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Bei meinem ersten Besuch des Sklavenhotels lege ich die Wahl des Wochenend-Programms vollkommen in die Hände der dominanten Damen und überlasse es ihnen, über die unendlichen Möglichkeiten zu Erfüllung meiner lustvollen Wünsche und Sehnsüchte zu entscheiden. Doch niemals habe ich mit dem gerechnet, was mich erwartet: Keuschhaltung, Latex- und Fußfetisch, Käfighaltung, Vorführung, Erniedrigung und vieles mehr.

Brighid LaFlamme, Belly dancer and fire performer, is the undisputed leader of a tight knit group of friends she has dubbed her Fire Buddies. When they are not performing at Renaissance faires or other events, they can be found enjoying alternative forms of adult entertainment and activities at the local kink-oriented venue. Dragging her buddies into this journey, and picking up a few new friends along the way, Brighid discovers the darker side of ambition, talents she never knew she had, and the value of friendship.

Corin's livelihood depended on scandal. The small-time gossip columnist yearned to elevate his writing career, desired to become a serious journalist. When an assignment leads him to the mysterious billionaire Edgar Olofsson, Corin knows that he can't pass up the rare opportunity for advancement. But in order to get the scoop of a lifetime, he has to take a job as Edgar's personal maid. It's the only way to infiltrate his glamorous world and gather dirt on him. Edgar, however, is no fool. After discovering Corin's true intentions, he, Edgar, sets out to punish the younger man.

Book 1 in an m/m/m/m/f polyam series. Becca: "You see, I’m a big girl and sexy as hell, ask anyone who has half a brain, but Landon… well, he wouldn’t be caught dead with a woman like me. So, it doesn’t matter how hot I am, there’s no way he’s going to agree to doing anything with me. Not that I care. It’s insulting, but, hey, so is not wanting to catch whatever brain eating virus he has, right?"Landon: "She’s never paid me any mind until now. Girls sweat and drip in their panties over me, but Becca just rolls her eyes and continues on with whatever dork-ass shit she’s doing.

Blair has always been domineering and controlling, but never in my wildest dreams did I see him as a ‘Dom’ in the sense that he needed young submissive gay’s to humiliate, spank, and degrade.

In this book, the BDSM Master's contact Cal once again. Previously they had entertained BDSM menage on the Dude Ranch. But now the Master's want Cal to fly to their swank apartment to enjoy BDSM sessions in their specially built Dungeon. Although nervous at first, Cal agrees to stay with them during his Christmas Vacation from college. In the Dungeon Cal is introduced to new experiences at the hands of Master's Blair and Patty, but as Cal is led around by his leather collar, he is in for a surprise. How permanent is this arrangement, anyway?

Patty knows a little secret about her Domineering husband Blair. He has a thing for HOT young men. He doesn’t know she knows! But on their trip to the dude ranch, Patty finds a new aspect of herself she never knew existed. She has a BDSM kink too. The overpowering Blair intimidates the ranch hand Cal, and Cal becomes his little toy. The rough BDSM treatment unleashes a demon in Patty she never knew existed. Patty decides she needs to have sex with Cal the dude ranch guide.

Halloween. My eighteenth birthday. The night my world shattered and reformed into something beautifully grotesque. I was supposed to be celebrating, lost in a whirlwind of candy and costumes. Instead, I found myself trapped in a nightmare—bound and blindfolded, at the mercy of a masked stranger. His touch ignited every dark fantasy I’d buried, but instead of fear, I craved more. Every moment blurred the line between pain and pleasure, terror and desire. And then, the mask fell—the revelation that turned my blood cold. It was Jared. My stepbrother.

Stepping into the Hollow’s Hunt felt like diving headfirst into a nightmare, especially knowing that my relentless pursuer would be Landon Blackwood. The Hollow’s Hunt—a twisted spectacle where women are ensnared in a labyrinth designed for the sadistic pleasure of Ravenwood’s elite. I naively accepted the invitation, unaware that I would become the centerpiece of Landon’s psychopathic pursuit.“Did you believe I wouldn’t recognize your worth?” Landon drawls, a smirk ghosting his lips as his icy blue gaze lingers on my every move. “Tonight, I’m not just hunting—I’m claiming what’s mine.

You didn’t stumble on this book by accident. Something inside you wants to be owned. Watched. Controlled. Locked. And now… you will be. This is not a story. This is your future. Mistress Sara Lexington, a real-life keyholder with a sweet smile and an iron will, invites you into her world of daily rituals, denial, and complete erotic obedience.

Jack Calloway is the pumpkin-headed boogeyman of Hallow Hill. As the legend goes, he was a man of wicked tastes, devilish allure, and had a knack for dark magic. He and his lover—my ancestor—were tried as witches and burned at the stake at the edge of Hallow Hill’s pumpkin patch. Some say he made a deal with the devil to spare his lover’s soul and haunts the pumpkin patch to this day, waiting for her return. “Don’t go near the pumpkin patch on Halloween,” they’ve always warned the women in my family. “Jack might get you.”

The secret is out: I’m the prophesied scourge, and according to the Legacy Council, my quintet and I must be hunted down and destroyed immediately. With the size of the bounty they’ve put on our heads, there’s no telling who we can trust. Going on the run feels cowardly, but it’s necessary. We need time to regroup so I can move on to the next step of my plan to free the humans trapped in the Nether. We also have to figure out how I’m being mysteriously bound to each of my matches. It should be impossible, yet the more we bond against all odds, the more powerful I feel.

The moment they caught my scent, I was theirs. By the time these alpha shifter brutes surrounded me, their breath hot on my sweat-slicked body as they stripped me bare, I'd already tried fleeing and I'd already done my best to fight them off. So as these feral beasts spank my ass red for running and then take turns mounting and rutting me, claiming me more thoroughly with every savage climax, I only have one choice left to make.

I've always been the "responsible one," the woman who takes care of everyone else. So when my recently divorced sister asks me to spend my summer in the city babysitting her son, I happily accept. What I don't expect is to meet a handsome, charismatic stranger who makes me question everything about who I thought I was. He sees right through my mask in a way no one else ever has.

Before I was his wife, I was his captive. When a ridiculously sexy stranger burst into my apartment with a gun drawn, I didn't know the brute pushing me against the wall and silencing my protests with a kiss was a ruthless crime boss. Or that he was about to make me come so hard the whole building would hear my screams... But now, as he shoves my soaking wet panties in my mouth, spanks my bare ass red for running from him, and then makes it clear I'll be accompanying him back to Spain whether I like it or not, I know exactly who Kruz Blanco is. He's the man who's going to make me his bride.

I’m engaged to a woman who should be perfect for me. She’s smart, intelligent, and from a family that can bring huge expansion to my syndicate. There’s only one problem; it’s just a business arrangement. My fiancée loves another man, and I am falling head over heels for a woman who’s too young for me. I’ve got to shut it down before I’m in too deep and wreck the life I’ve been building up around me. But when she pursues me, desire pulls me toward her.

The thumping bass reverberates through your body as you dance in the sweaty living room of a house party. You can feel someone's eyes on the back of your neck and look round to catch the perpetrator. He orders you to follow him outside into the dark forest, where he pushes you up against the nearest true and growls 'I want you to be mine.'

I’ve been quiet long enough. I’m nothing like my brothers. I’ve devoted my life to my work, and I don’t care about God or family. I live alone, and I like it that way. Soon, I’ll have the job of my dreams far away from this place, and that’s all that matters. Everything is going perfectly. That is until Sadie Green walks into my class. She is brilliant and funny and infuriating, and she’s ruining everything I have planned for my life. When she gets the news that she’s pregnant, and the baby’s father isn't going to help her, I step in. She needs guidance, control, and discipline.

She was a desperate brat. Now she’s transforming into a hucow, and begging for more. Zara’s spoiled, broke, and out of options. A mysterious farm promises transformation—but she never expected daily milking, strict rules, and a dominant farmer who doesn’t take lip. He wants her dripping. Obedient. Knocked up. And she’s starting to want it too.

I watched her. I knew I shouldn't. It was a mistake. Wrong. Forbidden. A glimpse of heaven before a depraved angel led me to hell. One email was all it would take to end the torture. A simple email, dropping Eden Wilder from my class and my life. But I couldn't do it. I was selfish—taking any bit of her I could.