An Education in Femdom: The First Trilogy (A Bundle of Femdom Discipline and Submissive Training)

┬╖ An Education in Femdom ┬╖ The Red Spot Press
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Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, bdsm play, discipline, crops, spanking, humiliation, multiple partners, and public sex. All characters are 18 or older.

Adam has always been curious about the kink lifestyle, but his exposure to it with his current partner has been a bit limited. But after an eye opening experience with couple acquaintance within the scene, Adam and Naomi apply to become members in the highly exclusive Tunisia Society, a BDSM network of the city's most powerful and influential women. Rather than questionnaires or resumes, the Tunisia uses only one metric to assess potential couples: the worthiness of the submissive. So it is that Adam finds himself standing alone before a gathering of the city's most powerful and sexually dominant women with only one task: obey.

An Education in Femdom: The First Trilogy follows Adam along the initial steps of his sexual adventure, first at the hands of his partner, then on the public stage of the Tremboix Society, and finally into the house of discipline established by one of the society's most prestigious members who, intrigued by Adam's charms, makes a rare offer to train him personally over the course of a week.

Excerpt

Slowly, as though she could sense my impatience, Jessica's deep charcoal eyes turned towards me.

"Adam," she said simply, "I'm glad you could come."

"Mistress," I responded, eager to try the new form of address.

She smiled. "You've heard that word, have you? Good. We'll teach you the meaning of that word very thoroughly before you leave here."

A slight shiver ran down my spine. God, was I already getting hard?

She stood and walked over to me. "I like a new toy that arrives early in the morning," she said. "There is so much time left in the day to try it out."

She laid a finger under my chin, tilting my face up to meet her. With a slight pressure, she bid me stand and I rose to my feet, my eyes never leaving hers.

"You've been on my mind a very great deal over the past twelve hours," she said to me.

The number surprised me. Had it really only been that long?

"I'm usually such a patient woman," she went on, sliding a finger within the neck of my shirt, just brushing my skin. "What is it about you that so undermines my self-control?"

I trembled slightly at her touch and the tone of her voice. Her words were deep with intensity, and yet I did not believe her for a moment when she said her self-control was compromised. She seemed to have so much of it that it bled over and controlled me, too, without her being entirely conscious of it. Simply having her standing in front of me, looking and touching me, was enough to paralyze me until next she told me to move.

"And all nicely wrapped," she murmured. "I can always tell an outfit chosen with care. We'll put these clothes somewhere safe for the week. I wouldn't want them to wrinkle."

Her gaze held mine as she began to strip my clothes from me. A slight flush rose to my cheeks but I did not break eye contact. My God, she didn't beat around the bush. There was the slightest hint of a challenge in her deliberate movements. I am making you naked in front of me, her eyes were telling me. There is no secret or thought or emotion you possess that I cannot choose to uncover. You walked in my door, knowing who I was and what I wanted, and now you will be utterly mine.

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I love a good femdom story. Thinking about a woman who takes all the power and dominance in the relationship for herself without giving up any of her own seductive femininity? Imagining a man who can accommodate a forceful woman and knows how to give up control without giving up himself and his masculinity ... or who has to learn. Those things just press all my buttons. WhatтАЩs a girl to do but write her fantasies?

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