[BDSM Bacchanal 01] • The Lady Submits (Erotic Romance Novelette) (BDSM Bacchanal Book 1)

Sometimes a highborn Lady needs to be brought low...

It's the decadent, raunchy holiday of Bacchanal, and the Lady Lucrezia Grimaldi cannot find a man to satisfy her. Worse, she's been saddled with the brutish Carlo Castellan as her bodyguard for the last night of Bacchanal. There's only one thing to do: escape to the fabled House of the Severille...

The imperious Lady Lucrezia expects to sate herself by dominating some poor house slave. What she gets instead is the harsh touch of a Severille Master who will stop at nothing to make the Lady submit.

Excerpt below...

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Lucrezia had never been one to hide. She'd never felt the need. Hiding

was what one did when one wasn't sure of one's place in the world, and

she had always been quite sure of her place at the top.

Suddenly she wasn't sure of anything.

After a moment of stunned hesitation, Lucrezia had immediately fled to

an unoccupied bench in a relatively secluded corner of the courtyard,

partially obscured by the greenery of several tall, foreign looking

plants. She had thought to collect herself, and find a way to explain

her mistake -- she was not a slave, and didn't know the first thing about

submission to anything -- but there was no escape from the sights and

sounds of the Severille: on the other side of the mottled green curtain

was a woman having sex with two men at once on a bench much like the one

Lucrezia occupied. One of the men kept slapping the woman's reddened

buttocks as he drove into her asshole from behind, while the other took

her pussy from below. She was crying unintelligibly with near constant

pleasure.

Once more, Lucrezia could not look away.

"How amusing," a deep voice rumbled behind her. She tried to turn to

face the intruder, but a heavy hand grabbed her shoulder and kept her

still while a rougher hand clasped between her legs from behind. She gasped in shock, but did not move. She did not even speak. The sudden, bright fire from the hand between her legs

seemed to blot out all words.

"Don't you know that those who hide in plain sight only wish to be

found?" the voice continued, and she realized it was muffled by a mask.

Still, it was resonant and rich, and with the calm authority of someone

who is rarely disobeyed. She opened her mouth to speak, but whoever had

trapped her began to rub his fingers along the length of her slit

through the thin fabric of her undergarment, and Lucrezia lost her words

once more. She felt herself begin to melt into him, and heard him

chuckle softly.

"Do not move. Do you understand?"

"Yes," she heard herself say, and nearly choked on it.

The man moved his hand from her shoulder to her breast, first over the

soft, expensive leather, then with impatience reaching under the tops

piece to seize her naked flesh. He kneaded her breast until she leaned

into him, rolling her nipple between his fingers, massaging her pussy

with his other hand. He pinched her nipple, hard, and laughed as she

squealed.

"Yes," the voice said, "you will do."

He spun her around to face him. He was wearing a full black mask of

smooth lacquer, his full mouth and stubbled chin all that was visible,

and he was smiling. His dark eyes shown through the holes in his mask

with a kind of amused certainty, as Lucrezia imagined a cat might look

at a struggling mouse. What's more, he was powerfully built, with a

broad frame wrapped in thick muscle, and shirtless to the waist. His

chest was dusted with fine dark hair, trailing all the way down to his

belt. Just the sight of him was arousing. He reached out and tipped her

chin up to him, taking a look at her blushing cheeks and wet lips. Then

he grabbed her between the legs again, and drew her close.

"This is now mine," he said.

...

The Lady Submits is a 12,000 word erotic historical fantasy novelette featuring strong

BDSM themes. If you don't like bondage, leashes, public display and

humiliation, or alpha male doms who brook no dissent, then this probably

isn't for you. Otherwise...enjoy. ;)