell Prince aroused her more. His gentle and warm caress
pushed her into an answer, one she surprised herself by answering. She finally
relented.
“Yes,
okay, you’re right. I’m turned on, but that doesn’t mean you win, Prince.”
“I
think you meant to say, ‘Yes, I’m turned on. Thank you, Master Prince.’”
Fully
aware he tried to overpower her with his presence, she struggled with standing
her ground or giving into the erotic play. He wasn’t her master. No man would
ever be. She made her own decisions, charted her own destiny, but her body had
other ideas. Playing games wasn’t something she wanted to do, but before she
could think clearly the words demurely slipped from her lips. “You turn me on.
Thank you, Master Prince.”
A
light kiss brushed her lips, Prince’s lips. The ones she’d craved all night.
“See, little mouse. Professing your feelings doesn’t hurt, does it?”
Guilianna
blushed, the heat tingled her cheeks. “No, but I’m extremely embarrassed.”
“Why?
Because you think it makes you weak? Do you trust me, Anna?”
The
sudden grazing over her clit with the ice jolted her out of the hypnotic conversation
with Prince. The shock of the sensation made her jerk against the restraints.
Master Terrence held the torturous piece there for a few seconds. Numbness
didn’t take long to happen. Then, she felt fingers brushing across her nipples.
Which man was it?
“Answer
me.” He pinched and rolled the hardening points between his thumb and index
finger. His warm mouth sucked one nipple into his mouth and
swirled his tongue around the nub.
Thank
goodness the fingers and mouth belonged to Prince. She’d been embarrassed
enough tonight to last a lifetime. “Yes…yes, I trust you.” She moaned as the
exquisite sensation shot straight to her pussy. Floating on the softly building
cloud of emotion, the blood burned in her veins, moisture leaked out and coated
her inner thighs. The wetness may have been the residue of the melted ice. She
couldn’t tell from the overload of the multiple sensations piercing through her
body.
“I
think you’ve earned a reward for your obedience, little mouse.”
Prince
tested her comfort zone again. She sucked in air through her nose, forcing
herself to relax. She trusted him even if her anxiety went on high alert.
Oh God, what’s
happening to me?
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Until another day my naughty pets,
GRAY
