The Prometheus in Chains Collection, Volume 1 (MFM, MF)

Prometheus in Chains 1

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In Initiation, Jane Browne, a recently widowed grandmother, never dreamed she’s find a new love, especially not at Prometheus, a BDSM club she impulsively decides to explore. It certainly isn’t easy, however. While trying to overcome the burdens of low self-esteem and physical ailments, Jane also must fight a rival for her new Master’s affections. Master Angus Scott has a tragic past, and he is determined to never have a permanent relationship. When he first sees Jane, the attraction is undeniable and, despite his best efforts, he finds himself falling in love with her. As the two explore the BDSM lifestyle, Jane regains her confidence, defeats her rival, and seizes her chance of a happily ever after.

In Master Eric’s Virgin Sub, Master Eric Ballater, the Dom bartender at Prometheus, meets Emma Browne, a beautiful blonde virgin, who is curious about the club and lifestyle. She returns for an exploratory visit…and likes what she sees. Emma is happy settling into her new life, until someone steals her identity, sending abusive e-mails in her name and charging large amounts of money to her credit card. Master Eric, determined to help Emma, sets a trap for the stalker, eventually snaring him. Thinking everything is over, Emma and Eric begin to explore BDSM more, falling in love in the process. But Emma is torn between her love for Eric and the disapproval of her family if they found out about her lifestyle. Then, at the club’s anniversary celebrations, the stalker returns to attack Emma. Can Eric save her in time and win her heart completely? 

In Fiona’s Two Masters, Fiona Stuart in running from her violent ex-boyfriend. When she stopped to visit her best friend, Fiona never expected to find love in a BDSM club with Masters Alexander and Ruari Scott. However, Fiona’s ex is determined to make her regret leaving him. He stalks and attacks her but is thwarted by her two Doms. He tries again, only to fall into a trap set by the Masters Scott, and he is dealt a taste of his own medicine. Fiona loves Alexander and Ruari but can’t make herself say the words. She doesn’t believe that they can love her back with all her mental and physical scars. But Alexander and Ruari have their own plans for a happily ever after.

In Learning to Live with Her Master, after their collaring ceremony, Jane Browne and Angus Scott go on holiday to Southern Spain and begin adjusting to their new lives, falling more deeply in love every day. However, when they return, they discover that Emma, Jane’s granddaughter, has had her own share of troubles and danger. Losing her temper, Jane challenges Master Angus and his two nephews, who are also Doms. Angus is forced to punish her, but after seeing how much he disliked having to do so, will Jane forgive him? Then, a woman from Angus’s past appears, claiming he is her love. Jane flees, heartbroken. Will Angus lose her? Or can they overcome their difficulties and learn to live together at last?

In Reconciliation, five years ago, Llewellyn Morgan left to take up a training job in Wales and to repay a debt of honor. Before he left, he uncollared his sub Gloria Jessops, nearly breaking her heart in two. Now, he is back and wants to pick up where they left off. He even wants a family with her. Gloria is still in love with him and agrees to be collared again, but he has a hard time convincing her that he isn’t going to leave again. Just as things begin to settle, a man approaches Gloria and tries to blackmail her with photos he has taken of her and Llewellyn making love. What will happen when Llewellyn discovers Gloria looking at the photos? Can the two of them finally find their happily ever after together? 

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Initiation (MF) Master Eric's Virgin Sub (MF) Fiona's Two Masters (MFM) Learning to Live with Her Master (MF)

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Prometheus in Chains 1

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INITIATION

STORY EXCERPT

 

Hell, he thought. “What now?”

Ten minutes later, they entered a pretty village. A stream ran through the middle of it and bisected the village green. Wooden picnic tables with attached benches were scattered over the grass, and a paved area was set aside for parking. The air was clean and pure, and even though it was fairly cold the sun shone for the present. It was early in the year for a picnic, and the daffodils the area was famed for were no longer in bloom so there were not many people visiting the area. Consequently, the car park was almost empty and none of the tables were in use. A few weeks ago, when the daffodils were all in full bloom, the parking area would have been full to overflowing with people eager to see the spring flowers.

He helped her out of the car, but she kept her head down and did not look about her. He chose a table close to the car and arranged rugs on the benches as she waited passively for the axe to fall.

He put the large wicker basket on top of the bench and pulled out a red-and-white checked tablecloth, arranging a bottle and two glasses on it.

“Sparkling apple juice. I hope you like it.” He frowned when she did not look up or reply. “Sit down, Jane. I have some things to say, and I want you to listen then I will answer your questions. Ten years ago I lost my wife to cancer. She was my slave. I had never wanted that sort of D/s relationship but anything less made her so unhappy I went along with it. It was very hard work for me and a strain to be all she wanted me to be. I have a business to run and found it difficult to make every decision for her, what she wore, what she ate and when, et cetera. When she wanted to continue all through her illness and tried to force me to spank her and more, I could not bring myself to do that to someone as ill as she was.

“Consequently, when she died, we were not on the best of terms to put it mildly. I was devastated and felt guilty. I felt I had let her down.”

Jane’s hand stole across the table. She laid it over his hands, which were so tightly clasped together the knuckles showed white.

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

He forced his mind away from that thought and concentrated on the moment. Leave the rest for now and enjoy what he had. He took his hand from her breasts and cupped her mound…Hm, trimmed but not bare, something else to be corrected.

“Open your legs.”

She complied and opened her legs a few inches, so he slapped her mound. She got the message and opened wider. He slid one long finger into her slit. How wet she was. He had lube waiting but saw he would not be needing that. So much cream was not common surely in one of her age.

“You are so wet. Are you always so wet?”

“Yes, Master.”

His fingers circled her swollen clit, slick with her juices. He felt around for the bundle of nerves under her hood and pinched it between his thumb and forefinger. She squeaked and jumped, and he did it again. He began to rub her clit with his finger, and she writhed. He slapped her thigh.

“Be still.”

 

* * * *

 

Jane tried, she really tried to be still, but it was fucking difficult with his fingers exploring her, and she knew if she could just get him to concentrate on her clit she would come. It seemed he had other ideas. Slowly, he circled her clit, never touching just where and how she needed. She was shaking with need by the time he pushed one long, strong finger inside her. She gasped and whined as he withdrew it, to bring it to his mouth and suck it clean. The expression on her face must have given her away because he said, “I told you I wanted to taste you. You are so sweet and spicy. I want more…Now!”

He picked her up and put her on the bed.

“Lie back on the pillows and keep those thighs open.”

 

MASTER ERIC’S VIRGIN SUB

STORY EXCERPT

 

Emma went straight home after she had been to the post office. When she got to the door of her flat, she had the shock of her life. The door had been kicked in. She went to knock on a neighbour’s door.

“Can you come with me? My front door has been kicked in and I do not want to go into the flat alone.”

“Just hang on a minute, love. I will get my son. Do come in and wait.”

Emma had not done more than say ‘good morning’ to her neighbour, but she had always seemed a very friendly, motherly type of woman. She came back, accompanied by a tall, muscular young man, covered in tattoos.

“Don’t worry, if there is anyone still inside, I will deal with him,” the young man said. His name was Eddie, and very quietly and carefully, he entered her flat.

“You just wait there. If there is anyone inside, it will be safer. If there isn’t, then the fewer people who go in the better, in case the police can find forensic evidence.”

A couple of minutes later he was back at the door.

“He, or they, have gone. You come back to our flat and phone the police from there.”

He took her back to his mother, who made Emma sit down and phone the police. They promised to send someone round.

“How about a nice cup of tea, while you wait, love,” she said. Emma was used to the Yorkshire custom of calling everyone ‘love’ by now. When she had first arrived, it was very strange to have bus conductors, taxi-drivers, and the like call her ‘love.’ Now she accepted it and liked it. One thing was certain, if you stood at a bus stop in Yorkshire, people would be friendly and speak to you. It was comforting to be looked after by this motherly woman. She gave Emma a cup of tea and two chocolate digestive biscuits. While Emma nibbled and sipped her tea, the woman introduced herself.

“I am Mrs Smith, you have met Eddie. My man is out at work. He works in the steel industry.”

“I am Emma Browne. I work as a designer for an online lingerie company,” Emma said.

“You will be needing someone to mend that there door. Eddie is handy with his hands and can do it for you, if you like.”

Emma accepted with alacrity. She had been wondering how she was going to manage to find a joiner. The doorbell chimed. It was the police.

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

He pushed her back over his arm and kissed her. First he licked along the seam of her lips and nibbled her bottom lip as she moaned and panted. He let his tongue gently follow the seam of her lips, and then he dipped in and sucked her bottom lip into his mouth. She moaned, and he let go of her lip and explored her mouth with his tongue then began stabbing in and out in time with the fingers he was using in her cunt. She was hot and wet, and she trembled and shook as he pressed her clit between thumb and forefinger and growled.

“Come now!” And come she did. He watched her response to wave after wave of mind-bending pleasure sweeping over her and carrying away her will and wits. Her face reflected her feelings. His tongue played with hers, and his fingers never let up their fucking and stroking. She came again, and as he left her mouth free she screamed his name as he had thought she would. He had loved the sounds she made, the moans, pants, and humming noise deep in her throat as he fucked her with his fingers and as she came writhing and screaming in his arms for the second time. He thought that his cock would explode. He thought of Angus and could see that the kilt would have its advantages at such a time. Certainly his cock and balls would not have felt as if they were in a vice. He shifted to get more comfortable, and then he collected the blanket that was over the chair arm and wrapped it around his kitten. She murmured her thanks and curled into him, one hand clutching his leather jerkin and wriggling to get herself comfortable. Unfortunately her wriggling on his cock was not conducive to his comfort. He would have to do something about that and pretty soon.

 

FIONA’S TWO MASTERS

STORY EXCERPT

 

All the subs fell to their knees as they approached. Ruari noticed that she did it as an automatic reaction, so she was familiar with the protocol. This was getting better and better.

He said to Jenny, “Who is your friend?”

“Her name is Fiona, Sir.”

“Fiona, come with us!” Ruari was not going to be denied, and was pleased that she got up gracefully, and, when each took hold of one of her hands, she let them lead her to a secluded alcove partly sheltered from the rest of the club by a black Japanese screen decorated with Oriental birds and flowers.

The Doms sat on the large leather sofa and provided her with a cushion on which to kneel in front of them.

“Look at me, Fiona. Our names are Master Ruari and Master Alexander. Where do you come from?” asked Ruari. Most of the time Alexander would take the lead, but sometimes he enjoyed letting Ruari do the groundwork while he observed, and that seemed to be the case tonight. She looked scared when he asked where she came from and he wondered why that should be a source of fear. It was a simple enough question surely.

“I come originally from Peterhead, Sir.” He noticed she had a Scottish accent.

“Where do you live now?”

“Nowhere at the moment. I am just visiting Emma on my way south, Sir.”

“Any particular reason for going even farther south?”

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

She hadn’t thought about it from their point of view. She was frustrated, but so were they. They were doing it all for her, and she ought not to tease them, so a chastened little subbie said, “I’m so sorry, Masters. I didn’t think. I will be good and won’t make you even more frustrated. Can’t I suck your cocks to relieve some of the tension?”

She saw that they were pleased with her suggestion. She slowly unzipped both pairs of jeans, all the while looking them in the eyes, but when she then pulled down their tight, white, knitted boxers, carefully extracting both huge, hard cocks, her eyes were riveted where her hands played. Taking Master Alexander’s cock in her hand, she pumped up and down the shaft while she lashed her tongue over the head and dipped it daintily into the slit of his brother’s. Then she changed over and pumped Master Ruari’s cock with her hand while licking and dipping her tongue into Master Alexander’s.

“Oh yes, lick me. Suck my cock with your hot little mouth,” he said.

She could feel their tension, so she licked up the side of their cocks and nipped on the large veins that pulsed there, loving their growls of appreciation. With a cock held firmly in either hand, she pumped up and down, alternating between the two with her tongue, relishing the two distinct tastes of her men. She hummed and sighed as she concentrated on sucking Master Alexander’s cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head, nipping at the back of the head where he was most sensitive. She saw Master Ruari pumping his hand up and down his own swollen shaft, as he watched her pleasure his brother, waiting his turn.

 

LEARNING TO LIVE WITH HER MASTER

STORY EXCERPT

 

Jane watched as the woman linked her arms behind his neck and kissed him soundly on the lips. It was what Jane had always feared would happen and now it had. All her original doubts came back. How could he not prefer her to Jane, with her less than perfect legs, and her plump hips? She was younger than Jane and so slim and beautiful. Who will want me? she had thought as she entered the club for the first time. What did she have to offer compared to the blonde? Jane was devastated. She saw him hold on to the woman. That was enough to confirm what she felt. He wanted the blonde. What man in his right mind wouldn’t choose her over an older, less beautiful woman? Jane turned and somehow made one foot follow the other back up the few stairs she had just descended. Stunned, she held on tight to the bannister rail and somehow got herself up the last stairs. She was out of breath. She couldn’t breathe. Her heart beat twenty to the dozen, and the blood pounded in her ears. What was she going to do now? He had collared her, but collars could be removed. He had asked her to marry him, but they were not married yet. Her world, that she had thought so secure, was falling apart. Who was this woman? She called him “her love,” and he held her in his arms. She was young, more beautiful. Jane’s worst nightmare had come to pass.

Suddenly, she couldn’t stay in the house a minute longer. She had to get away. A sense of urgency invaded her and imbued her with strength, energy, and purpose. Grabbing a bag from the wardrobe, she threw clothes into it, jeans, sweaters, shirts, underwear. In the bathroom she swept her toiletries into the vanity case he had bought her in Madrid, and a sob caught in her throat.

Not now! she thought to herself. You must get away. There’s no time now. You can cry later.

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

She knelt, and he stood behind her, finding her cunt with his fingers. She was even wetter now, and he stroked her G-spot, driving her wild with his fingers soaked in her cream. He took them out of her and licked them clean, groaning his appreciation of their taste.

“Your taste is like honey,” he said.

He gripped her hips tightly, and standing between her thighs, he entered her. She had expected him to take her fast and hard, and he did. He entered her, giving her his full delicious length in one hard thrust, lifting her knees off the bed in his urgency, but he held her safe in his hands, so she didn’t fall forward as she otherwise might have done. He withdrew all the way out and slammed all the way home again, his huge balls slapping against her, and she sighed in contentment.

“Stay on your knees, put your shoulders on the bed. Rest your head on your arms.”

She’d explained that it was the most comfortable position for her when he wanted her visible submission. Still kneeling, she complied, and he fucked her then, hard and fast and urgent. She gasped as he hammered his cock into her time after time and moaned as it slid along her G-spot. She loved this position. It gave her more intense pleasure as he varied the angle of his thrusts. He leaned over her and played with her breast with one hand, pulling and pinching at the nipple and nipping at her neck with his teeth. His weight on her felt so good. One arm was around her, playing with the breast he could reach, even as it was pressed to the bed. His other hand was on her hip. His hand on her breast sent jolts of pleasure to her cunt which gushed with moisture.

 

RECONCILIATION

STORY EXCERPT

 

She wasn’t sure if she was ready just yet to face him and tell him all she’d just confessed to Master Prometheus. Master Llewellyn came in and sat opposite Gloria, who made as if to rise, but Llewellyn motioned her to remain seated.

Master Prometheus began, “Gloria is concerned, as we assumed, that if she commits to this M/s relationship, she will again find herself alone and abandoned. She had an exceedingly hard time last time and was almost lost to us.”

Llewellyn looked at her, then at Prometheus. She saw that he was surprised by Prometheus’s last statement, but apart from that, she couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

“I understand her concerns, and I will do all I can here and now to allay them. I’m going to buy a home here in Sheffield. My work in Wales is done and passed on to my successors, and my debt to my friend is repaid in full. He won’t call on me again. There is no one else to whom I owe such a debt. I am free of that and all other obligations. I’ve accepted a permanent post in Prometheus in Chains to train Dominants and subs. The term of the contract is five years, after which it can be renewed. I didn’t want to go, my gloria. I’m sorry I had to leave and hurt you so. I missed my slave. I missed our rituals and protocols, but I’d given my word to a man to whom I owed a debt of honour, and I couldn’t go back on it. I knew you couldn’t leave your mother, and we couldn’t live the M/s lifestyle apart, so I thought it was best to have a clean break and no contact at all. Master Prometheus kept me informed about you, and sometimes I was frantic wanting to get in touch, but I didn’t for fear of making things worse. I had to give you a chance to find happiness with someone else. I don’t know what I’d have done if you had found another Dom. Prometheus never told me how close we were to losing you.” She saw he looked hard at his old friend as he said that.

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

 “Cariad!” He sighed in appreciation of her efforts. “How I’ve missed you. Come here.”

He patted his lap, and she rose gracefully to straddle him. He took her in his arms and kissed her, not needing to demand entry. Her lips softly opened and invited him in to taste himself on her tongue and slake his thirst for her as he claimed her mouth. He licked, sucked, and nibbled her lips and finally sucked her tongue into his mouth for her to explore him. She would never invade his mouth until he invited her. He’d trained her well. He freed her generous breasts and cupped them in his large hands, running his thumbs over the sensitive nipples. Taking them between thumb and forefinger, he rolled and squeezed them as she moaned but kept still as he’d trained her to do.

“Please, Master Llewellyn. Please it has been so long. Please fuck me!”

He smiled. He was aware he was a strict Master and fiendish in his application of punishments for any infraction but conversely generous with praise and pleasure for any slave who pleased him and followed his dictates. She held herself still and took all the stimulation he offered with his talented fingers. Then he lowered his mouth to her nipples, and he smiled as she almost lost her control. He knew that the pull of his mouth, as he suckled her nipples, and the electric jolt shooting to her cunt, making her wet and needy, had always been a great test of her ability to control herself. He alternated between her breasts and drove her to the edge of her control again and again, but she didn’t disappoint him. She managed to take it all and maintain her stillness. What a treasure she is!

“What do you want, my gloria?” he teased.

“Fuck me, Master Llewellyn. Eat my pussy please. I need to come!” she pleaded.

Finally, standing with her in his arms, he crossed to the bed and tossed her onto it. Leaving her legs dangling off the end, he knelt on the floor between her legs, parted her thighs, and lowered his mouth to her pussy. She’d always loved this and said her world centred on him and the pleasure he gave her. So he parted her labia with his fingers, lowered his face to inhale her scent, and said, “Ah!” driving her to the edge of sanity.

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