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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica/Romance
Description: Genre: BDSM Contemporary Menage

Louise has a yen for submission, stoked by her online adventures. Her real-life boyfriend Daniel is more submissive than dominant. When her Internet lover, Randall X, comes to town, she gets a sexy weekend to indulge her submissive fantasies. But what starts out as a weekend starts to turn into something more, and Randall X takes her deeper and deeper into the world of submissive pleasure. Meanwhile, with Daniel, Louise discovers she enjoys being on top as well, and being treated like a Goddess.

Caught in the middle between two men who want her for themselves, Louise is having the time of her life, but knows it can't last. With two lovers to choose from, each offering her something completely different, what's a switch to do?

Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual situations, graphic language, and material that some readers may find objectionable: anal play/intercourse, BDSM theme and elements (including/not limited to: flogging), menage (m/f/m).

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [239 KB]
Words: 56108
Reading time: 160-224 min.

More than ever, she didn't want to lose Daniel. She knew he loved her. She wanted to do what they had done again, and maybe take it even further. But when she had started to get into it, she had wished it would shut her submissive side up. It hadn't.

She knew now that she wasn't going to pass up her chance to meet Randall X. She'd have to tell Daniel when he got back. The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped.

He hesitated, standing in the door for a moment. His cock was still half-hard, and she was tempted to get sidetracked and fuck him. She felt--no, knew--that he'd be up for it if she told him to be. Her gaze drifted over his taut muscles. Mine, mine, all mine. She was glad he was back and hadn't interpreted her directions as a request for him to take a shower.

"Thank you, Mistress." He smiled at her.

She wondered if he was waiting for permission to enter. She shook her head. "Playtime is over, Daniel. Don't call me 'Mistress' right now. We need to talk."

"Is something wrong?" He was at her side in moments, his arm around her waist, his tone and eyes full of concern.

She bit her lip, not sure how to begin. How to tell him that she loved topping him. How to tell him she still wanted, needed to feed her submissive urges as well, to explore her fantasies.

He looked down. "I kinda blew it, didn't I? I mean, that was incredible, Louise, but I know you wanted something else out of the first part. I hope I made up for it." He met her gaze again, the way he always did. He never backed away from her. Never showed fear. Always did as she asked.

"Yes. I mean, yes, I did want something else out of the first part. But yes, that was incredible, and I'd like to do it again sometime."

"Me too." His eyes brightened. "I never realized a little S and M could be so much fun. So profoundly moving. Wow."

She smiled at him. "I almost got carried away there. I wanted to possess you. It was crazy and fun and yeah, pretty profound."

"Maybe you aren't the submissive you thought you were," he suggested hopefully.

She knew she didn't have any real experience with submission. But she also knew the mental part of it was there when she was online with Randall X, even if the physical part wasn't. Her body responded to his words, her pussy getting wet just from a typed order. She shook her head sadly. "I found out something about myself, for sure, but it wasn't that I'm not a sub. It's that it's more complicated than that."

"You want to meet him, don't you?"

"Yes." Her heart felt like it was jumping into her throat, making it hard to breathe. Why can't I just take what's in front of me? I must be crazy.

"Then you should." He patted her knee. "I'm not over the moon about it, but you should do what you want to do. I'll be here." He chuckled. "Well, I'll be at my place. You know where to find me."

"Thank you, Daniel."

"You're welcome, Lou. I think, you know, I just like knowing you're doing exactly what you want to do. If you ever aren't, please come to me?"

She tried to figure that one out. He knew she was submissive in her relationship with Randall X. What did "doing exactly what you want to do" mean in that context? Like a lot of things, it was complicated. Then she blinked. In the middle of trying to parse his words, she'd almost failed to hear them.

She'd made him promise they wouldn't say I love you when they first started dating. She didn't want to be tied down or trapped. And now he's my best friend. With benefits, lots of benefits. She never asked, but she didn't think he wasn't seeing anyone else, even though with his looks and his money he could probably fill his calendar with women anytime he wanted. I like knowing you're doing what you want. Even when it obviously wasn't what he wanted. Was that another way to say what they'd agreed not to say?

"I love you too," she whispered.

He kissed her, more ferociously than usual. Her lips parted to let his wet tongue slide against her own. She buried her hands in his luxurious dark hair, not sure whether to pull him close or to tug him back by his hair so she could take charge of the kiss. He'd like either, she was sure, but she didn't. For the moment, it was nice to know he loved her no matter what she did.