No one would ever know that behind my spectacles and business-blazer lies a body longing for lust. My dreams of being dominated by an experienced Alpha are wild, explicit, vivid, and uncensored, but in reality, I behave. I have a good job and do all the good things that good girls do. I’ve never dared to take my first filthy foray into the world of submission, BDSM, daddies, masters, slaves and subs.

Until now. This is the dawning of my submissive sexual education.

Will I like it? Will I love it? Will I loathe it? Will I be begging him to stop or begging for more?

My body quivers as I wait for him, quite sure he’s doing this on purpose—making me wait like he owns not just my body but also my time. Finally, he answers the door, a small smile gracing his gorgeously chiseled jaw. His eyes burn into mine and my body melts…. I’m his. With just one look.

“Turn around, kitten,” he growls, and I gasp as an icy cold metal chain brushes my cheek and comes to rest around my throat.

Warnings:

• This erotic short story contains highly graphic depictions of consensual penetrative sex and other sex acts. Please do not buy if you are easily offended.
• Miss Blaire Bardot will not be held responsible for any events that may occur during or after reading her erotic short stories.