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Dangerous Pleasures: A Bondage Novelette [Power Play Book 6]
by Terri Pray
Category: Erotica
Description: Torn Between Two Masters! Aaron and Jarod both want her, and Jarod now owns her completey, but Shannon loves Aaron, a man who can only feel love when he chains and subjugates her. Both are powerful and dangerous, either would kill the other in a fight if he cool. If Shannon tries to escape Jerod's punishments, she will only endanger the life of a man who torture her just as violently! But when he dominates her, she loves it!
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: March 2008

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [56 KB]
Words: 12158 Reading time: 34-48 min.

Chapter One Phillipa closed the file on her desk. This was an odd request, but the money was good and there would be one of the girls who would be interested in the assignment. It was simple in many respects, hell if she'd been younger she'd have tried to fulfill the clients needs herself. But she was older, her body wouldn't recover quite so well, her muscles and joints would complain at the treatment and that wasn't something she was prepared to deal with. Who to contact though? Which one of the girls who had taken the time and expense to pay for the adaptations would be interested in this? Phillipa closed her eyes, tapping the file with one finger. Claire? Yes, out of the all them this would intrigue Claire the most. Phillipa reached for her com phone and tapped the numbers in, waiting for the other woman to pick up the line. "Morning Phillipa, what can I do for you today? Something interesting I hope." The young woman's enthusiasm brought a smile to Phillipa's face every time she heard it. "Yes, something a little different, no memory implant needed for this one, yet they want to hire someone who has such an implant, doesn't make sense to me. Still, what the client wants..." "Is what the client gets, if it doesn't mean the death of one of your girls. Yes, I know how that works. So, what does he want, exactly?" "Sending the file now, it's simple on the surface, but once you begin to read it--well it would take a woman with a great deal of inner strength to pull this off, especially without the shield of a character via the implant." Phillipa hit the send on the file and waited for Claire to open it. It took a few minutes before Claire had read through enough of the file to be able to respond, but Phillipa saw no point in hurrying her. "Interesting." "Very, but he has the funds to pay for it." "Of that I have no doubt, or you wouldn't have sent the file in the first place. So, why this, has he said?" "A party for his eldest and friends." "Ah, yes. In the notes at the bottom of the file. Interesting. A twenty first. I haven't been to a party like that in a long time. Still, the preparations appear to be--well--interesting." "He's to be trusted, he's hired girls before both here and at other agencies for normal scenes. Memory enhanced ones. This is a new thing of his though." New, yes that was one way of describing it. The client had never even discussed something like this with her before. "Precautions will be taken, we'll have full access into the cam system so you won't be on your own. That was something he offered before we even had to ask." "Good. Well, I'm interested." "I thought you might be." Phillipa sighed, relief washing through her. "Good, then I'll need you here in eight hours." "Sounds good to me, and thanks, Phillipa." The line went dead, leaving Phillipa to close it down from her end. Claire hadn't been with her very long, but she'd proven to be responsible. Not only that but she tended to heal quickly, always a plus in this line of work. She'd arrive on time, go through the prep and be ready before the client arrived. Phillipa opened the file again and re-read the requirements, smiling. This would be an interesting assignment, there was no doubting that. Claire would be able to pull it off, and the Client would be happy. At the end of the day if the girl was safe than the satisfaction of the client was all that mattered. It was, after all, a business.
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