Includes five tales of submissive women and the men who love them.
Taken In Hand: “No, I don’t want to hear it. You knew exactly what I wanted you to do, and instead of obeying me you chose to do this. So now you can deal with the consequences”
A Guiding Hand: Of course, she wouldn’t even know about this place, let alone be about to go in, if it hadn’t been for her friend, Sheila. She was the one who’d told Cecil all about the club, about a world full of leather and wood, collars and leashes, of dominance and submission and the sort of intimacy that she’d always dreamed of.
The Naughty List: “According to his list, you are guilty of a distinct lack of Christmas cheer, not singing enough carols, working on Christmas Eve,” he peered at her again over the top, his face twisted into a mock frown, “and overall being the grinchiest grinch ever. How do you plead?”
The Bottom Line: “I know you won’t do it again,” he said, his voice calm but his face serious, “Because once we’re done here you’re going to have something to remind you why you shouldn’t. I guarantee after we’re finished you’re never going to want to walk home drunk in the middle of the night again.”
Doctor Knows Best: Doctor Hamilton was an old fashioned doctor, with old fashioned methods, and he liked to take temperatures the old fashioned way. Louise didn’t think she’d ever had her temperature taken in her mouth or under her arm, or even in her ear, since she’d been seeing him.
Taken In Hand: “No, I don’t want to hear it. You knew exactly what I wanted you to do, and instead of obeying me you chose to do this. So now you can deal with the consequences”
A Guiding Hand: Of course, she wouldn’t even know about this place, let alone be about to go in, if it hadn’t been for her friend, Sheila. She was the one who’d told Cecil all about the club, about a world full of leather and wood, collars and leashes, of dominance and submission and the sort of intimacy that she’d always dreamed of.
The Naughty List: “According to his list, you are guilty of a distinct lack of Christmas cheer, not singing enough carols, working on Christmas Eve,” he peered at her again over the top, his face twisted into a mock frown, “and overall being the grinchiest grinch ever. How do you plead?”
The Bottom Line: “I know you won’t do it again,” he said, his voice calm but his face serious, “Because once we’re done here you’re going to have something to remind you why you shouldn’t. I guarantee after we’re finished you’re never going to want to walk home drunk in the middle of the night again.”
Doctor Knows Best: Doctor Hamilton was an old fashioned doctor, with old fashioned methods, and he liked to take temperatures the old fashioned way. Louise didn’t think she’d ever had her temperature taken in her mouth or under her arm, or even in her ear, since she’d been seeing him.
