Blurb:
A new beginning…
Fleeing from a relationship gone horribly wrong, Jocelyn
Frazier makes the choice to start a new life. If only her car had gotten the
memo. Stranded in the parking lot of what seemed to be a night club, she walks
into a world she never knew existed. A new job with room and board are the
answer to her prayers, but can she really outrun the ghosts of her past or will
they come back to claim her?
Broken trust…
Master Caine has just come out of a five-year Master/sub
arrangement after a bitter breakup. He spies the new barmaid instantly,
dismissing her as just another pretty face. When circumstances put them in
close proximity, his resolve to stay at a distance is put to the test. He finds
himself enamored by the curvaceous blonde. Soon the teacher becomes the student
and he learns that the gift of trust might just be the greatest surrender of
all.
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Excerpt:
Master Caine observed with interest the new waitress that
worked with Roxy at the bar. She was shy and not at all used to life in the
club. Her black corset and short micro skirt were tasteful. He would give Roxy
that. The girl’s expressions as she took in some of the costumes of the patrons
were comical.
A couple had come through, the leather clad Domme leading a
man dressed in nothing more than a dog collar and a strategically placed
genital cage, and he thought she was going to choke on her own tongue. From
time to time on his rounds as dungeon monitor, Caine caught her observing the
patrons in the spanking room, a curious look on her face as if she were trying
to comprehend why a person would do such a thing.
“She’s delightful,” Gage stated, noting the direction his
attention traveled. “The people love her and she’s gotten more tips than all
the other servers combined.” The hum of the club had picked up over the last
couple of nights and he’d been relieved at the influx of people.
Caine shrugged. “Another pretty face.” She seemed like any
typical Texas girl. Blond hair, curves that filled out her jeans nicely, and a
pleasant disposition that defied logic. But in the corset and microskirt—his
cock stood up and took notice.
“True.” Gage eyed his friend askance.
“Did her background check come back okay?”
“It did. She’ll be here about a week, from what Linnet
said.”
Gage paused, then added, “She’s been abused.”
“How do you know?” But he’d seen the telltale bruising on
her face. It wasn’t hard to guess what had happened. No doubt she was on the
run from an ex. All the more reason to steer clear.
So why did he continually seek her out every time he found
himself in the main room of the club? It had been three days and each evening
he found himself staring at her like a proverbial lost puppy.
“Linnet told me. Be careful, Hoss.”
“What do you mean be careful?”
“I know that look.”
“I have no intention,” he started to say, and then realized
it was a lie. He’d been relieved when he caught her watching his performance
during the public exhibition tonight and wondered what her ass would look like
stretched across his bench, the rosy pink kiss of his paddle coloring her
cheeks.
“I don’t know that she...”
“You wouldn’t know unless you ask. Just keep in mind she’ll
be heading to Houston for that modeling audition as soon as she can get enough
money to get her car fixed.”
“She’s a model?” His cock hardened at the thought. He was
definitely attracted to her. There was no doubt. And she was a polar opposite
of Riley.
“Just be careful, she’s fragile.”
“I’m not looking.”
“I didn’t say you were, but if you do don’t hurt her. She’s
been through enough.”
***
The corset was tight around her ribs and she took a deep
breath, trying to reign in the excitement of the night. Her tables had been
more than generous and, during a lull, she caught sight of something happening
in the stage area.
The first performance had been none other than Master Caine
and a volunteer from the audience. He had paddled the squirming sub to a rosy
pink puddle of feminine appreciation.
Her first reaction completely surprised her and she almost
dropped a tray of drinks as her heels wobbled. She wanted to be that woman.
Her.
The more she read his books in the gift shop, the more she
wanted to be a part of his world.
“Do you want to watch?”
She turned to find the tall Dom standing next to her. “What
are they doing?” she asked.
“Her Dom is issuing a public punishment.”
“And she likes that?”
“Why don’t you come and find out?” His lips twisted upward
into an inviting smile and she wanted more than anything to take him up on it.
Roxy ambled up and greeted them. “I think your shift is over
for tonight, girlie girl. Why don’t you go exploring with Master Caine?”
“I don’t want to leave you. My tables…”
“Are just fine. Go. Enjoy.” She winked and gave her a light
shove and, in trying to right her footing, Jocelyn found herself encased in
Master Caine’s arms.
Her skin felt hot in the places he touched her and she tried
to shake off the sensation, wondering if she had lost her mind.
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