5 BLUE RIBBONS: "Today, Jessica has turned into everything that Cole seeks in a dutiful submissive. Nine months ago, the two had gone through a collaring ceremony to pledge to love and commitment to one another. Jessica’s perfect world is shattered, when she receives a call and learns her former Master, Quinn Sutherland, is back in town. Quinn returned to his hometown to bury his father. He wanted to revisit Club Submission to see if any of his friends were around. When he comes into contact with his former friend Cole Rossi he is puzzled by Cole’s hostile treatment of him. When Quinn learns that Cole has taken over as Jessica’s new Master he is determined that he can easily win Jessica back. Which master will Jessica serve? When Cole gives her an ultimatum and she refuses his command, will it be the end of their relationship? MASTER’S PET captures the beauty and grace of talented author Jan Bowles. It is six in the highly popular MASTER OF SUBMISSION series. This review cannot rave enough at how impressed she has been with each offering she has experienced of Ms. Bowles. She feels privileged as having reviewed all titles in the series. For anyone who has ever wanted to learn more of the BDSM scene, there is no better author than Jan Bowles to educate your curiosity." -- Suzie Housley, Romance Junkies
4 STARS: "Jessica Summers is the perfect submissive for Cole Rossi, and their relationship has been ideal for the last three years. Now Jessica’s prior master Quinn Sutherland is back in town, and he wants her back. Quinn’s return infuriates Cole, and their mutual dislike is as strong as ever. Can Cole and Jessica get past Quinn’s appearance in their lives? Master’s Pet is the sixth book in the Masters of Submission series by Ms. Bowles. While this book is part of a series, it can be read and enjoyed as a standalone novel. This was enjoyable book. Even early on in the story its apparent that Cole is in love with Jessica but despite her reassurances. he is still unsure because of how Jessica views her past Master, Quinn. Quinn up and left Jessica for the promise of quick money. He is back and wants to see Jessica and play for a few days. Quinn has a despicable attitude and I find it hard to believe that anyone would not be able to see it after a few minutes with the man. I think Jessica is happier not thinking about her past Master and focusing on her present. Cole forces Jessica to face the past in a way I think was cruel. She didn’t want to see Quinn and professed her love for Cole, but that did not satisfy Cole. To me, he wanted Jessica to have the same feelings as he did. I don’t see anything gained in rubbing her face in what scum Quinn was, other than making Cole feel better. The chemistry is sizzling between Cole and Jessica, making the sex scenes blistering hot. Overall, this was unique and entertaining story. Ms. Bowles tells another wonderful story. I can’t wait to see what is next in the series." -- Arianna Bolger, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
Standing over her, with his arms folded across his broad chest, Cole observed her every move, his overbearing presence making her tremble even more. Aware of his eyes burning into her, Jessica worked quickly, thankful that it didn’t take long to remove what little she was wearing. When she was done, she neatly folded her black leather skirt and bra, along with her panties that showed obvious signs of moisture before placing them on the hall stand next to her purse.
Completely naked, and with sexual arousal beginning to coat the insides of her thighs, Jessica stood statue still, obediently waiting for Cole to make his next move. She’d always loved this particular ritual, and when Cole stepped forward and attached a leather leash to the O-ring on her collar, that feeling of belonging, of being cherished and nurtured, overwhelmed her senses, making everyone in the world disappear apart from them. For now, it was just the two of them, and nothing else existed. Jessica loved Cole, and although he sometimes frightened her with his unpredictability, she adored the way he made her feel.
He pulled hard at the leather leash, forcing her first to stumble, then take two steps across the cold tiled floor. “Who is your Master, Jessica? Answer me.”
Although his question seemed strange and unnecessary, she answered truthfully. “You are, Sir, and no one could ever take your place.”
His eyes held hers with such intensity, Jessica felt herself tremble in his presence, and she licked her lips in nervous anticipation.
He tenderly stroked the back of his hand over her cheek, then leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “Good. That is what I wanted to hear. Now follow your Master like a good little pet.”
With the leash held firmly in his hand, Jessica walked obediently behind him, following his strong, powerful frame across the white terrazzo tiles and up the stairs. When they reached his bedroom, he kicked open the door with his booted foot and then walked inside. He paused momentarily, his eyes seeming to delve deep into her very soul before letting the leather lead fall to the floor.
Knowing exactly what to do to please her Master, Jessica immediately dropped down on all fours and began crawling submissively but also very seductively after her Master. It was a ritual they’d enjoyed many times, and highlighted the dynamics of their relationship.
Cole didn’t take his gaze from her for one second as he sat on the large opulent bed and kicked off his boots. In return, she kept her eyes focused on him, too, exactly as he demanded as she slowly and sensually shimmied her way toward him, her hands and knees enjoying the tactile delights of the thick pile carpet beneath.
For some unknown reason, he seemed even more dominant than usual tonight. His uncompromising demeanor meant she dared not put a foot wrong, for fear of where it might lead. It also made her pussy positively ache with need. An ache so strong, she longed for him to be deep inside her.
Of course, because of the way their relationship worked, she already knew he would punish her for arriving late that evening. However, usually the discipline would be administered during the scene they had planned at the club, but for some unknown reason, Cole had abruptly canceled it, leaving her confused as to why.
Wishing to appeal to his better nature, she rubbed her cheek, cat-like, against his legs when she reached the bed. She knew her attempts at seduction hadn’t worked when he roughly pushed her away and growled in her ear, “You can’t get around me that easily. Assume the position, my pet.”
Feeling fear and sexual arousal flood her body the more he admonished her with his deep baritone commands, Jessica did exactly as she was told. She immediately knelt before him and, looking up into his all-knowing eyes, placed her hands behind her head. This had the effect of making her breasts thrust forward and her areolas to become engorged with blood in nervous anticipation. The pure gold barbells, slicing through her nipples, only served to make the erotic feelings coursing through her body even more intense and undeniable. A delicious longing zapped straight to her clit, which she felt an almost irresistible urge to touch.
Her Master seemed to have the ability to read her mind, because he wagged a finger at her like she were a naughty schoolgirl and said, “Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare even think about it.”
Cole leaned forward and picked the flaccid leash from the floor before winding it around his hand until there was no slack left and his fist was at her throat. Then, to demonstrate his dominance of her body and mind, he tugged hard, making her head jolt backward. “How many times have you been late this week?”
There was real menace in Cole’s voice, far more than usual, and it frightened her, but this only added to her sexual arousal, and she swallowed nervously before answering, “Three times, Sir.” She’d been deliberately late, just as she’d done many times in the past three years. It was a sure-fire way of getting her Master’s attention, a sure-fire way of giving him what he wanted and her, too. Only, this time it was different. The script wasn’t running as smoothly as usual, and the look in Cole’s dark eyes was one she hadn’t witnessed before.
Cole rid himself of any unwanted thoughts with a shake of his head and a swat to her throbbing warm butt, causing her to yelp with pain again. He then lifted her from his lap, threw her onto the bed, and warned, “On all fours, my pet. It’s time to service your Master’s needs.”
Fuck, his cock was hard, and she was the cause of it, so he wasted no time lowering his leather pants to his thighs, as Jessica waited patiently on the bed for him. The awesome sight of her bare, wounded ass aroused him beyond belief as did her soaking wet pussy. Christ, this woman of his had the ability to turn him into some sort of goddamned animal.
Gripping his massive hard-on and giving it the occasional pull, he allowed his gaze to enjoy her soft, feminine curves. In his eyes, Jessica was nothing less than perfection. As she waited expectantly, with her palms planted firmly on the mattress, he mentally worshipped the sensuous curve that flowed the length of her flawless back, before melding into her succulent, inviting rump. Goddamn it, if she didn’t appear even more fuckable than usual as her soft, brown hair cascaded over her shoulders in abandoned disarray. The black leather leash, a symbol of their D/s relationship, was still attached to her collar, its associated coils lying beside her on the bed. She turned her head to look at him and provocatively wiggled her reddened butt as if to say, “hurry up, big boy.” Yeah, well, he’d better not disappoint the lady then.
Cole let out a deep-throated animal roar, and like a rutting stag, took hold of her hips and mounted her quickly from behind, sinking his hardened steel cock into her moist, warm depths. Fuck, it felt good to be inside her, and he reveled in the tight whimpers that each thrust of his dick forced from her lips.
Being buried so fucking deep felt wonderful, and he wrapped the coils of the leather leash around his hand and pulled it taut. Taut enough to lift her tiny little hands an inch or two from the mattress. She liked him being rough, because he felt her sweet wet cunt tighten around his shaft as she ground her ass back against him.
“That’s it, my pet. I’ve taught you well. I’m gonna ride you till you’re raw and begging me to stop.”
“Sir, I never want you to stop. Ever.” Her voice was breathy and her words halting.
Jessica made him feel like he could conquer the world on his own, and he sunk even deeper inside her. When his length reappeared, he enjoyed the sight of his cock now covered in her feminine juices. “Ahh, my pet. You’re exquisite.”
“Do I please you, Sir?”
“You please me more than you’ll ever know.” He unclipped the leash from her collar and threw it to one side, then immediately took hold of the cane that lay abandoned on the bed next to him. “You like pain, don’t you, my sub,” he said as he pumped harder inside her.
“Oh, Sir, you know me so well.”
“I do, better than anyone, and because of that I’m going to reward you for the pleasure you’re giving me right now. Thank your Master.”
“Ooh, thank you, Sir.”
He curled an arm beneath her and began beating the tip of the cane hard against her already sensitized clit. The rhythm he chose was fast and constant, making Jessica throw back her head and gasp with pleasure.
“Oh, Master, please.”
The sound of wood against metal turned him on as the cane repeatedly impacted against the solid gold ring that pierced her clitoral hood, making him pump even harder and faster inside her. The very same noise turned Jessica on, too, because he felt her buck and writhe beneath him as he continued with the wicked torment she loved and needed so much.
“That’s it, my pet. You move all you want, but there’s no escaping the pleasure along with the pain that The Truth Finder gives you.”
“No, Sir. I know, Sir.”
“Remember this though. However pleasurable the sensation, you will not come without my permission. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Sir, but you make me feel so good. It’s hard not to.”
“I know, my pet, and that is the power I hold over you.”
Realizing she was close to orgasm, he decided to test her resolve and obedience further, by pumping harder, deeper, and faster inside her, while continuing with the metronomic beat of the cane against her clit. He loved Jessica, and he loved seeing her so sexually aroused and abandoned. She needed him and she always would, and that made him want to layer pleasure upon pleasure before finally allowing her sexual release to explode from her. With this in mind, he pulled at the barbell jewelry adorning her beautiful big nipples, stretching them without mercy, providing her with the pain she craved so much.
“Ooh, Sir, I’m so close, please. Please let me. Please let me come.”