My Obsession
Club Desire # 1
By: Cassie Ryan
Releasing July 21, 2015
Loveswept
My Obsession
Club Desire Series
In this story of temptation and total surrender for readers of Sylvia Day and J. Kenner, a powerful master gives his dream girl a new beginning in the dungeons of decadent ecstasy.
Running from a troubled past, Sandra Barry spent years hiding out in New York City’s BDSM scene, finding satisfaction and even a sense of community as a sub at a large dungeon. But when a stalker joins the dungeon posing as a Dom, he crosses her personal boundaries, giving her no choice but to return home to Arizona. Seeking refuge once again in the kink lifestyle, Sandra meets a sexy new Dom whose tutelage drives her wild—although there’s something familiar about him she just can’t place.
As a teenager, Brent Weston was a nerd. Now he owns the hottest dungeon in Phoenix, enjoying the power and success he’s always craved. All that’s missing is the right woman to share it with. Then one day Sandra, his secret high school crush, walks into his club. She’s just as beautiful as he remembers. She’s also scared as hell. Brent has been waiting for this moment, and now that Sandra’s in his sights, he’ll do anything to protect her, pleasure her—and prove that he’s the only master worthy of her devotion.
“We
have cameras in all of the common areas. There’s no crime in
watchingespecially
here.” He looked away, but not before Sandra caught sight of the
smoldering heat in his gaze. She wondered what angle the camera
captured and how much of the specifics he’d seen while she was in
the waiting room. . . . She supposed it didn’t matter. There was no
disguising what she’d done. And if it caused the kind of searing
look she’d just seen in Master Brent’s eyes, she was glad he saw
her, and wouldn’t mind showing him again in person.
He
continued, “Here, most things legal and consensual are possible.
And there are those of us who like to watch.” His quick
conspiratorial wink surprised a smile from her before she could stop
it.
“Watching
is one of my particular favorites, which is why I designed the
basement levels this way.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “I was lucky
the corporation who owned this site before I bought it had already
done quite a bit of blasting and excavating down into the mountain
for whatever project they were planning. It was still incredibly
expensive to clear enough space for four full basement levels, but I
think you’ll see that the final result was more than worth it.”
A
soft chiming had her looking around for the source of the sound.
Master
Brent turned the key in the panel and then slid the key back out,
pocketing it as the doors whooshed open.
Sandra
looked out into dark gloom, and fear snaked along her spine, tensing
every muscle and kicking adrenaline and the urge to flee through her
system. She backed up, hugging the wall of the elevator as if it were
a lifeline.
What
had she done? She’d come down here with a man she barely knew, and
she was alone.
Alone,
but not helpless. She raised her chin and mentally firmed her
resolve. She wasn’t helpless. Never again. She’d sworn that to
herself when she’d left Phoenix after high school to take NYU up on
their full scholarship.
She
took deep breaths and sighed as the fear slowly receded.
Brent
must have noticed her discomfort because he murmured, “I’m sorry.
Let me get the lights. Basement 4 probably wasn’t the best place
for us to start, but I wanted to show you the setup.”
“It’s
all right. Really,” she mumbled as she heard his footsteps head off
to the right. She forced herself to take a few steps forward to at
least look out of the elevator before the doors closed and sealed her
inside. She gripped the side of the door and peered into the gloom,
looking both to her left and right.
A
small row of lights snaked along the floor, like the kind you would
find in a movie theater. Just bright enough to help you find your
way.
From
the pattern of the lights, the hallway curved around on both sides,
and made a giant circle.
She
could imagine the floor above with a large circular gallery allowing
members to look down and watch whatever was going on down here on the
Big Top of Basement 4.
A
spotlight flared to life to her left and she blinked hard, letting
her eyes adjust. The light centered over a St. Andrew’s cross and a
large nearby table with drawers underneath.
Another
spotlight to the right of the first blinked on and showed a set of
hanging bondage hooks suspended from large beams. Chains and various
rings hung from the beams off to either side of the hooks, just
waiting for various types of play.
More
spotlights flickered on in quick succession. Without leaving the
elevator, she really couldn’t see what each play area held.
She
huffed at her ridiculous fears and forced herself forward, heading to
the right, where Master Brent had gone.
As
she followed the curving path, play areas were sectioned off on her
left. As she advanced they became larger, and the equipment more
ominous. She spotted a spanking horse, a set of stocks like those she
imagined would be found in a medieval town to punish the disobedient
and lawbreakers, a few bondage beds and tables, and even a hot tub
with bondage hooks and various large rings suspended over it.
She’d
seen equipment like this at the other dungeon, but unease pricked
along her spine at the possibilities of what could go on down here.
Master Brent had said most things legal were fair game, but she knew
that even legal things could encompass a very wide range of kink.
The
imagery of being a fairy princess carried off to her doom returned,
and she shivered as she remembered her silent wish for an erotic
doom. But oddly, even with the ominous assortment of equipment down
here, she suspected Master Brent would turn any play erotic and fun.
The
thought stopped her and she turned to face the play area on her left.
A spanking bench was positioned next to what looked suspiciously like
a coffin, and several electronic devices she couldn’t even begin to
identify.
Just
what went on down here under the superexclusive Big Top?
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