Steel Boned Corset Chronicles: Her Comeback as a Dominatrix Volume 1
Romance, Erotica, Gay, Erotica Shorts, BDSM
| Author: | Candy Kross | ISBN: | 1230000223156 |
| Publisher: | Vince Stead | Publication: | March 5, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Candy Kross |
| ISBN: | 1230000223156 |
| Publisher: | Vince Stead |
| Publication: | March 5, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
I was out running errands; shopping, the bank, dry cleaning pick-up, the usual Monday morning duties. I had just done my grocery shopping and was walking in the parking lot to my car. I heard a deep familiar voice calling my name, “Melissa! Melissa!”
I turned around and it was my old friend from over twenty years ago. He looked the same too! “Oh my god!” I yelled out. “You haven’t changed one bit!” I never knew his real name, he had always gone as Master Azrael and he was about ten years older than I was.
I’m 44 years old now, but when I was in my early twenties, I went under his wing and performed as a Dominatrix for him in his dungeon. We caught up on our lives over a cup of coffee later and he informed me that he had been in the Dominating business all this time but he was ready to retire.
He had asked me if I would ever be interested in taking over the dungeon. Wow. That was a big responsibility, I thought to myself. Working for him was one thing, but taking over his dungeon and being in charge was another. I told him that I would think about it and get back to him. He gave me his card to contact him.
It was late by the time I got home, but I called my best friend Julie. Julie and I had been best friends since high school. We had gone through a lot over the years together. I told her of the opportunity that had been presented to me. “Melissa!” She squealed, “Totally do it! You were your happiest when you were a Dominatrix in your twenties. And oh my god, you still look absolutely fabulous in your forties!” Julie had always been encouraging to me. “We’ll discuss it over lunch tomorrow, I need to take care of Windy tonight. Her boyfriend broke up with her and she’s a mess.” We said our goodbyes and hung up.
I was out running errands; shopping, the bank, dry cleaning pick-up, the usual Monday morning duties. I had just done my grocery shopping and was walking in the parking lot to my car. I heard a deep familiar voice calling my name, “Melissa! Melissa!”
I turned around and it was my old friend from over twenty years ago. He looked the same too! “Oh my god!” I yelled out. “You haven’t changed one bit!” I never knew his real name, he had always gone as Master Azrael and he was about ten years older than I was.
I’m 44 years old now, but when I was in my early twenties, I went under his wing and performed as a Dominatrix for him in his dungeon. We caught up on our lives over a cup of coffee later and he informed me that he had been in the Dominating business all this time but he was ready to retire.
He had asked me if I would ever be interested in taking over the dungeon. Wow. That was a big responsibility, I thought to myself. Working for him was one thing, but taking over his dungeon and being in charge was another. I told him that I would think about it and get back to him. He gave me his card to contact him.
It was late by the time I got home, but I called my best friend Julie. Julie and I had been best friends since high school. We had gone through a lot over the years together. I told her of the opportunity that had been presented to me. “Melissa!” She squealed, “Totally do it! You were your happiest when you were a Dominatrix in your twenties. And oh my god, you still look absolutely fabulous in your forties!” Julie had always been encouraging to me. “We’ll discuss it over lunch tomorrow, I need to take care of Windy tonight. Her boyfriend broke up with her and she’s a mess.” We said our goodbyes and hung up.
