Welcome to Collared and Tied, the biggest and best gay male BDSM club in Toronto. New Doms and subs are drawn to the community all the time. This box set contains the stories of four of them: Mike the doctor, Kevin the CEO, Ulrich the soldier, and John the policeman. Each man needs a partner to guide them in the lifestyle, and to stand by them when life outside the clubhouse gets dangerous.
Contains the stories:
Dominating the Doctor: Mike is acknowledging gay desire for the first time and it comes with a kink. Ian is an acknowledged Master of pain play but has a well-hidden desire for more connection than just a scene. Can the brand-new sub and the experienced Dom find happiness together?
Controlling the CEO: Master Robert is a member of Collared and Tied but lately he's begun to crave Kevin, a man not in the lifestyle. How can he possibly suggest a relationship with someone who is not only vanilla, but straight? Kevin is divorced, his only relaxation the meetings of his wine club. So why is he noticing the new member? He would never follow another man's direction, go to his bed – or would he?
Serving the Soldier: Scott is a sub and loves it. He's started dating Ulrich who is wildly attractive but vanilla. Is there any way they can be together or will this end in heartbreak? Ulrich is facing the loss of his hand and his career. He meets Scott; although he could be very happy with him, he knows he's hiding something. What can it be and can Ulrich accept it?
Punishing the Policeman: Crispin is a disciplinarian Dom. He knows Inspector Samuelson from his own work as a criminal defense lawyer and wants to know why he's watching the BDSM club Crispin belongs to. John is gay but not kinky. Until he realizes that Crispin is attracting him in a way no other man ever has. Can two men who oppose each other at work come together in private?
EXCERPT FROM "Dominating the Doctor"
I rode the elevator down from Ian’s condo feeling a little odd. I wasn’t shaking or even lightheaded, but I was glad I wasn’t going in to work now. I wasn’t at all sure I could concentrate properly. I used the time to call an Uber and waited on the sidewalk until it arrived. It was now fairly late in the morning. I’d had enough sleep, but the events of the night kept flashing back whenever I stopped concentrating on something. My sore butt didn’t help. Contact with the rough fabric of the car seat was keeping me in a low-grade state of arousal. To keep my mind occupied I opened my work email account. Most were routine notifications from various hospital departments. None had any relevance for me. Instead of deleting them unread I went through each one very carefully. I finished before the car arrived at my building but not by much. Once he’d stopped, I thanked the driver and got out.
Back at home I decided to take another shower. I’d had one at Ian’s, but that orgasm over his lap had left me sticky and sweaty. Usually on a non-work day I’d hit the gym or the pool, do chores, and work on some of my research projects. I was going to skip all of that today. I still had the Monday off. I could catch up then. I was still feeling oddly limp, and I wasn’t referring to my dick. That was still trying to react to Ian’s last kiss and the reminder of his hand on my ass. I cleaned off quickly and turned the water cool until I was fully soft again, then, very unusually, I went back to bed. I lay on my stomach to keep from rubbing my aching ass, pulled my pillow to me and buried my head in my arms. I had to process what had happened over the last few hours.
I’d got what I wanted, and I’d wanted what I got. Shit, it had been intense. Funnily enough, getting fucked up the ass by another man was the least strange part of the whole experience. I’d knelt, in willing and abject submission. Ian, or rather Master Ian, had made it so easy. I had wanted to be at his feet, no need to make decisions or to be strong. I just had to follow his orders and that had felt incredibly good. All the pressure that I normally had to shoulder just disappeared, and the relief was unbelievable. I hadn’t realized how tense I was until he let me give it up. And then there had been the spanking. My God, that spanking! It had hurt, certainly, but not more than I could handle; the pain seemed to create a direct line to my dick and the sensation fed into the pleasure. I wanted to do it again, a different experience, more intensity. I took a deep breath because I was in danger of breaking the rule that I’d been given just before leaving.
There was no one I could talk to about this. I wasn’t going to tell my parents that I had had so much as a date. They’d been encouraging me to move on for a while now. I couldn’t face telling them about being bisexual yet, and there was no way I was going to pretend that I was seeing a woman. If I stayed in this headspace, it would be a conversation I’d need to have in future. Cindy had been my best friend all the time we were married, and there was no one I would give that title to now. My brother was a good deal older than me, and I’d never been close to my sister. I’d lost touch with my friends from residency, both by taking an extra year and by moving to Toronto after my two years in the US. I had made friends in a casual way with my new co-workers, but there was no one I was going to talk to about my sexuality, and certainly not the kink part! They all knew the basics of the story that I’d told Ian the night before so they would assume that I was straight. I was on my own in this.
