Becoming His Slave
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Authors: Talon P. S.,Ayla Stephan
Tags: #MF, #slave, #mm, #Caning, #Master, #BDSM, #D/S
Becoming His Slave
Book One of the Dominion of Brothers Series
Written by Talon p.s.
This e-book is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, is entirely coincidental.
Published by
Talon p. s.
3008 Bluff Blvd
Holiday, Florida 34691
This book both in its entirety and in portions is the sole property of
Talon p.s.
Copyright © February 29, 2012 by Talon p.s.
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Editor: Princess Obriot
Cover Art: Princess Obriot and Ayla
‘Bug
’ Stephan
Becoming His Slave
Book One of the Dominion of Brothers Series
Written by Talon p.s.
GENRA
: BDSM /MF/MM
WORD COUNT:
263,925 (approx. equivalence of 535 pages)
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Dedication:
To my Bug who after some time got use to me talking
about my characters like they were friends of
the family and thought it was cool.
In addition Special THANKS goes to
my French Butterfly Jade F. Baiser and my Pumpkin Leslie Brown.
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Discover other titles by Talon p.s. at Amazon.com:
Quantum Mates: What Torin Wants
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Author’s Web Page:
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Warning
This e-book contains sexually explicit scenes, BDSM, a M/F relationship, M/F as well as some M/M sexual contact, Violent Dangers and adult language which may be considered offensive to some readers. It is intended for sale to adults ONLY, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.
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This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable. Certain side effects are bound to happen should you decide to continue reading. Symptoms may include, but not limited to: Heavy Breathing, warm sensation in chest and lower regions of the body and sudden urges to wrangle your partner towards the bedroom. (with intentions to gain a deep feeling of satedness only great sexy can bring—your partner will thank me later).
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Trademark Acknowledgement
The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the
following word-marks mentioned in this work of fiction:
Vehicles:
ConQuest Knights Armored Luxury Trucks
Lexus Luxury Vehicles
Ford F-150 Raptor Pickup Truck
Berker Ford Excursion
Audi R8
Sikorsky Executive Helicopter
Alcohol Brands:
Tragos Silver Tequila
Dos Lunas Tequila
Asombroso Platino Silver and La Rosa tequila
El Condeazul Blanco Tequila
Colognes:
Clive Christianson Cologne - Imperial’s Majesty
Davidoff Fragrances For Men
L'eau De Tarocco By Diptyque
Aqva Pour Homme Marine Toniq
Nautica Oceans
HM by Hanae Mori
L'Eau de Tarocco by Diptyque
Fashion Designers:
Dolce & Gabbana
Christian Louboutin Designer Boots
Chantelle Africa Lingerie
Wacoal
Les Maçons Danseurs
Bluemarine Underwear
Diesel Underwear For Men
Get Me Off Underwear For Men
Aubade Asako
Berretta Guns
Glock Guns
Desert Eagle Guns
Icelandic bottled water
Tantra Chair furniture for lovers
New York’s French restaurant La Perigord
Hellas Greek restaurant Tarpon Springs Florida
QUOTES:
“A lion is most handsome when looking for food - Mevlana Celaleddin Rumi.” Source unknown
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TABLE OF CONTENT
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CHAPTER ONE
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Katianna Dumas was a writer, had been since she left school only now she was finally published. Her genre being that of one of the oldest in written history. Erotica. She explored its art and thought about what that meant often, even now as she followed Amelia into Club Pain for its grand opening night celebration. And the second they stepped out from the entry hall into the large open dance floor and bar area, she knew right away she was entering a new world. One she had never witnessed or played a part in, but from first glance she knew her world and definition on sex was about to change—here at Club Pain, sex and erotica were redefined with BDSM.
The club was already filled to the brim with guests of its flair. Many of which clad in leather, she almost had the notion to stereo type the crowd, it was that obvious. But then why would they not? In here someone who had a taste for darker erotic stimulation didn’t have to hide, didn’t have to feel ashamed or do so under cloak. Everyone here shared those same desires. Well—all except one of course, she was just being paraded in like she was the newest pet Chihuahua for the Heiress Amelia Quinneth, her recently acquired publisher from Quinneth Lovely Publishing.
The dance floor was its own entity that moved in slow tantric gyrations of bodies to the dark melodic techno house music blasting from the club’s audio system. The gyrating beat beckoning even the most timid to come out and set their souls loose to meld with the heat.
Clicks of bodies milled about, collecting in the corners and along tall bar tables. Some lucky enough to have been invited to survive those inside private VIP booths encased in glass walls.
Her eyes soaked up the sea of people to become characters. Blondes, redheads, raven and snow colored hair, a peacock of unnatural colors and some she wasn’t sure with the leather hoods over their heads. So much leather, patent products and latex clad the skin of its guests. Some more extreme than others, some outright balls to the wall with studded leather straps and chains draped over bare ass chaps, while others more aristocratic. The ladies in evening gowns that had been shortened all the way to their ass cheeks, but missing not one rhinestone on their regalia, men dressed to attract in slacks and historical designer shirt replicas from the 1500’s old English era.
She even spied a pair of twins decked out to the max in
Steampunk
regalia,
complete with
tail coats and platform boots. The attire went well with their black dreads adorned with brass cogs and time pieces.
The ebb and flow of the pool of people—the variety never seemed to end, straight, gay, masters and puppets. It was a treasure trove for a writer’s stimuli. And it all revolved around her favorite topic—SEX.
