Lori must prepare herself for the flogging of her life.
Lori has been keeping a secret from her friends. She’s being taught the lifestyle by a Swedish Dom, Jaska. Soon it’ll be time for him to let her go, but there’s one issue. She’s fallen in love with him and he doesn’t know it. With two secrets on her mind, plus knowing her relationship with Jaska will soon end, Lori isn’t sure what to do. Their play enthrals her, and she’s found it’s the only thing that makes her feel alive. She has one last scene she’d like to act out with him—and that’s a good and painful thrashing with a tawse.
Jaska collects her and whisks her away to his home. His dungeon is a place Lori feels immediately at ease in, and when she spies the flogging horse, she knows she has to climb aboard. And when she does, she discovers that what she’s experienced with him up until that point is eclipsed by pleasure and pain so great she doesn’t even know her own name…
General Release Date: 25th October 2013
Diary, October 7th
“Will you come clubbing with us tonight, Lori?” Fiona had asked.
I’d shaken my head, as usual.
Friday nights were reserved for something else entirely.
“Why not?” she’d asked. “You never come out with us now. Got yourself a secret man, have you?”
How did I answer something I didn’t want to answer? How did I tell her that on Friday nights I did something they just wouldn’t understand? How the hell did I remain polite when, because I was being pushed on a regular basis by my work colleagues, I wanted to tell her to leave it, please, just leave it?
I’d shrugged. “Just a bit busy, that’s all.”
“Doing what?”
“Things.”
“What things?”
I’d smiled, thinking of what I’d be doing. “Just things.”
I’d got up, walked away from the packed table, and Fiona had said to the others, “What’s she hiding? What’s her secret?”
I’d left the pub. My ‘secret’ was a secret for a reason. I hid what I hid for a reason. What I did on Friday nights was something just for me. My thing.
And I wasn’t going to share it with anyone except my Swedish Dom.
* * * *
I sensed him behind me, my Dom, and resisted turning around to look at him. This week had dragged, my need to be with him seeming to make the days crawl by slower. I remained staring at the optics behind the bar, paying the label on a bottle of vodka particular attention, my senses buzzing.
Orchestral music filtered through speakers set high in every corner, a soft, haunting melody I’d always associate with him. Jaska, the man who had so far met my every need, whom I’d learnt to trust like no other.
“What are you doing in a place like this, pet?”
His voice had flowed effortlessly with the music, as though he’d sung the words. My stomach muscles tightened—excitement, so much excitement inside me—and I swallowed in an attempt to calm the rapid-fire flash of butterflies’ wings in my windpipe.
They fluttered on. They always did.
“I’m here to meet my Master,” I said.
I sat rigid, dying to swivel on the barstool and face him. To take in his beautiful face, the way his cheekbones tapered towards his jaw—a jaw that some people would say was glass, so finely sculpted that it appeared fragile. It was always coated with stubble—God, I loved that—the darkness of it a shade blacker than his short hair.
“I see.” He placed a hand on my shoulder.
I shivered with delight, unable to hide it, and imagined him smiling.
Natalie Dae is a multi-published author in three pen names writing in several genres. Natalie writes mainly BDSM erotica. She loves a Dom/sub relationship and is fascinated by how it all works. The trust issue is the best thing about it for her, so creating characters who have to adopt trust is one of her priorities. “Watching my characters bloom under tuition is such a treat,” she says. “I find it such a privilege to be able to write about something that makes me learn something new with every book.”
She lives with her husband and youngest daughter in England and spends her spare time reading—always reading!—and her phone, complete with Kindle app, is never far away. “I can't imagine not reading or writing,” she says. “It's a part of who I am. Without it I'd be more than a bit lost.”
Natalie has many more BDSM tales swimming around in her head, so her workload for the future is very full. “What better way to spend a weekend than writing?” she says. “Saturdays are my main writing days, so I get up, open up a work in progress and rarely leave the desk. Unless I really have to!”
She writes at weekends and is a cover artist/head of art in her day job. In another life she was an editor. Her other pen names are Geraldine O’Hara and Sarah Masters. Natalie also co-authors as Sarah Masters with Jaime Samms, and she co-authors with Lily Harlem under the name Harlem Dae.
Reviewed by Romancing the Book
The Submissive’s Secret by Natalie Dae is not part of a series but I wish it was.
The chemistry between Jaska and Lori is blistering. The sex scenes were hot. These two have no trouble i...
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