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Email me when books by this author are published | Traveling to Aphrodite’s Den – a fetish hotel Zenzele won as part of her settlement against James MacKenzie, she waste no time in laying down the law while planning to confront her former Master. Meanwhile, Larissa get close to the front desk receptionist, Tanya, and the two spend the day engaging in showers of the golden kind. Product type: EBook Published by: author - self-published Published: 12 / 2017 We do not recommend this book for readers under 18 years of age No. words: 14354 Style: BDSM/Bondage - Content: Strong - Sex Slavery / Training, Gay/Lesbian/Bisexual BDSM Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI) EPUB PDF  Click Here For All Books In This Series Current all-time sales ranking: #6954
| Excerpt.. Curious why a full staff meeting was called, pissed that his door would not open, and irate when he picked up the phone to call management
only to find that the line was dead, James MacKenzie was a fuming ball of anger when the door finally pushed open some two hours later and
ten very large men stormed in. Grabbed from all sides, he was taken down with barely a struggle. Ankles quickly cuffed together, another man
pulled his arms back while a third quickly wrapped a sleeve around his forearms – the strong magnetic clasp preventing him from yanking
free.
“What in the fuck do you morons think you’re doing? You’ve got exactly three seconds to let me go or you’re all fired!”
“Shut the fuck up,” another man said as he stuffed a penis gag into James’ mouth. “You’re no longer in charge around here, asshole.”
Yanked to his feet and spun around, James’ eyes went wide as he saw his former Dominatrix turned sec slave turned thorn in his ass walk into
the room.
“Long time no see, asshole. Did you honestly think you would get away with tricking my mother to come here with you? You are in so much
fucking trouble I don’t even know where to begin. You no longer own this place, dumbass. And you apparently have a very short memory span
because it was spelled out in no uncertain terms that you were permanently banned from all the properties I won in the lawsuit. You could
have taken her anywhere. Trained her for week or even months before I ever found out. And yet here you are. It’s almost as if you wanted to
get caught.”
Giving him a wicked grin, Zenzele walked to the closet and grabbed the branding gun from the shelf. Searching through a drawer, she found
the plate she was looking for and attached it to the end. Plugging it into the outlet, she sat it on the nightstand and then walked back in
front of her former Master. “This is what’s going to happen. Your rights as a human being are forfeit and you are now at the top with two
hundred very pissed off men and women between you and the exit. When we leave here you will be taken to the third floor where you will spend
the next eight hours as a urinal. You will then be taken to another room and another room after that until you have indulged in every fetish
this place has to offer. And then you will do it again. And again. And again after that until you are nothing more than the mindless fucktoy
you so desperately wanted all of us to be.”
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Excerpt.. Curious why a full staff meeting was called, pissed that his door would not open, and irate when he picked up the phone to call management
only to find that the line was dead, James MacKenzie was a fuming ball of anger when the door finally pushed open some two hours later and
ten very large men stormed in. Grabbed from all sides, he was taken down with barely a struggle. Ankles quickly cuffed together, another man
pulled his arms back while a third quickly wrapped a sleeve around his forearms – the strong magnetic clasp preventing him from yanking
free.
“What in the fuck do you morons think you’re doing? You’ve got exactly three seconds to let me go or you’re all fired!”
“Shut the fuck up,” another man said as he stuffed a penis gag into James’ mouth. “You’re no longer in charge around here, asshole.”
Yanked to his feet and spun around, James’ eyes went wide as he saw his former Dominatrix turned sec slave turned thorn in his ass walk into
the room.
“Long time no see, asshole. Did you honestly think you would get away with tricking my mother to come here with you? You are in so much
fucking trouble I don’t even know where to begin. You no longer own this place, dumbass. And you apparently have a very short memory span
because it was spelled out in no uncertain terms that you were permanently banned from all the properties I won in the lawsuit. You could
have taken her anywhere. Trained her for week or even months before I ever found out. And yet here you are. It’s almost as if you wanted to
get caught.”
Giving him a wicked grin, Zenzele walked to the closet and grabbed the branding gun from the shelf. Searching through a drawer, she found
the plate she was looking for and attached it to the end. Plugging it into the outlet, she sat it on the nightstand and then walked back in
front of her former Master. “This is what’s going to happen. Your rights as a human being are forfeit and you are now at the top with two
hundred very pissed off men and women between you and the exit. When we leave here you will be taken to the third floor where you will spend
the next eight hours as a urinal. You will then be taken to another room and another room after that until you have indulged in every fetish
this place has to offer. And then you will do it again. And again. And again after that until you are nothing more than the mindless fucktoy
you so desperately wanted all of us to be.”
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Excerpt.. Curious why a full staff meeting was called, pissed that his door would not open, and irate when he picked up the phone to call management
only to find that the line was dead, James MacKenzie was a fuming ball of anger when the door finally pushed open some two hours later and
ten very large men stormed in. Grabbed from all sides, he was taken down with barely a struggle. Ankles quickly cuffed together, another man
pulled his arms back while a third quickly wrapped a sleeve around his forearms – the strong magnetic clasp preventing him from yanking
free.
“What in the fuck do you morons think you’re doing? You’ve got exactly three seconds to let me go or you’re all fired!”
“Shut the fuck up,” another man said as he stuffed a penis gag into James’ mouth. “You’re no longer in charge around here, asshole.”
Yanked to his feet and spun around, James’ eyes went wide as he saw his former Dominatrix turned sec slave turned thorn in his ass walk into
the room.
“Long time no see, asshole. Did you honestly think you would get away with tricking my mother to come here with you? You are in so much
fucking trouble I don’t even know where to begin. You no longer own this place, dumbass. And you apparently have a very short memory span
because it was spelled out in no uncertain terms that you were permanently banned from all the properties I won in the lawsuit. You could
have taken her anywhere. Trained her for week or even months before I ever found out. And yet here you are. It’s almost as if you wanted to
get caught.”
Giving him a wicked grin, Zenzele walked to the closet and grabbed the branding gun from the shelf. Searching through a drawer, she found
the plate she was looking for and attached it to the end. Plugging it into the outlet, she sat it on the nightstand and then walked back in
front of her former Master. “This is what’s going to happen. Your rights as a human being are forfeit and you are now at the top with two
hundred very pissed off men and women between you and the exit. When we leave here you will be taken to the third floor where you will spend
the next eight hours as a urinal. You will then be taken to another room and another room after that until you have indulged in every fetish
this place has to offer. And then you will do it again. And again. And again after that until you are nothing more than the mindless fucktoy
you so desperately wanted all of us to be.”
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| Author Information | | Crimson Rose is an erotica writer dedicated to the principle that erotic fiction can be red-hot raunchy while also being written with intelligence, elegance and style.
When asked about the subject matter of her stories she had this to say:
"I sometimes deal with strange and taboo subject matter, but my stories are never dark and my characters are never victims (though some of them may pretend otherwise). My characters always enjoy and exult in their sexuality, engaging in their various unusual and illicit acts with unapologetic joy and a zest for life." Website:
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