| Author: | Anna Austin | ISBN: | 9781370468683 |
| Publisher: | Boruma Publishing, LLC | Publication: | March 6, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Anna Austin |
| ISBN: | 9781370468683 |
| Publisher: | Boruma Publishing, LLC |
| Publication: | March 6, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Lord Albert Rook is a hedonist and rake, delighting in the darker side of human nature. Where he sees innocence, he longs to corrupt it.
Isabel is the embodiment of innocence, or so it seems. A young maid in Lord Rook's service, she is submissive and shy. Perfect for what his Lordship intends…
Over the course of one sinful night, Lord Rook teaches Isabel to embrace the dark delights of debauchery, and to surrender her body and soul to her new master.
~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~
"Good evening my dear." He gave a low bow. "I trust you are well. Perhaps you would like a glass of wine?" He indicated towards the open bottle on the side-table. "I drink only the best."
"Yes sir, I would love some wine. Thank you" she said politely and met his eyes for a second.
He filled a glass and handed it to her. It looked oversize in her petite hands. She really was a delicate little thing. He wondered whether she would be able to take what he had in store for her, or whether he would break her.
He poured a glass and took a sip. It tasted good, but then his senses were always heightened before he indulged in sexual depravity.
"So, Isabel. I will repeat what I said to you earlier. I am your master, and you a mere servant to my whims and desires. Whatever I ask of you, you will obey. Do you understand?"
Isabel's hands trembled as she held the wine glass. She took a small sip of the wine and delighted in its taste. It was fruity and fragrant and she smiled. "Yes. I understand sir."
"Good. Because at times tonight, you may be frightened. Terrified even. But cruel though I undoubtedly am, I am not a monster. Your life belongs to me, but I will not end it. Indeed, perhaps you will find something wakened within you that you did not know existed. But if not, I will give you a safe-word to use. If you utter this word, I will let you leave at once. The word is 'Lucifer.' Do you understand?”
He gestured to her wine glass. "Finish it. You may find some courage in it."
Lord Albert Rook is a hedonist and rake, delighting in the darker side of human nature. Where he sees innocence, he longs to corrupt it.
Isabel is the embodiment of innocence, or so it seems. A young maid in Lord Rook's service, she is submissive and shy. Perfect for what his Lordship intends…
Over the course of one sinful night, Lord Rook teaches Isabel to embrace the dark delights of debauchery, and to surrender her body and soul to her new master.
~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~
"Good evening my dear." He gave a low bow. "I trust you are well. Perhaps you would like a glass of wine?" He indicated towards the open bottle on the side-table. "I drink only the best."
"Yes sir, I would love some wine. Thank you" she said politely and met his eyes for a second.
He filled a glass and handed it to her. It looked oversize in her petite hands. She really was a delicate little thing. He wondered whether she would be able to take what he had in store for her, or whether he would break her.
He poured a glass and took a sip. It tasted good, but then his senses were always heightened before he indulged in sexual depravity.
"So, Isabel. I will repeat what I said to you earlier. I am your master, and you a mere servant to my whims and desires. Whatever I ask of you, you will obey. Do you understand?"
Isabel's hands trembled as she held the wine glass. She took a small sip of the wine and delighted in its taste. It was fruity and fragrant and she smiled. "Yes. I understand sir."
"Good. Because at times tonight, you may be frightened. Terrified even. But cruel though I undoubtedly am, I am not a monster. Your life belongs to me, but I will not end it. Indeed, perhaps you will find something wakened within you that you did not know existed. But if not, I will give you a safe-word to use. If you utter this word, I will let you leave at once. The word is 'Lucifer.' Do you understand?”
He gestured to her wine glass. "Finish it. You may find some courage in it."
