Serena's Submission

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Published in 2013 by Totally Bound Publishing,
Newland House, The Point, Weaver Road, Lincoln, LN6 3QN

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This story contains 45 pages, additionally there is also a
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SERENA’S SUBMISSION

Jasmine Hill

He wants her submission, she wants a story—the collision of their desires is explosive.

Serena Davies is on a mission—to write an exposé on the BDSM scene and in particular about the infamous BDSM club, Club Erebus. Little does Serena anticipate that her undercover mission will not only lead her deep into the BDSM scene but into the path of Dominant Aaron Blue, who will awaken in her previously unexplored dark and erotic desires.

When Aaron sees Serena enter Club Erebus he recognises that she is a natural submissive and vows that he will have her. He proposes to show Serena the BDSM scene and be her protector while she explores her darker urges on the stipulation that he will become her Dom.

Serena agrees to Aaron’s proposal and finds herself immersed in a world where pleasure and pain are one, a world that ignites in her a desire and need to be dominated and arouses in her an unexplored sexuality.

Serena fears that Aaron will discover her true agenda for visiting Club Erebus and if that happens, she worries that no punishment will be severe enough to satisfy him.

Dedication

To my husband

Chapter One

Serena Davies studied her reflection in the mirror with apprehension. After much research on the BDSM lifestyle she had chosen her outfit with care and she hoped fervently that she looked the part.

She had to trust that her appearance didn’t look too Dominatrix-like as she didn’t want to find herself thrust into a BDSM scene—if that happened she would have no idea what to do and she had determined that it would be much safer to give the impression of a submissive. Given her total inexperience in the BDSM world she figured that acting like a submissive would come relatively easily.

Once again she had to give herself mental encouragement by remembering the exposé she would write regarding the BDSM lifestyle. Yes, dressing up and acting like a submissive would be well worth the effort to gain the experience and inside knowledge necessary to write her story.

Her destination that evening was Club Erebus—Erebus, meaning darkness, a very appropriate name considering it was a Sydney BDSM club infamous for its dark kink and even darker clientele. Of course no BDSM club in the world would willingly admit a journalist through its doors and Club Erebus only allowed entry by an introduction through another member so she had called in a favour from a friend who was in the scene. She had kept the real reason for her visit to herself and given her friend the same cover story that she intended to use whilst in the club—that she was a closet submissive hoping to test the BDSM waters.

* * * *

Aaron Blue was sprawled on one of the Club Erebus bed-like sofas as he half-heartedly watched an animal play scene where a Dom had his sub acting like a pony. Aaron’s long legs were thrown out in front of him and crossed at the ankles, and he nursed his second Scotch and dry, having already decided not to play that evening. As he gazed at the naked woman on all fours he was surprised and more than a little unnerved to realise that the scene before him was not remotely arousing him—an occurrence that was happening too frequently of late. As a Dominant, watching the humiliation of a submissive should be sexually stimulating but instead he was feeling nothing but boredom.

He needed a distraction. It had been two months since his last submissive, a partnership that had not ended well when his submissive had declared that she wanted a more serious relationship. While he had played some scenes with some of the club’s submissives, his heart hadn’t been in it and instead he had gone through the motions without feeling his usual exhilaration at the D/s play.

Low, excited murmuring from the booth next to his drew his attention and he followed the gaze of the inhabitants until his eyes found the source of the disturbance.

Standing on the club threshold was a vision of submissive loveliness—an angel. Aaron knew all Club Erebus members and this woman was unfamiliar. He could tell instantly that she was a natural submissive, as he could tell that she was new to the scene by the way her eyes furtively flicked around the club without ever landing on a target, as if the numerous scenes playing out and the various states of undress were unnerving to her.

She was pretty and petite. Her long blonde hair was tied into a high, thick ponytail that ended just below her shoulders and immediately he wanted to see what she would look like with her hair down and flowing over her back. She had outlined her blue eyes with black eyeliner and grey shadow which gave her a sultry look. The black velvet dress she wore fitted her compact figure perfectly and hugged her body in all the right places.

Instantly his interest was piqued. She was gorgeous and as sexy as hell but seemed not to realise it, which in itself was a huge turn-on. She hovered on the threshold, seeming to weigh up her options, clearly unsure of what to do next. Aaron decided then and there that he had to have her, and he hoped like hell that she didn’t belong to anyone.

Aaron stood and made his way over to her, desperate to get to her before one of the other Doms decided that they too wanted her.

Chapter Two

Serena was unprepared for the sights that greeted her when she entered Club Erebus. Her internet research into the BDSM scene should have given her a glimmer of insight, but reading about it and witnessing it were two entirely different things, and a jolt of shock spiked through her at the public nakedness and humiliation that was being played out in various forms. She tried to regain her composure before her obvious nervousness singled her out. As she took a deep, hesitant breath and prepared to enter the lion’s den, her gaze alighted on a tall, handsome man who was striding purposefully in her direction.

Serena had never seen a more attractive man and the sight of him had her rooted to the spot. Her pulse thundered in her ears as she followed his progress towards her, drinking in the sight of his hard, powerful chest and his muscles rippling under the white cotton of his shirt. His powerful legs were encased in black leather pants that clung to him like a second skin, his hair curled just above his collar and his olive complexion was darkened by the stubble on his strong, chiselled jaw. As he drew level with her his brown eyes bored into hers with a piercing intensity that had her breath hitching and her pulse racing. Everything about him screamed intimidating masculinity and she knew without a doubt that he was a Dominant. The realisation sent a sharp thrill of excitement zipping through her.

Serena looked up at him and grew increasingly anxious under his intense gaze as she waited for him to speak. When he did, his voice so perfectly matched his physique—deep and powerful—that the effect took her breath away.

“I’m Aaron Blue. Come with me.”

It was spoken as a command and he brooked no arguments as he took Serena’s arm and led her across the floor to a private booth.

Once they were seated Aaron turned his piercing brown eyes on her once more until she shivered under his scrutiny.

“You are obviously new here. Does anyone own you?” Those words, so casually spoken as if she were a pet, left her momentarily speechless.

Serena finally found her voice. “I’m Serena Davies, yes, I am new here and no, I do not have an owner—as you so inelegantly put it.”

“You took a big risk coming here alone, baby—do you have any idea how dangerous some of the kinky Doms who haunt this club can be to the uninitiated? You must know someone in order to have gained entry.”

“A friend is in the scene. He arranged it for me.”

His eyebrows quirked in surprise and he leaned towards her. “Now why would you want to come here in the first place? A submissive with no protector is a dangerous position to be in.”

Serena’s breath hitched at his close contact and the feel of his hot breath against her ear.

“How do you know that I’m not a Dominant? What makes you so sure that I’m submissive?”

His lips twitched in amusement. “I can tell just by looking at you that you’re a submissive, baby,” he whispered as he ran a finger down the side of her face.

At his touch and his words Serena felt desire coil hot and strong in her belly. Male pheromones oozed from his very pores, making her near to panting for him. She had never before reacted so readily to a man and the strength of the feeling surprised her.

Serena gathered her composure and launched into her cover story.

“I’m checking out the scene. My friend doesn’t make a secret that he comes here and I was intrigued. I asked him to assist me with entry into the club so I could experience the lifestyle for myself, to see if it is something”—she waved a hand in the air as she tried to explain—“that I would like to participate in,” she finished.

“I’m surprised your friend didn’t insist on accompanying you. As I’ve already said, it was risky for you to come here alone.”

He continued to caress her face, which was having a hypnotic effect on her, as was the piercing intensity of his dark eyes—eyes that seemed to be drilling into her soul.

“He wanted to. He doesn’t know that I am here alone tonight.”

Aaron raised his eyebrows. “He is going to be angry that you disobeyed him. I take it that he is a Dominant?”

“He is just a friend with no right to be angry,” Serena snapped. “I guess he is a Dominant. I didn’t ask him for that much information about his personal involvement.”

Serena watched Aaron warily as he continued to assess her.

“Here is what we’ll do, angel. I will stay with you this evening and we will do nothing but watch. You can check out the scene and see if it’s something that you would like to explore further. For tonight I’ll be your protector, I’ll keep you safe as you explore those dark desires that are so intriguing to you.”

His voice was seductive and so deep and powerful that Serena grew wet with arousal and the thought of him as her protector sent a thrill of excitement singing through her veins. She had to admit that she needed him. She hadn’t properly considered the potential risks of this endeavour, her excitement at the adventure had overcome her common sense and she could kick herself for her stupidity. Before she could respond, he continued with his proposal.

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