Surrender To Her Master
Surrender Series Part 2
About: Charlotte Hanson has accepted a job as sex mistress to Russian
billionaire Dmitri Nichvalodov, and now her first week in this new
position begins. After setting her father up in an expensive senior care
home, Dmitri takes Charlotte shopping for lingerie. Then he introduces
her to Japanese bondage art known as Shibari, or Kinbaku, and she
becomes his living sculpture of rope and bliss.
contains consensual BDSM role playing between adults over 18 years of
age. This story contains explicit sex acts, and is intended for an
audience 18 years of age or older.
Excerpt: "So, how do you feel about all this?"
gave me a smile that seemed full of the vigor he once held. For a
moment, he became that tough as nails cop with a sympathetic center he
only showed to me and his closest friends. Not the withered shell of
himself that I knew struck a blow to his pride. My heart filled with
hope and love for him.
"You know, kiddo, I never believed much in
miracles," he said. "But this…maybe this is our miracle. Maybe,
sometimes, you get lucky."
"So you think I should go for it?" I came and sat beside him on the couch, checked his oxygen machine as I did often.
rights you should go for it." He sat up straighter. His soft brown eyes
flared with determination. "You can't pass up an opportunity like this.
Personal assistant to one of the richest men in the world. You gotta
"According to Forbes, he's only the tenth richest man
in the world." I gave Dad a cheeky smirk and he waved me off, calling me
a wiseass while sporting a return smirk.
"Let's face it,
Charlotte." His face became a map of wrinkles as his expression grew
serious. "I know looking after me is getting harder and harder for you.
This guy is willing to set me up in the ritziest senior care community
in the city. That and the job, traveling all over the world with him,
you'd be a fool to let that go, sweetheart."
"Taking care of you
isn't hard." I squeezed his hand. He gave me one of those 'I know you're
lying' looks. But handing over Dad's care to someone else admittedly
made me nervous. After all, he'd always been there for me. When I was
four, Mom went out to get her hair done with the girls, and she never
returned. Dad had been my mother and father ever since. Sure, he'd tried
to remarry, but working in homicide and raising a daughter had made it
hard to socialize, and Dad's line of work sometimes scared women off. I
often told him I didn't need another parent. He was all I needed.
He took both my hands in his. "Do this for you and me, Charlotte, please?"
hadn't told my dad the true nature of the job I'd be accepting with
Dmitri Nichvalodov. Two days ago, my boss, a prominent sex therapist and
well known billionaire, had propositioned me to be his mistress.
Currently I was his secretary, and would remain so, but this
promotion--if I could call it that--promised top of the line care for my
father, and all my financial needs would be met by the generous salary.
The feminist in me warred with the pragmatist, but for Dad I had to
take this job. His care was growing difficult and would get pricier.
There was no alternative. However, Dmirtri wasn't hard on the eyes, so
that was another added bonus.
"Okay." I kissed Dad's dry, papery soft forehead. "With your blessing, I'll do this."
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