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  Table of Contents

  Book One: Nisey’s Awakening pg. 4

  Nisey Richardsen has always been intrigued by the lifestyle and after a disastrous first attempt with a would-be Dom, not only is she left disillusioned but homeless. Until, of course, her best friend gives her a place to stay and she meets Kalinda’s brother, Caelan. Now, she’s torn. Should she try the lifestyle again?

  Book Two: Taming Kalinda pg. 171

  Intrigued by the lifestyle, Kalinda Doherty turns to one of her brother’s friends, Josh Redding. She’s on top of the world when he takes her under his wing but is devastated when he lets her go to Los Angeles without a word of commitment. Once there, she settles into the relationship with a new Dom, but when she brings her new man home to meet her brother, all hell breaks loose. Josh still wants her, but will he be willing to share her?

  Book Three: Conquering Jude pg. 307

  Jude Larson has been hurt. He craves to submit to a woman, but one bad experience has left him in total denial of his need. That’s until he is given the task of protecting Olivia, the head Domme and owner of Olivia’s, a premier BDSM club. Can he conquer his fears while protecting her? Or will it take special guidance of another man to show him the errors of his ways?

  Book Four: His Christmas Gift: Myrna’s Submission pg. 416

  It’s Christmas time in Ireland and Myrna is expecting her son, Caelan, and his new submissive to arrive at any time. Any mother would be ecstatic but Myrna has her own dark demons to conquer before she can open her home to her son and Nisey. Once an active participant in BDSM, she’s hidden herself away, denying her nature until the day she asks Master Amery to help her conquer her fear.

  Nisey’s Awakening

  Prologue

  She shivered with excitement when the doorbell rang. Skipping down the stairs, Denise ‘Nisey’ Richardsen hurried to answer it. Jerking the door open, she dragged her current boyfriend, Derrick, inside with her.

  “Whoa, what's the hurry?” His eyes sparkled as she yanked on the lapels of his coat.

  “My parents are gone for the night and I want what you've been promising me. Please?” She pushed the coat off his shoulders.

  “Slow down, we'll get there, Nisey.” He hung his jacket on the coat tree next to the door.

  “You’ve got to be crazy. It's all I've been able to think about since we’ve started talking about it!” Grasping his hand, she firmly pulled him towards the stairs.

  He stopped her at the bottom of them.

  “Derrick?” Uncertainty crossed her face.

  “Are you sure about this, Nisey? Once we start, I won't stop.”

  “If I wanted this anymore, I'd rape you myself.”

  He arched a brow at her before gathering her wrists behind her back. “And how were you going to accomplish this rape?”

  She shrugged her shoulders and gave him a look. It said she didn’t care as long as he did to her what he’d promised.

  “That's right, Nisey. You won't be able to do a thing once I tie your ass to your bed, but moan, writhe, and beg me to fuck you.” He lifted her hands above her head and yanked her to his body hard, like he owned her.

  She nodded as her breath came faster, her nipples tightening and her pussy getting wet to his rough touches.

  “Answer me, Nisey!” He punctuated his command with a sharp slap to her jean-covered ass.

  “Yes, Master, please tie me up and fuck me.” Her face went flush with embarrassment at the crude request, but she could not deny her burning desire.

  “Good girl. Now let's go see if you’ve been obedient and gotten the restraints I asked for.”

  “Yes, Master, I did as you asked.” I had to. I need to find out if being restrained is hot as I've imagined it would be, and if it will allow me to finally experience the pleasure of total release.

  * * * *

  Moments later, Nisey strained against the restraints her older-and -more-experienced boyfriend had placed her in. When he'd brought up the subject of BDSM weeks ago, instead of being horrified as her strait-laced upbringing dictated, she found herself intrigued and readily agreed to let him tie her to her bed naked. Now, with the blindfold over her eyes, she could hear him moving around the bedroom she had played in as a child. A perverse thrill shot through her at the thought of being dominated in this place of innocent play.

  “This is something I didn’t expect.”

  She jumped at the ever-so-light caress of his hand on the inside of her spread legs.

  “Pierced nipples, Nisey? That’s really naughty of you.” He flicked one experimentally before tugging on the other to make her moan. This is not the first time he’s seen them, I wonder why he’s pretending?

  She felt his heat hovering over her nakedness. His lips brushed the shell of her ear. “Do I need to punish you for having your nipples pierced without your Master’s permission?” His fingers again tugged at her intimate jewelry.

  “I thought you’d like them. Once I turned eighteen I had them done.”

  “You didn’t want Mommy and Daddy to stop you. Do they know what a naughty little girl they have?”

  “I'm their good, obedient, little Catholic girl, Master.”

  He tugged sharply on her rings.

  “These aren’t the markings of a good girl, now are they?” He released her rings to flick at the hardened nubs they ran through.

  Gasping, she answered him. “No Master, but I want to be your bad little girl.”

  Derrick smiled, knowing she had taken a first step. “Oh, don’t worry, you're gonna be my bad little girl.”

  “Yes, Master.” Licking her lips as his weight left the bed, she panted in excitement as she heard the jingle of his belt being released. Is he getting naked or is he planning on punishing me? The ‘not knowing’ only added to her arousal.

  With her eyes covered her hearing seemed sharper, and she moaned in dismay as she heard the garage door open.

  “Derrick, my parents…”

  “Silence, I didn’t tell you to speak, slave. You're mine until I release your restraints.” He punctuated his order with a light smack to her left tit.

  Nisey hissed at the pain/pleasure coming from her breast wanti
ng nothing more than to let him have his way. At the same time Derrick did, she heard the sharp tones of her mother's voice.

  “I thought you said your parents were gone! Bad slave, I think you need to be punished. Leaving you here for them to find is a suitable punishment don’t you think?”

  Fear flooded her system. “No! Please, untie me, Derrick! They can’t find me like this.” She struggled violently against her restraints with the horrible concept of her parents seeing her tied naked to her bed. “Derrick? Please!”

  Fear pooled in the pit of her stomach as she realized he’d actually left her for her mother to find. That asshole!

  She heard footsteps stop in front of her doorway, followed by her mother's voice.

  “Denise, honey, we're home. The Andersons canceled...” The door swung slowly open, but all Nisey heard was her mother’s shrill scream.

  “What the hell is going on here? Larry, call the cops! Denise’s boyfriend went crazy and tried to her rape her!”

  I'm so fucked!

  She turned her head away from her mother's voice as shame washed over her. How the hell am I supposed to explain this to my own mother?

  “Oh for heaven's sake, Anita, cover her up!”

  It was her father’s voice and Nisey stiffened. It was bad enough her mother had seen her. Fuck, if this ruins my relationship with my dad, I’m going to kill Derrick.

  “Daddy, can you please untie me?” Her soft plea echoed through the room as if she’d screamed it from the top of Sears Tower.

  * * * *

  Nisey sat huddled on the couch, now covered in her bathrobe with her knees drawn up and arms wrapped around them. While trying to appear like she was still listening to her mother vent, she wished the screaming lecture would stop.

  “What do you mean, you won't press charges? Derrick must’ve tied you up and I saw the red mark on your breast. We saw him sneaking out the back door. I don’t care if he’s Councilman Landing’s son. It’s still attempted rape and assault!”

  Right now, Nisey was cursing the fact her mother was a lawyer, but she needed to stand firm. “Mom, I'm not going to press charges against Derrick. He’s not a rapist; he was my boyfriend.”

  “Excuse me? You mean you wanted him to do that to you?”

  “It doesn’t matter if I did or not. I don’t stand outside and judge you and Daddy’s sex life. I’m over the age of consent and would appreciate the same in return.”

  Her mother’s face turned red with anger. “I won’t have these kinds of antics under my roof. It’s bad enough you’ve thrown away the career your father and I had planned for you. What will the neighbors think if this comes out, Denise?”

  Nisey looked her mother in the eye and made her decision. “If you’re so concerned about what the neighbors think, what do you think pressing charges against Derrick is going to do?” A bitter laugh escaped her at her mother’s stunned expression. “Frankly, I don’t care what your neighbors think because I won’t be here.”

  “Whoa, let’s slow down here. Anita, think about what you’re doing? Nisey is our only daughter. Are you really going to throw her out? Nisey, please, sweetheart, I don’t want you to leave.” Larry Richardson’s pleas fell on deaf ears as his wife moved to leave the room. He turned his gaze to his daughter.

  Her mother’s bitter words and nasty tone gave her no options. “You have an hour, Nisey. If I see you after that, I’ll call the police to escort you off the property.”

  “I’ll be gone long before that.”

  “And don’t think to take anything more than your clothes. Everything else stays.” Her mother tossed over her shoulder before she slammed the family room door behind her, leaving Nisey alone with her father.

  “Nisey, don’t go, we can work this out.” His green eyes, so similar to her own, were swimming with tears for her.

  “This has been coming, Daddy, for a long time. I can’t be what she wants. This is the excuse she’s been looking for since I refused to follow in her footsteps and become a lawyer. I want to have my own craft shop one day and to her, it seems like I’m settling for a whole lot less. Being an artisan is beneath the family’s dignity in her eyes. Besides it’s time for me to be on my own.” Drawing a deep breath, she gave him the best smile she could manage. “I'm going to Kalinda's. You can reach me there.”

  “She'll come around, baby.”

  Nisey reached out and touched her father's cheek. “I doubt it, Daddy, but never forget I'll always love you.”

  Chapter One

  “Thanks Kalinda. You’re the best.” Stretching out on the bed next to her best friend, Nisey relaxed for the first time since she’d left her parents’ house.

  “Sure that’s what friends are for.” Kalinda took a handful of popcorn out of the bowl between them.

  “Your brother was awful nice to turn his upstairs into an apartment for you.”

  “Well if you ever met Caelan, you’d be the first to say he’s not a nice man. A good man but a nice guy doesn’t describe my half-brother. This brings me to a couple stipulations you have to agree with, Nisey, if you’re going to stay here with me.”

  “That sounds rather ominous. You’re brother isn’t a serial rapist is he?” She meant it as a joke but was worried when Kalinda fidgeted. “Kalinda?”

  “No, he’s not a rapist but you might think so if you ever hear the sounds that come from the basement. It’s off limits, Nisey. No matter how tempted you are, stay away from the basement. It’s his private domain.”

  Nisey realized her curious expression must have shown when Kalinda sat up.

  “I’m serious, Nisey. My brother is a very private person but very dominating. If you break the rules he’ll ask you to leave.”

  Seeing how bothered her friend was by the thought, Nisey was quick to reassure her.

  “Okay, okay. I’ll be good. The basement is off limits. Any other rules that I need to know if I’m going to stay here?”

  “There are no overnight visitors. So if Derrick comes around, he’s not allowed to stay the night.”

  Nisey frowned. That doesn’t seem fair. If Caelan is allowed to have visitors overnight, why shouldn’t I be? Not to say I’ll be too quick to invite Derrick or any other guy to stay the night.

  “Oookay. I don’t see that being an issue. I don’t plan on having Derrick over here at all. He’s on my shit list at the moment.”

  “What did Captain Neanderthal do this time?” Kalinda reclined back against the headboard.

  Heat filled her face. How is she going to react when I tell her that I let him tie me to my bed and that he left me there for my parents to find as some sort of punishment? Like I had any control over my parents coming home unexpectedly.

  “Ah come on, Nisey, fess up. It can’t be that bad!”

  “Ah. It’s embarrassing.”

  “Girl, if you don’t tell me, I’m going to beat you!” Kalinda’s tone was mocking.

  “Yeah, right!”

  Kalinda took the pillow from behind her head and smacked Nisey with it. With a laugh, Nisey covered her head with her hands. After the fourth smack, Nisey gave in. This is my friend and she’s never been judgmental before. Surely she won’t be this time.

  ”All right, all right! I give up, I give up! Stop!”

  Kalinda paused. “You better tell me, girl. I’m armed and dangerous. Now spill it.”

  “Well…”

  Kalinda lifted the pillow again.

  “I let Derrick tie me up.” The words came out in a rush and Kalinda’s jaw dropped open.

  “You what?”

  Nisey flushed and studied the bedspread before replying. “I let him tie me to my bed.”

  “I don’t understand, Nisey. Why would you let him do that?”

  Fidgeting, she finally lifted her head and stared at her best friend. There was no censure in her gaze only curiosity. “It excites me.”

  “It does?”

  “Yeah. I can’t explain it Kalinda but being helpless while Derrick could d
o what he wants with me just turns me on. I can’t imagine anything sexier than a man dominating me. I fantasize about it all the time and…” Nisey tightened her fingers on the pillow she’d been holding.

  “And?”

  “…it’s gotten to the point I’m having a hard time orgasming by myself. I don’t understand why either. I thought trying my fantasy with Derrick would be the logical thing to do but it turned out to be a real disaster.”

  “Is that part of the reason why your mom kicked you out?”

  “Yeah. I guess I should’ve known better than to do it at home. They were supposed to be out all night.”

  Nisey could almost hear the wheels clicking in her friend’s head.

  “Oh, no! They walked in on you. What did you?”

  She gave a bitter laugh. “Not a damn thing. I was blindfolded and tied to the bed.”

  “Dear Lord! Please tell me Derrick…”

  “…he left me tied to the bed and snuck down the backstairs to avoid being seen by them. He claims he was punishing me for their coming home early.” Rolling onto her back, she stared at the ceiling.

  “That asshole!”

  “Calm down, Kalinda. I’ll survive but it will be a long time before I let him or any other man tie me up again, no matter how much the idea turns me on.”

  Kalinda was quiet for so long, Nisey figured the discussion was over, when her best friend spoke once more

  “Don’t get me wrong, Nisey, but I don’t think that what you described is normal behavior for a Dom. In fact I can’t even imagine my brother doing that.”

  “What does your brother have to do with anything?”

  “He’s a Dom and is very active in the lifestyle.”

  “And you know this how?” Nisey couldn’t even fathom the idea of an older brother discussing his sex life with a younger sister.

  “When I first moved in, there was no rule about the basement. Caelan thought I was going to be gone for the weekend. I came home early and heard cries and pleading coming from the basement. Thinking someone was hurt, I went down there and got the shock of my lifetime.”