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Dark Desires 7 - 12

E-BookEPUBDRM AdobeE-Book
Englisch
Daisy Roseerschienen am29.10.2017


Subdue. Surrender. Submit.
Six inexperienced young women fall to the charms six powerful alpha men in too-public-places. In these complete short stories, innocent women are brought to their knees by alpha men, billionaire bosses, and men in control.Dark Desires 7: Dominated In PublicDark Desires 8: Punished By MenDark Desires 9: Billionaire SubmissionDark Desires 10: Caught ExhibitionistDark Desires 11: Punished In PublicDark Desires 12: Nun In Heat


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Excerpt From 'Punished By Men':
'Dress shopping receipts total $543.''What about that?' 'That's not a business expense,' he said, deadpanned. 'You'll be liable for them.''What?''That means you'll have to pay for the expenses.'Her cheeks burned red. 'I know what liable means. I meant how am I supposed to pay for that?' 'You should've thought of that before you spent all that money,' he said, making a note in his folder. She felt her blood boil. He was being so unreasonable. There wasn't even a chance for her to defend herself! She thought she was just going to get fired and that would be the end of it. Instead he was enjoying himself pointing out all her indiscretions. There was no way for her to pay for that. She didn't have that much money to begin with. And he wasn't done. She didn't have time to feel sorry for herself since he started talking again. '$246 for lingerie is not company expense.'She cringed, but didn't respond. He stared at her, his face an expressionless mask that made her anxious and angry at the same time. It occurred to her that he was enjoying this a whole lot. She clenched her hands into tight fists. She wanted to punch the man in the face to shut him up. 'Do you have anything to say?' he asked, though it sounded like taunting to her ears. She shook her head.'Good, because I'm not done,' he said. She drew a deep breath and made herself comfortable in her seat. Her fingers fiddled with the buttons on her shirt and she found herself getting incredibly warm. She undid the button on her collar, opening up her shirt a little so she could breathe.'The company certainly doesn't need a new violin or a sound system,' he continued. She ignored him and slowly undid the second button. The shirt was beginning to feel too suffocating. She wanted it off. She waited for him to stop her but when he didn't, she continued. The third button revealed the cleavage between her breasts. A thought occurred to her and she spoke before she could tell her mouth to stop. 'Did Jennifer get in trouble too?' His eyes dip down and she felt her chest flush in response to the attention. Let him look. He would be easier to deal with if he found her attractive. 'Yes,' he said simply. So Jennifer had been stealing company cash too. 'How much did she spend?' she asked despite herself.'Too much.''More than I did?' she asked. His perfect full lips curved into a wicked grin that made her shiver. 'What you spent is peanuts compared to the amount Jennifer took.' 'Oh,' she gasped. Her heart swelled as she started believing she could get away with it. From his own words, he didn't think she took a lot. 'What did you do?' she asked.  'Seized all her assets and threw her out on the streets,' he said as if he was commenting on the weather. Cold sweat trickled down the sides of her face. Maybe she wasn't going to get away with it after all. 'What do you want me to do?' she asked, her voice barely a whimper now. He closed the folder and put it down in front of him. That's a good sign. 'Looks like we're finally getting somewhere,' he said.mehr

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Subdue. Surrender. Submit.
Six inexperienced young women fall to the charms six powerful alpha men in too-public-places. In these complete short stories, innocent women are brought to their knees by alpha men, billionaire bosses, and men in control.Dark Desires 7: Dominated In PublicDark Desires 8: Punished By MenDark Desires 9: Billionaire SubmissionDark Desires 10: Caught ExhibitionistDark Desires 11: Punished In PublicDark Desires 12: Nun In Heat


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PG Excerpt -----



Excerpt From 'Punished By Men':
'Dress shopping receipts total $543.''What about that?' 'That's not a business expense,' he said, deadpanned. 'You'll be liable for them.''What?''That means you'll have to pay for the expenses.'Her cheeks burned red. 'I know what liable means. I meant how am I supposed to pay for that?' 'You should've thought of that before you spent all that money,' he said, making a note in his folder. She felt her blood boil. He was being so unreasonable. There wasn't even a chance for her to defend herself! She thought she was just going to get fired and that would be the end of it. Instead he was enjoying himself pointing out all her indiscretions. There was no way for her to pay for that. She didn't have that much money to begin with. And he wasn't done. She didn't have time to feel sorry for herself since he started talking again. '$246 for lingerie is not company expense.'She cringed, but didn't respond. He stared at her, his face an expressionless mask that made her anxious and angry at the same time. It occurred to her that he was enjoying this a whole lot. She clenched her hands into tight fists. She wanted to punch the man in the face to shut him up. 'Do you have anything to say?' he asked, though it sounded like taunting to her ears. She shook her head.'Good, because I'm not done,' he said. She drew a deep breath and made herself comfortable in her seat. Her fingers fiddled with the buttons on her shirt and she found herself getting incredibly warm. She undid the button on her collar, opening up her shirt a little so she could breathe.'The company certainly doesn't need a new violin or a sound system,' he continued. She ignored him and slowly undid the second button. The shirt was beginning to feel too suffocating. She wanted it off. She waited for him to stop her but when he didn't, she continued. The third button revealed the cleavage between her breasts. A thought occurred to her and she spoke before she could tell her mouth to stop. 'Did Jennifer get in trouble too?' His eyes dip down and she felt her chest flush in response to the attention. Let him look. He would be easier to deal with if he found her attractive. 'Yes,' he said simply. So Jennifer had been stealing company cash too. 'How much did she spend?' she asked despite herself.'Too much.''More than I did?' she asked. His perfect full lips curved into a wicked grin that made her shiver. 'What you spent is peanuts compared to the amount Jennifer took.' 'Oh,' she gasped. Her heart swelled as she started believing she could get away with it. From his own words, he didn't think she took a lot. 'What did you do?' she asked.  'Seized all her assets and threw her out on the streets,' he said as if he was commenting on the weather. Cold sweat trickled down the sides of her face. Maybe she wasn't going to get away with it after all. 'What do you want me to do?' she asked, her voice barely a whimper now. He closed the folder and put it down in front of him. That's a good sign. 'Looks like we're finally getting somewhere,' he said.
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ProduktartE-Book
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Erscheinungsjahr2017
Erscheinungsdatum29.10.2017
ReiheDark Desires
SpracheEnglisch
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Leseprobe
Chapter 1

Baron gazed at the crowd in his cafe with pride. It had taken him and his team a mere year to get the place up and running, something which the media had been reporting as 'an impossible task by an overeager millionaire'. It pleased him greatly to be able to prove them wrong.

Everything was as close to his original design as he hoped. The place was set in a prime location next to a hotel he also owned. He had built the club from the ground up, a labor of love, a project outside of his successful million-dollar business. The team he hired to complete the task was driven, intelligent, and hardworking. Except one was slacking right now.

James sat by the counter, picking at the olives in his cocktail, yellow fluorescent light shining on his brown curly hair, giving it a lighter color. The younger white male sighed happily, smiling, obviously in a world of his own.

Baron didn't have the emotional strength to tell him to get back to work. He had just returned from a dreamy date and met, in the young man's own words 'the hottest girl in the world'. Everyone already had drinks in their hands and there was nobody looking for refills.

He had a soft spot for James. When he saw that one of his biggest shareholder's son wasn't set up for the corporate world, he recruited him into setting up the club. He had proven himself to be a valuable addition to the team, always the first to arrive and the last to leave.

The young man deserved a little break.

Baron glanced stage and was reminded that the club wasn't really complete yet. Not to his standards, in any case.

Baron had come to accept that perfection wasn't always possible with life, but he was still disappointed by it. He was used to getting what he wanted. The stage that he had set up from the very beginning was still lacking of the centerpiece he had yearned for.

He'd tried to have the position filled to no avail.

"There's a possibility that we would never find the perfect woman," Baron said out loud, his expression as calm as he could manage.

James looked up, stunned out of his reverie. The words sunk in slowly and then agreed. "Maybe we could just have it be this way, without the original-"

Baron glared at James and his friend stopped talking. It had been Baron's original plan to employ submissives to be the club's entertainment. The waiting list to attend the club was extensive, but only because their upper class clientele knew it was the perfect place to network. Because they knew if Baron was involved, then the patrons must be important.

Baron didn't build the club for people to network. He wanted the club to be successful, but not on the premise of it being a networking hub. That wouldn't sustain the club for long. There were plenty of other places for that.

The buzzing crowd drew his attention back to it and he returned to the topic of obtaining the perfect submissive.

"We need someone to fill the stage," Baron said thoughtfully.

Training the perfect submissive for the job was a complicated process, as Baron had learned years ago. Finding the perfect one to fill the position was even harder. The crowd continued to talk and laugh amongst each other, but there was an awkwardness in their interaction, a forced friendliness that confirmed his fear that the club would not survive for long if he did not find something else to keep his patrons entertained.

He needed to find a submissive.

And he needed to do it fast.

His gaze shifted back to James, who was finally getting back to work. He mixed a drink with superb expertise, looking as if he had been doing it his entire life instead of just for the past few weeks. Baron had sent him for training as soon as he showed an interest in bartending after the project is completed. James never missed a class.

"Here you go," he flashed the older man a boyish grin that made the tuxedo-wearing man blush just the slightest. Baron couldn't help but grin. James's good looks had a way of weakening people in the knees. His charms were wasted on men.

Baron wished there were more women amongst them, but most of the patrons were men. That was not only because of the strict club rules, what with the requirement for regular health screenings, but also because of the high entrance fee.

"We definitely need more women in here," James sighed exaggeratedly.

"That's exactly what I've been saying."

"It would be more efficient to wait until the club gains more fame and trust," he offered.

"It might be," Baron conceded. He observed the relaxed crowd and decided that he would much rather have entertainment in the club than let it be some... peaceful place for relaxation.

"Boss, I umm... I think I have someone who's willing to give it a go," James said abruptly.

He turned to his employee in shock, wondering why the piece of information never came up earlier. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that his absent-mindedness was exactly the reason he had recruited James to join in the club in the first place. He just didn't have the keen mind to survive in a corporate world.

"Tell me about her," Baron said, careful to keep his voice level.

...

Baron's quest for a submissive began as soon as he knew he wanted to start a club. He was forced to accept that the task was much more challenging than he had predicted when he still couldn't find one after the club had finished being constructed. He couldn't throw money at it to solve the problem, as he had been so used to doing. The more money involved, the less likely they would find someone suitable, something which he had to find out the hard way when a hooker showed up at the door.

Not many young women were willing to give their trust to an unknown man and accept a role that would likely define their entire lives. It was the kind of work that wouldn't last past their primes and women knew that.

The few that had gone to the interview had, thus far, been unsuitable.

One young woman cried throughout the entire interview after he spanked her just once and not in a 'it hurts so good' kind of crying either. She insisted she would be able to get her act together in time for work but he didn't want to hire someone who was at a risk of being emotionally scarred during one of their sessions.

Another thought the work was disgraceful and was insulted that she was even offered the interview in the first place despite having applied to it herself. She was particularly beautiful, but he knew it would be a complete disaster to have her there. It seemed she had pretended to go along with the whole thing just in order to finally meet him in person. He made sure to have her name blacklisted in all his company's future interviews. He did not appreciate time wasters.

The third interviewee had showed up half drunk. He promptly signed her up for rehab after she threw up on the interview table.

The submissives he knew all either had steady income jobs that paid higher than what he was offering or loved their jobs. He was prepared to approach other Doms and ask if they were willing to share their subs for specific nights, but he didn't want to have to deal with different girls every night.

The club had only been open for a little over a week and already Baron was bored out of his mind.

"Now, tell me about the young woman you have in mind," Baron asked James.

The younger man gulped, not used to have the black man's completely attention on him. His boss was an imposing man, not only in size but in intensity. He had a way of looking at people that made them feel miniscule and insignificant.

James owed the older man his entire career. If it wasn't for him, he would be out in the streets. Well, not on the streets considering his family's vast fortune, but probably busy wasting money on booze and women.

He had thought of Gabriella in the spur of the moment and didn't realize he had spoken out-loud until Baron asked him for details.

"Her name's Gabriella and I was in her class back in college. Last I heard, she was desperate for work," he said.

Baron sent him a look at made his spine curl. "What makes you think she'll be good for the job?" he asked. He was looking for a submissive, not some unemployed college graduate.

James hastily continued. "Based on the grapevine, she's a submissive."

Baron's lips twisted. That is useful information. "What was she studying?" he asked.

"She studied sociology and have been working mostly admin positions for the past year. Lost two jobs from inappropriate behavior."

"Inappropriate behavior?" he asked.

"Seems she was keen on fucking on the job."

Now, that's interesting. There was little risk in arranging an interview with her. "How desperate for the job is she?" he asked.

...

Baron had been waiting in the room for the past five minutes and he was not a man accustomed to waiting on anyone. Moments passed and still she wasn't there.

"What time did you tell her to come?" he turned to glare at James, as if it was his fault Gabriella wasn't there.

"Eight sharp, sir," he said. "She's late."

Yes, she was. He got up, fully intent on cancelling the interview altogether.

The door slid open and a curvy young woman with the messiest blonde hair rushed in. Her voice was melodic when she spoke. "I'm so sorry I'm late."

Baron felt his cock harden from the sound of her voice alone. The reaction was uncanny. Sure, he hadn't had a good lay for a few months, but he wasn't a complete animal. He found his gaze locked to her body, memorizing her every curve. She was wearing a skintight black dress that was probably more suited for a...
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Daisy Rose is a lover of hucow, exhibitionism, domination, taboo erotica and any combination thereof. She particular enjoys placing her main characters in unlikely situations that will excite and arouse her readers to the likes of which have never been experienced before.

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