Domination and desire go hand in hand, but are you ready to submit to the ultimate in sexy seduction? Enjoy five varied, kinky tales of domination and submission that will get you hot under the collar!
A Special Kind of Pet by Kathleen Tudor
Ryan and Tiff don’t just want any old pet. They want one that’s house trained, loving and, above all, obedient. Does she have what it takes to please this dominant couple and become part of their household?
Behind the Blue Door by Charlotte Stein
Dean is prepared to whatever it takes to be the best slave Sapphire has ever had. All it involves is obeying one simple instruction – never to try and find out what lurks behind the dusty blue door at the top of the stairs. But is that an instruction too far for this curious submissive?
Thank God It’s Friday by Bertram Fox
After a long, stressful week at work, Milady is looking forward to the delights only Friday can bring. For that’s the day when mistress becomes slave, and all she can do is submit to the cruel attentions of her loving husband.
Dancing in the Moonlight by NJ Harris
In the quiet country park, naked under the stars, he makes her choose her own switch and consent to feel it across her bare backside. He’s always wanted to punish her so publicly, but whose fantasy are they really living out?
The Appointment by Jean-Phillipe Aubourg
After meeting online, Nick and John dare each other to visit a dominatrix together. But once she has them, bound and kneeling before her, she decides to take them further, much further, than either had ever imagined possible.
These stories have also been published in Hot Under The Collar
Print ISBN 9781907761782, eBook ISBN 9781907761799, Audio ISBN 9781908262547
She was young, but the bun high on her head made her look serious. She smiled at people as she passed them on the street, her heels clicking on the pavement as she scanned the buildings until she came to the one she was looking for. Her steps, so confident on the street, hesitated as she stepped up to the door of the apartment building, which opened before her.
The apartment was on the third floor. All swagger was gone from her walk as she knocked softly on the door. It was opened by a young man, who stepped back without a word. She took a step forward into the room, then folded as was expected of her, her knees hitting the floor as the door shut behind her. A woman’s voice issued from a room beyond. ‘Is it here?’
The man’s hand fell to the woman’s head, and he smiled. ‘It’s here, Tiff.’ To the woman on the floor, he added, ‘Welcome, Pet.’ The woman, eyes on the ground as she enjoyed his hand on her hair, just smiled.
Tiff emerged from the kitchen a moment later, frowning at the scene. ‘Ryan, it’s not even wearing its collar yet!’ He smiled at his girlfriend as he reached up to take a SmartCollar off a table nearby.
‘My bad,’ he said. His fist clenched in the hair of the woman on the floor as he yanked her head back. She whimpered a little, her eyes going to his face and a hunger in her gaze. He smiled at her as he placed the collar at her neck; it clicked itself into place. ‘You’re not a woman any more. You’re just a pet, to be used however we want.’ He showed her the controller for the collar. ‘It’s set to remain in place for 30 hours. It will deliver an incapacitating shock if you attempt to leave the apartment before the time is up. If you still want to go forward, press your thumb to the key pad, there.’ She did, and he smiled and jerked her hair.
‘Careful, Ryan, you’ll hurt the poor thing,’ Tiff said, stepping forward and bending down to stroke the woman’s hair back into place. The girl on the floor whimpered again, leaning into Tiff’s hand. ‘Aww, see? Sweet pet.’ Tiff had reached up on to the shelf as well. With a tiny click that sent shivers through the girl on the floor, a leash was attached to the collar. Tiff stood up again and started to walk away. ‘Come, Pet.’
Ryan smiled, his penis already forming a huge bulge in his pants as he watched his girlfriend lead their new pet toward the back of the apartment. Tiff added a sweet sway to her walk as the woman crawled after her. She stopped in the doorway to the bedroom, leaning against the frame as the woman stopped behind her and came to a kneeling position. ‘Pets don’t wear clothes.’ Tiff unclipped the leash. ‘Stand up. Strip.’
The pet glanced at Ryan, then back at Tiff. This was their first meeting in person, though the three of them had spoken often online and over video in the past few months. She wasn’t to speak except to use her safeword. She stripped, slowly, eyes downcast. Her face flushed with shame, but she felt a similar flush between her legs as she submitted to them.
‘Good Pet,’ Tiff said, stroking her head. She clicked the leash back into place, and the pet followed, still on her feet since she hadn’t been told otherwise, as Tiff led her toward the kitchen and an enticing blend of scents. ‘Lie down.’ Tiff pointed to a large dog bed in the corner of the kitchen. As she lay down, the pet noticed there was a bowl of water beside her. Tiff clipped the leash to a hook in the wall, and joined a visibly aroused Ryan at the table.