Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Unfortunately, sometimes things don’t go as planned at the Bound & Controlled club.
Cyrus has a secret…one he’s more than ready to get out into the open. He’s got a thing for his secretive best friend. Weston is hiding something and to get to the bottom of it he goes right to the top…Conner. If anyone can help him, it’s the biggest drama queen at Bound & Controlled.
Unfortunately, sometimes things don’t go as planned when dealing with a helpful drama queen.
Author’s This is a sweeter version of humiliation play. It is completely consensual and both main characters are enthusiastic about their desires. The heat level is higher than some of my other books, but it is very much a romance at heart. Each book in the series will be a standalone story. Please see my site for a full list of the content
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Chapter 1
Weston
Somehow the whole situation had gotten completely out of hand and I was blaming it on the troublemaker being fully clothed.
Clearly, I had an unexplored kink for suit porn and it was getting me in trouble. He was much more distracting in a fancy suit than I’d ever imagined but that was probably because I’d only seen him half-naked and in heels up until this point.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Conner.” For one thing, Cyrus was my friend and didn’t see me in the naked and doing stuff together category, and for another, I’d never explained about the weird kink thing. “He’s not—”
Shit.
He’d been entirely too close or Conner had been louder than I’d realized.
Maybe both.
“You screeched?” His laid-back smirk and teasing had Conner rolling his eyes, but he didn’t seem frustrated. “What’s Wessie done already?”
Ugh.
“Stop calling me that here. It sounds like I’m a Pomeranian.” I was that annoying sometimes but I didn’t bite and I listened better than his mother’s miscreant mutts. “He misunderstood something. Go away and find someone to talk to.”
Considering we were at a BDSM club, with anyone else I probably should’ve said something naughtier, but Cyrus wasn’t that kind of guy. He was a chat in public and seduce in private kind of guy but he loved the atmosphere at the club and all the interesting people.
He was definitely the people person between the two of us.
“I’m talking to someone.” The big lug seemed to think his purpose in life was to drive me insane because he walked around the small seating area and sat down on the couch next to Conner, his muscular body dwarfing Conner’s as he stretched out to take up the space without thinking about it. “What can I do for you?”
Get a life and go somewhere else so I wouldn’t die of embarrassment.
Ugh.
Okay, too mean and I didn’t really feel that way.
But fuck…I was hard already.
Damn humiliation kink.
The little smirk Conner flashed at me said he knew what I was thinking but that was because he was not only the owner of the club but some kind of psychic creature who was pretending to be human so he could read my mind.
Or the way I was squirming.
Telling myself to sit still, I took a breath and dropped my voice to a whisper so no one else could hear us. “Yellow, Conner. You know this wasn’t what I was aiming for.”
I was not supposed to do anything to humiliate myself in front of Cyrus because getting turned on in front of him was never the goal.
He was my friend.
The sexy lug who could bench-press small cities was just my friend.
We did not get turned on or distracted because our friend’s muscles bulged every time they moved.
Keeping that playing on repeat in the back of my head like I’d done for the past three years, I glared at Conner and did my best to ignore the way Cyrus’s eyes had gone wide. “He and I are friends and you know that.”
Thankfully, Conner listened to my safeword and didn’t spill any secrets, but I wasn’t sure what he’d do next. After a few seconds, he let a breath out slowly and leaned back against the couch. “I won’t share anything personal, but…but you were asking me for something I can’t give you with a stranger involved. It has to be someone you know, and you know Cyrus the best.”
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
“Then I’ll leave it alone for now.” I’d figure out a way to play with the fantasy once I found a Dom who didn’t think I was insane or that wasn’t insane himself. “Next time please make that clear before you involve anyone else in a conversation.”
He’d done it on purpose but for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why.
I could, however, change the subject dramatically, so I focused on Cyrus, who looked confused. “I thought you were going to go see what was happening in the back.”
He liked the small stages that were set up to show different demonstrations and scenes. It was a fun way to pass the time and he usually ended up finding someone to talk to, so he should’ve been having fun and nowhere near me.
Conner was watching silently for once, but Cyrus swallowed hard and frowned like he still had no idea what he’d walked into. “Um, they had to switch up the schedule at the last minute and were doing things I wasn’t into.”
Impact play.
Cyrus was big enough he had a fear of hurting someone smaller than him, so he generally avoided any kind of impact play scenes if they had paddles or anything like that. He was good with spankings but that was where his comfort zone left the building.
“Oh.” Well, fuck. Change of plans. “How about we go get dinner instead? You like the Italian place down the street.”