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My wife Natalie's body count blew me away when she finally gave me her number. And I thought I was a wanton libertine! But it makes sense, given how beautiful she is. I still can't believe she married me. Even more unbelievable is my preoccupation with things too weird for words. And her tolerance of my weirdness. Tolerance? Hell, she's all in.

After a full year in chastity, where my boyfriend Deke kept me locked in a steel chastity belt virtually 24/7, I got a new assignment from my editor. She was the reason I went to CLUB-sub in the first place and now she wants me to go back. I've been visiting the Club at least three times a week for months, but I always visit the tenth floor, the Chastity Floor. Now Eleanor wanted me to go to the ninth floor, the Bondage Floor. I knew Deke would be just as enthusiastic about my new assignment as he had been about my first one. If anything, I'm surprised it took so long for it to happen.

I didn't know what to expect when my editor ordered me to do a story about CLUB-sub. My boyfriend was all for it. But I never thought of myself as submissive, and I didn't get chastity belts. Why would anyone do that to themselves? Why indeed.

Three complete books in one volume.

A new challenge threatens Elise and Roy’s fiery affair: jealousy. When Elise’s flirtatious ex-lover reappears, Roy’s long-buried insecurities flare hot and green. He’s haunted by visions of Elise with someone else, terrified he’ll never measure up to the men in her extensive sexual history. But Elise is determined to prove that Roy is the only man she truly craves. After a tense confrontation, their emotions erupt into a frenzy of make-up sex that is as raw as it is reassuring.

Now that Leila is married to Marlon and we’ve been approved by Rodney Morrow. We’re ready to begin our foray into high-end escorting. Which is, or so we’ve been told, so different from what we’ve been doing. For so much more money. And fun.

My wife Whitney is always incredibly busy, which kind of sucks. Between our three kids and her charity work, we hardly get a moment for ourselves. But she’s worth it—gorgeous, sexy, loves me like crazy. So I try to be supportive as best I can. But when she tells me what her friends are doing, I’ve got to make a decision. Is this what I really want?

Schyler James is intrigued. Her husband Mark has opened the door to new possibilities in their evolving relationship, but he’s unwilling or unable to decide just how evolved they should be. So it’s up to Schyler to make the call. For both of them. And he’ll just have to live with her decision.

Feigning ambivalence had always worked wonders for Mark James. He was never the best-looking guy at the party, or even in the top three, but he always took home the best-looking women. Including, most spectacularly, Schyler Derrington, the most beautiful, desirable, unattainable woman he’d ever seen. The woman he married. And that was the start of everything that followed, good and bad.

Kaitlyn's black bull Tyrell loves that she still hates entertaining black men, so he ups the ante. He also relishes tormenting Kaitlyn and Carson. As an experienced bull, he knows just what buttons to push and how hard to push them.

Now that we’ve moved to LA where my wife’s bull lives, things are heating up. He’s dominating her almost as hard as she’s cucking me. I hate it, but I love it, too. And I wonder how far it will go. How far we will take this.

Once Leila flew from London to join our unusual family in Texas. She has taken to whoring like a fish takes to water. But she wonders if we’re being taken advantage of. I’ve been wondering the same thing.

During her year of moonlighting as a "hospitality specialist" at the Penthouse Hotel, USC film student Kaitlyn politely declined entertaining black men. Even when Tyrell, a handsome and well-connected black man offered to help her show business ambitions, she respectfully refused his advances. But when her new boyfriend Carson told her of his fascination with interracial sex, he unleashed an unexpected torrent of conflicting emotions and desires that set all three of them on a collision course of lust and betrayal.

Destiny has spent six months looking for her best friend in the New Confederacy. The friend she unwittingly trapped in their system of human bondage. But as soon as she found her friend, it all went south for her. Now she finds herself trapped in the same system. One she now knows all too well.

When Grace is shipped off to the Clayton plantation in Alabama, she finds her circumstances have changed dramatically. In some ways better but in other ways, worse. At least until things change again. In a shocking turn of events. Even for Grace.

I never would have believed there could be too much of a good thing. Until it happened to me. Two men, two exciting careers, too much. So I’m calling for reinforcements. Luckily, I know just who to call.

Five hotwives, five cuckolds, five black bulls.

The effect I have on men scares me. So over the years, I’ve kept my distance. But since my husband encouraged me to become a hotwife, I’ve changed. First, I took on a bull. Then, I joined the Black Bull Club with four other hotwives. It’s been an unnerving experience, to say the least. Especially when each of the other hotwives in our Club had their very own ‘special party’. Now they tell me that it’s my turn. But what they don’t know is the effect I have on men. Their men.

Once I reconnected with Bettie, I was in heaven. I’d never had a girlfriend like her and I was over the moon about it. That should have been enough. But it wasn’t. Not just because I wanted more, although I did want more. I never would have considered what came to pass unless Bette wanted it too. Did she really want it, though? Or was she just telling me what she thought I wanted to hear?

I didn't know what to expect when my editor ordered me to do a story about Club-sub. My boyfriend was all for it. But I never thought of myself as submissive and I didn't get chastity belts. Why would anyone do that to themselves? Why indeed.